flstandardbreds Chapter 155: 1-meter-high chasm
Chapter 155: 1-meter-high chasm
"One meter and fifty-five, get ready..."
"One meter six..."
"One meter seven!"
As the height of the horizontal bar grew higher and higher, batches of athletes were eliminated.
The eliminated people did not leave, wanting to see the final result of the competition.
The starting height for the men's high jump is 1.3 meters, with the bar raised by 5 centimeters each time.
It is said that two meters is a hurdle, but for amateur students, a height of 1.6 meters is already extremely challenging.
They are not like the Beijing Sport University next door where there are many first- and second-level athletes. Most of the people in Beijing Film Academy are art students and technical personnel working in the art industry.
The students who were watching held their breath as they watched the pole getting higher and higher, even exceeding the height of some people.
A tense atmosphere permeated the stadium. If many of them had come here just for Lu Rong in the beginning, now they truly felt the charm of sports competition.
The excitement that made them unaware even when their throats were hoarse quickly spread among the crowd.
"1.7 meters, number 45, get ready!"
The referee looked at the only five athletes left on the field, and a long-lost excitement rose in his heart.
Zhang Youwang, who was called, took a deep breath and sweat was visible on his forehead.
His personal PB is only about 1.83 meters.
(Personal Best in sports events, referred to as PB)
After so many rounds of competition, his physical strength is not as abundant as at the beginning. Besides, with Lu Rong around, he feels a lot of psychological pressure with every jump.
In the end, Zhang Youwang jumped over the 1.7-meter threshold and stood at the back to recover his strength.
When the pole reached 1.85 meters, only three people on the scene were still qualified to continue jumping.
They are No. 45 Zhang Youwang, No. 37 Yi Yue, and No. 72 Lu Rong.
The noises around the venue were getting louder and louder. High jump is always one of the most spectacular events in a sports meet, but it is also the only event that always ends in failure.
At the beginning, most of the voices were from girls who came to support, but later on, it was all tenors screaming.
No one expected that Lu Rong could make it to the finals. She had secured a place in the top three and even had a chance to defeat Zhang Youwang, who often won the school sports meet championship.
Now the boys were no longer sleepy and they shouted loudly.
Now the height of the pole has climbed to 1.85 meters. Perhaps you only think that this height is very high and have no other concept.
What if I told you that the second-level athlete standard in the domestic men’s high jump event is to be able to jump over a height of 1.83 meters?
Jumping over 2.1 meters has already met the standard of Capital University of Physical Education.
Jumping over 2.2 meters can win the championship in domestic competitions.
Just jumping over 2.3 meters is considered top-notch in Asia.
Zhang Youwang did not dare to neglect a matter that concerned his best records and dignity.
He jumped with all his might, his facial expression looking a little grim due to exhaustion, and when his upper body passed over, faint applause could be heard, but unfortunately, his heel still touched the pole.
The moment the bar fell, his score was frozen at 1.8 meters.
He was very satisfied with this result. The school allowed the height to increase by five centimeters at a time, otherwise he should have been able to break his own PB.
Zhang Youxiang shook his head but did not leave, his eyes fixed on contestant number 72.
Lu Rong's face was calm. This height was very challenging for him. It should be said that every height in this competition was a new self-test for him.
Because he doesn't know where his limits are.
Lu Rong extended his running distance by two steps. He held his breath, leaned forward, and pushed backward, swinging his arms in a coordinated manner.
This time, the audience clearly felt Lu Rong's acceleration and sense of rhythm, and their adrenaline surged.
Zhang Youwang opened his eyes wide in the back, and in his pupils he saw a figure flipping and leaping up, with his arms stretched out in the air. He flew over the chasm as lightly as a carp leaping over the dragon gate, and landed steadily on the mat.
The pole did not move at all.
“Wow!!!!”
"Awesome! I was skipped right over you!"
"Ah ah ah ah ah--"
The screams and cheers were deafening. Zhang Youwang stared at Lu Rong who slowly stood up. He was completely convinced. He was too embarrassed to even accept the award and left the venue directly.
No. 37 looked at the pole that was taller than him, sweating profusely, and still fell despite his best efforts.
"Number 72, do you want to continue the challenge?" the referee asked with interest.
Why is the high jump known as the only event that always ends in failure?
Due to the nature of the rules, high jumpers have to constantly challenge new heights until they fail.
Each time the bar is raised, the athlete must successfully cross it to continue to challenge higher heights. If the athlete fails to cross it successfully even once, the competition will be over.
After becoming the first place, what you have to defeat is not your opponent, but your own PB and the thousands of people leaping over the bar.
When the referee asked this question, the students watching widened their eyes.
Lu Rong nodded decisively without any extra thought, turned around and walked to the starting point of the run.
The referee whistled in his heart, thinking that the little guy was pretty cool.
On the sports field, the sun shone warmly on the high jump area, and the atmosphere was tense and warm.
Lu Rong stood at the starting point of the run-up, leaning forward slightly, his body lines ready to go like a cheetah about to attack.
With a whistle, Lu Rong rushed out without stopping, and every step seemed to be stepping on the beat of his heartbeat.
He quickly adjusted his pace and pushed hard with his jumping leg. The powerful explosive force made his body fly into the air in an instant.
In the air, his body was like a fully drawn bow, with a graceful back arch showing a perfect arc.
The long and straight legs are raised high, and time seems to stand still at this moment.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on him. Unfortunately, Lu Rong's calf rubbed against the pole, and everyone present instantly became nervous.
The horizontal bar swayed slightly, and after a moment it stayed firmly in place.
Waves of "Fuck you" sounds rang out in the venue. Only those who were close to the ground could truly feel the oppressive force from a height of 1.9 meters.
Although Yao Qian was standing on the podium, the volume of her shouting was no less than that of the young students. Lu Yangchun, whose ears were almost deafened, did not mind because he was also very excited.
Although he didn't scream out loud, he took dozens of photos with the phone in his hand.
"Ahhhh Rongrong you're so handsome!!!" The light board in Yao Qian's hand left an afterimage and almost made Jing Xianshan catch a cold.
After finally calming down, she patted her husband's arm and said, "Come on, honey, show me the photos you took. I'll print them out and show them to my niece when I get home."