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The loudspeaker at the check-in area blared once. Han Mei took a deep breath and, under the teacher's guidance, walked to the starting line.

The starter is still adjusting the starting pistol.

At the finish line, students were already holding onto the red ribbon for the sprint.

Han Mei warmed up, placed her hands on the track behind the white line, and leaned forward slightly.

The angle of the knee bend, the height of the hip center of gravity, and the distance between the shoulders and the starting line were all strictly done according to what Team Leader Han taught.

Commander Han didn't think too much about it.

Everything will be done according to the Military World Games.

The rules of the Military World Games stipulate that the 100m, 200m and 400m relay races must use the crouch start.

The standing start is used only in middle- and long-distance running.

The other students in the competition were all stunned when they saw Han Mei.

"What is she doing?"

"How should I know? That's weird."

The students' rhythm was disrupted as they all discussed Han Mei's starting posture.

Gao Zhiqiang, who was in the stands talking to the sports school coach next to him, was also drawn to Han Mei's figure.

He leaned forward slightly and squinted for a few seconds.

The starting posture was good, but that's all just talk; the results are what truly matter.

Nevertheless, Gao Zhiyuan sat up straight and became serious.

"On your marks!"

"preparation!"

"Bang!"

As the starting gun fired, Han Mei lowered her center of gravity slightly and pushed off the ground with her right foot to generate forward momentum.

Han Mei's pace was astonishingly fast.

Her two slender legs took turns stepping forward, and her arm swings were clean and crisp.

Because she was running so fast, her expression even looked somewhat ferocious.

At this moment, Han Mei couldn't remember anything.

Wang Xiuzhi's instructions, the shoes on her feet...

Han Mei put everything else out of her mind; all she could see was the red ribbon at the finish line.

Lin Zhilan clasped her hands together in front of her chest, feeling nervous for her.

Han Mei immediately distanced herself from the other students, and all eyes were on her.

Gao Zhiqiang in the stands had also stood up, leaning slightly forward, his eyes fixed on the figure on the track whose speed was not slowing down at all.

People around her were already cheering, but Han Mei couldn't hear anything.

All she could hear was the pounding of her own heart and the panting of her breath. Halfway through the run, the muscle soreness and exhaustion from pushing herself too hard hit her at the same time.

But along with these aches and pains came some of Han Mei's obsessions.

She didn't know how to measure what constituted a good run, so she could only give it her all.

Faster...faster!

Han Mei gritted her teeth, her face contorted with rage from exerting all her strength, yet also exuding a certain imposing aura.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on her. Ten meters... five meters... two meters... the finish line!

The moment Han Mei crossed the finish line, everyone's hearts were in their throats.

I finally breathed a long sigh of relief after seeing her cross the finish line.

Lin Zhilan and Jiang Chengzhou had returned to Su Lang's side, holding her hands tightly and asking, "How many seconds? How many seconds?"

Su Lang's brow relaxed slightly. "Fifteen seconds."

Lin Zhilan screamed excitedly.

Su Lang chuckled, "You're so happy about someone else's child?"

Lin Zhilan glared at him, a smile involuntarily creeping onto her lips. "What do you know? Maybe you'll even be able to represent the country in competitions someday. Do you even understand what a sense of collective honor is?"

Su Lang nodded with a smile.

His wife really thinks far ahead.

Lin Zhilan smiled at Han Mei.

She had already calculated that my country regained its legitimate seat in the Olympic Committee in 79 and returned to the Summer Olympics in 84.

By then, Han Mei was only in her early twenties.

The prime age for track and field athletes is 22 to 28 years old, isn't that perfect?

Lin Zhilan was already starting to daydream about breaking an Asian record or something...

The moment Han Mei crossed the finish line, the referee simultaneously stopped the stopwatch.

One of the referees glanced down at the dial, paused for a moment, compared the numbers with the other, and swallowed hard.

14 second 82!

Is this the result a 9-year-old child could achieve?

Han Mei was completely unaware of this.

She crossed the finish line and ran for another ten meters or so before slowly slowing down and stopping.

Han Mei rested her hands on her knees, panting heavily.

Both legs were trembling slightly, which is a normal reaction after the muscles have reached their limit.

Her ears were ringing, and she couldn't hear what the people around her were saying.

Han Mei took a while to catch her breath before slowly straightening up and glancing at the edge of the playground.

Lin Zhilan was holding Su Lang's arm with one hand and waving excitedly at her with the other.

Han Mei then smiled.

She must have run well, right?

Gao Zhiqiang came down from the stands and first looked at the numbers on the stopwatch with the referee. "Is there something wrong with your stopwatch?"

"Officer Gao, that's not very kind of you to say that. What do you take us for?" The referee, who was a teacher at the school, immediately became displeased upon hearing this.

Gao Zhiqiang quickly said, "No, no, I didn't mean that. It's just that the child behaved really well. How old is he?"

"Wait a minute, I'll call her homeroom teacher over."

Han Mei's homeroom teacher arrived quickly, and also called over Commander Han and Wang Xiuzhi.

When Gao Zhiqiang heard that this parent was also a regimental commander, his expression turned somewhat unpleasant.

When Wang Xiuzhi saw his pale face, she thought, "This is it."

"Commander Han, has your child trained before? How old is he?"

Commander Han was more composed than Wang Xiuzhi, and calmly replied, "Nine years old. I trained her for half a month before."

Gao Zhiqiang nodded. "I'm from the Municipal Sports Commission, specifically in charge of sports school admissions. Does your child have any plans to pursue a career in sports?"

"Yes!" Wang Xiuzhi shouted, and when she saw everyone looking over, she quickly hid behind Commander Han.

Commander Han: "This is my wife."

"Oh, oh," Gao Zhiqiang laughed, "Since you have this idea, could you let the child be tested twice more?"

In sprinting, both explosive power and consistency are important.

Han Mei has good leg shape, long lower limbs, relatively long calves, strong thighs, and slender ankles, and her physical fitness meets the standards.

If this child can maintain this performance every time, and trains at the sports school for another two years, he will be able to participate in the National Middle School Games.

Commander Han glanced at Han Mei and said, "Okay."

But there's no rush, the sports meet is still going on.

By the afternoon, all the matches had ended.

The awards ceremony begins.

Jiang Chengzhou received a certificate of merit and a notebook.

Lin Zhilan smiled and said she would frame the certificate to keep as a memento.

Jiang Chengzhou was unusually embarrassed, but he didn't refuse.

Han Mei also won an award, but was kept behind after the award ceremony.

This time, Gao Zhiqiang personally timed it, making Han Mei run around twice more.

One time was 15.32 seconds, and the other time was 15.68 seconds.

He didn't run as fast as before, but both times he achieved excellent results. The key is that he was consistent and outstanding, which shows great talent.