The Rise of the Writers of the Republic of China

The men's 100-meter dash final is about to begin. The Chinese reporters, overseas Chinese, overseas students, diplomats, athletes, coaches... all present are extremely nervous. Even the martial arts team has suspended its tour and took the train from Hamburg. Back to Berlin to watch the game.

If Liu Changchun can finish in the top three, then he will break China's zero breakthrough in the world competition, win respect for the Chinese people in the world, improve the Chinese people's national self-confidence, and boost the Chinese people's spiritual morale.

The all-out war is about to break out, this medal is really important!

Wang Zhengting, a diplomat who is used to seeing big scenes, was so nervous that he clenched his hands into fists and said with a dry mouth: "Mingcheng, do you think Xiao Liu can get into the top three?"

Zhou Hexuan smiled and said: "Why don't you ask if Liu Changchun can win the gold medal?"

"How is it possible? The black man performed so well in the rematch. The gold medal this time must be his." Wang Zhengting shook his head repeatedly.

That black man refers to American athlete Jesse Owens, who is a pervert in the sports world.

At last year's National Collegiate Games, Owens first tied the world record in the 100-meter dash. Just 10 minutes later, he set a new world record in the long jump. This record has been maintained for more than 20 years. Another 20 minutes later, he set a world record in the 200-meter dash.

This is just a college game in the United States. You are just a college student and you actually tied and set 6 world records in 45 minutes.

The most important thing is, are you a sprinter or a long jumper?

With Owens, a black player, it is impossible for Liu Changchun to win the gold medal. This is a bug species that is cheated throughout.

Liu Changchun couldn't help but turn his head and look at Owens. He was desperate to win the gold medal, because in the rematch, the black guy broke the world record again, but the record was invalidated due to excessive wind speed.

What is even more troublesome is the German head of state Hitler, who is also paying attention to the sprint finals at the moment. Prior to this, Hitler had publicly discriminated against black players more than once, and was repeatedly slapped in the face by the black buddies with their competition results.

The first-generation version of Black Lightning Owens is jumping around at the starting point to warm up. He is very relaxed and a little impatient. Well, what he really thought in his heart was, why haven't you started yet? I have to run 200 meters later.

"Everyone in your place!"

"preparation!"

"boom!"

Athletes from all over the world were running fast and were already several meters away in the blink of an eye. At this time, sprinting technology was still very crude. Deliberate false starts and starting with the gun had not yet been invented, so the race was relatively pure.

Brother Black is really like lightning. He is clearly ahead before 10 meters, and by 30 meters he is already two places behind the second place. This is a manifestation of his crushing strength.

The German on-site commentator was silent. He didn't know what to say. Everyone knew that the head of state hated black people the most. How on earth should he explain this?

Liu Changchun was still ranked sixth in the 60 meters. His weaknesses are his slow start and slow acceleration, but his performance moment is in the middle and later stages.

The improved version of the Panther Charge started at full speed. Liu Changchun's speed became faster and faster, surpassing the two players in front of him in an instant.

Cheng Tianfang stood up in a hurry, stamped his feet and shouted: "Go, go, go, beautiful, beautiful, fourth, fourth, hurry up, hurry up..."

Liu Changchun's mind went blank. He only knew how to swing his arms vigorously and sprint with all his strength using the method taught by American coaches. His eyes caught a glimpse of the black man hitting the line. The pervert threw the other players by a long way, which stimulated Liu Changchun's adrenaline to secrete like crazy.

"Hoo ho ho!"

Liu Changchun waited for a while before stopping. He didn't know his results. He only knew that he had tried his best.

Back to a second ago...

Zhou Hexuan stretched his neck and looked at the track. Liu Changchun gradually caught up with and passed the fourth player. He was still half a body away from the third player. Little by little, they catch up, and the distance between the two is getting closer and closer, but the end point is almost here, and they hit the line almost at the same time.

"10 seconds 5, tied for third place!"

When the results of the game were announced, all the Chinese in the stadium cheered in unison, and Zhou Hexuan also jumped up from his seat to applaud.

Liu Changchun was supported by the team members. His best time seven years ago was 10.8 seconds, and it was difficult to break through in the following years. After receiving training from an American coach, I finally reached 10.7 seconds last year. My best result in pre-match training was 10.6 seconds. This time I actually exceeded my level and ran 10.5 seconds.

It's just that it's far behind compared to the black players. That guy's time was 10.2 seconds, setting a new world record again.

The whole audience is cheering for the black guy. Racial discrimination is racial discrimination, but the absolute strength on the field can win the sincere respect of the ordinary audience.

Hitler's expression was very ugly, his face was so dark that he almost turned into a black man. He turned and left without saying anything. He would rather a Chinese, Japanese, or even a Jew win the championship than a lowly and dirty black man.

Zhou Hexuan walked to the sidelines with Wanrong, clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Changchun, congratulations!"

Liu Changchun was being carried on the shoulders of the team members. He slipped down and shook hands with Zhou Hexuan and said, "Thank you, Mr. Zhou. Without your support and Coach Paddock's guidance, I would not have been able to win the medal."

"No, Liu, you work very hard," Paddock praised sincerely. "You are the hardest-working sprinter I have ever seen. You always complete the training content I assign perfectly and exceed your quota. Congratulations!"

"Thank you, coach!" Liu Changchun opened his arms and hugged Paddock.

Zhou Hexuan also walked over, shook hands with Paddock and said, "Thank you, Mr. Paddock."

Paddock chuckled and said, "Zhou, if you could give me a bonus, I would be even happier."

"Of course, how about $5,000?" Zhou Hexuan said.

"God bless you, generous gentleman." Paddock went crazy with joy.

The $5,000 bonus is worth an Olympic bronze medal. Without Paddock, a sprint champion, as his coach, Liu Changchun would have struggled to even reach the finals. Not only did he bring scientific training methods, but he also developed a running method tailored to Liu Changchun, and even improved his invention again based on Liu Changchun's characteristics. Panther Charge.

The award ceremony began. Liu Changchun and another athlete stood side by side on the third place podium. Wearing a flower crown on his head and holding a laurel branch in his hand, he bent down to let the prize giver put on the medal, and tears could not stop flowing down his face.

Zhou Hexuan stood far outside the court with a smile on his lips. He finally did it. It is just a small change, but it is enough to bring national self-confidence to the Chinese people.

Japan won many medals in this Olympics, especially the men's pole vault. The bronze and silver medals were both from Japan.

Now, finally, a Chinese is on the podium, while the Japanese failed to even enter the finals of the 100-meter dash. China finally defeated Japan in the Olympics.