Chapter 485

At this time, when Gu Zheng's feet stepped on the beach with a special blocking line, the timer of the Organizing Committee of Qinhuangdao Triathlon also showed that the time record of the segmented race belonged to Gu Zheng and ranked first.

00:16:42 seconds.

……

When this time was reflected on the screen, director tie who didn't understand the project had no feelings, but Zhou Debiao standing behind the screen was petrified on the spot and couldn't say a word.

What? 16 points?

Am I right?

According to the current progress, Gu Zheng has spent at least 3 minutes with others in advance.

What is the concept of 3 minutes!

Director Zhou, who thought of this place, was shaking with nothingness and couldn't care about anything. He ran to the changing area of his bike like crazy.

Simply, the coach workshop was set up not far from the waiting point. When Gu Zheng ran over from the beach, he saw director Zhou shouting towards a position closest to the bicycle lane to greet him.

"Gu Zheng, come quickly and listen to my instructions. Although you are doing it for the first time, as long as you are obedient, we still have a chance!"

"Take off your swimming trunks! One-piece sportswear, put on your legs first. Yes, just sit on the ground and do it!"

"Don't talk nonsense. There's no one here. Who can see your dew!"

"Come on, come on! Yes! Seamless docking, put on your helmet! Put on your shoes!"

"Don't worry!! windscreen! Take it with you, or you won't be able to see the road when you pedal your bike at high speed!"

"Almost! Yes, 668 is your car!!"

"Go! Go! Go! Rush, Gu Zheng, don't look behind you!"

"Anyway, you'll be caught up sooner or later. You don't have any trick. That's rush!"

Under the command of director Zhou's hiss and effort, Gu Zheng finally completed the full set of dressing.

It took two minutes of precious time.

The 55 second basic dressing time for professional athletes is... Too slow.

But director Zhou's smile became more and more strange.

Because such professional details can be cultivated, but for the most essential thing of a participating athlete, it is rare in a century.

According to Director Zhou's observation, Gu Zheng did not have any weakness in his limbs or fatigue caused by swimming for a long time.

He just moistened his mouth with mineral water when he was ready to start, and suddenly stepped on the sea ring road built along the coast of Beidaihe.

Here, he has to ride a 40 kilometer circular track.

According to the standards of international events, there will be a series of tracks such as uphill, steep slope and U-turn.

This is a short board project that will be caught up by Gu Zheng who has not received professional training at all.

Now director Zhou only hopes that Gu Zheng's terrible physical strength, which is different from ordinary people, can shorten the distance between him and these professional players.

After starting, Gu Zheng no longer hesitated. He rushed out like an arrow.

Until this time, the second player behind him has not come out of the sea. With the visual inspection of director Zhou, it will take about a minute or even more to reach the venue of the changed bicycle behind him.

This short two minutes is all Gu Zheng's advantages.

Director Zhou, who consciously did his best, sighed with disappointment. When he turned around again, he found that the leader of the PLA team and the leader of the national Triathlon team squatted quietly behind him and looked at him with a very strange look.

"What do you want?"

After director Zhou asked him about his doubts, the leader of the PLA team on one side said, "old Zhou, what do you think of just now? The child doesn't seem to have played Triathlon?"

"The action of tying a helmet is quite astringent. It's all up to you?"

But who is director Zhou?

Is he the kind of fool who shows off everywhere and is finally targeted and robbed by the state?

Must not be?

He just came back with a ha ha: "no, how can it be? You think too much. I'm a player. He's just nervous. There's another problem. He likes others shouting orders."

"Otherwise, he won't know what to do later."

"You see, it can take more than a minute to change clothes. It's not a good hand, really!"

The crowd at the side of this remark was skeptical. When they planned to catch director Zhou and ask more questions, director Zhou saw the coach car he rented and drove towards him under the control of director tie.

He was free at once. He broke away from the crowd and ran in the direction of Tieyi Airlines: "no, I'm going with my team's car!"

In a lot of voices, he jumped in the direction of the co pilot of the coach car without looking back, took the sound control horn on the seat to his mouth and shouted, "drive!"

Then, in full view of the public, he slipped away, leaving everyone with a back full of exhaust gas.

Since it's roaring?

Then come on!

But what surprised director Zhou even more happened. Within a few minutes of his entanglement with other team leaders, Gu Zhengzheng was buried on the bicycle, automatically adjusted all the obstacles between wind resistance and power movement, and fine tuned his body to a state with the lowest obstruction.

With this advantage and his not too slow explosive power, he was able to ride more than a kilometer a minute without a trace.

Director Zhou, who chased all the way, finally made a voice that cultural people could not make: "I'm C! I'll have a big grass!"

"Baby, ancestors! Alive!"

Tears filled my eyes. A feeling of pulling away the dark clouds and seeing the blue sky surged out of my chest, turned into unspeakable emotion, and finally flowed down.

The hand of the iron director who was driving aside shook, and asked with a little complexity: "as for Lao Zhou?"

"As for me, I am a sportsman and a sportsman who loves Triathlon wholeheartedly."

"You don't understand people who are forced to run long distances on the way!"

Or the angry old Zhou!

After seeing the bright yellow racing suit, the iron director on one side was also happy: "don't cry, old Zhou, look after Zheng!"

A lonely person on the mountain road, a large slope with an angle of more than ten degrees, even the clean oil parking road and the refreshing mountain flowers on the roadside can not stop the greatest difficulty brought by the mountain road to the athletes.

Many triathlon athletes whose muscles have not been rested and relaxed have had to withdraw from the whole competition because of leg cramps and muscle strain in the climbing section for many times.

This is not only the problem of competitive state, but the real competition of all-round physical quality.

However, what made them lose their eyeballs again happened.

Gu Zheng once again tilted his body slightly, his long straight legs, and all his muscles burst out with him.

Whoosh!

The bike shook along with the body. Before climbing the slope with S-shaped technical means, it broke through the shackles of gravity with violence. The bright yellow figure rushed to the top of the slope. After the successful person's comfortable roar, the person with the car rushed down the slope at high speed!

"Ow!"

At this time, Gu Zheng was like a king of triathlon in a dragon robe.

Even if the final champion does not belong to him, but at this time, he is leading the crowd!

"Hurry up! Hurry up!"

"Yes, your arms can be folded a little more."

"When going downhill, you can temporarily relax your muscles and rest with inertia to prepare for the next stage."

Director Zhou, holding the microphone, gave Gu Zheng instructions during his cycling with a loudspeaker while weeping.

He can only let the child take fewer detours and don't be exceeded too much in the process of the game.

Because in the course of this event, those good cyclists are catching up with them at their fastest speed.

After more than half of the 40 kilometer race, Gu Zheng's advantage of the first two minutes has been lost.

Because of the more standardized riding of experienced triathlon athletes, they have a greater advantage than Gu Zheng in this event.

A small team also represents the forefront of Chinese professional athletes. Now it is only a short distance of one kilometer from Gu Zheng.

But at this time, Gu Zheng has a nearly ten kilometer race ahead, which has not been completed.

Therefore, director Zhou and director tie can only sit in the coach car and watch the crowd of the first echelon easily surpass Gu Zheng and turn to the corner of the final sprint.

"Oh!"

It was not the people in the coach's car who made this sorry sound, but Beida, who had been squatting on the roadside.

Because he patronized Gu Zheng's performance and missed the best opportunity to get on the interview car he followed.

He simply asked the comrades of the newspaper to park their interview car at the last few kilometers of the sprint of the bicycle stage.

Because the design of this place is very interesting.

This is a long gentle slope design, coupled with the sprint section of less than half a kilometer at the last point, which makes the competition of bicycles in this stage more dramatic and fierce.

So when he saw the race of the first echelon in the camera without Gu Zheng, he sighed with great regret.

The swimming dragon in the sea is really out of strength.

It's a man. Sometimes he counsels.

However, when Bei Jun was grieving for an excellent player, a yellow figure appeared in the lens he was going to take back.

On this figure, there is a big 668.

It's Gu Zheng. Gu Zheng is here!

He followed behind the seven or eight first team members, without any injustice because he was briefly left behind.

He buried his head and smiled strangely when he saw the last long slope.