The coaches of each team looked distressed, while the players completed the games one after another.
"Fromm is back. His final time was 35 minutes and 06 seconds, which is almost 1 minute slower than Zhang Guan!"
"Fromm is seventh from the bottom on the grid. Judging from his time trial performance, he probably won't win a medal!"
"I think Martin from Germany and Feeney from the United States should be able to surpass Fromm!"
Amid the discussion, Italian player Pinotti, who started sixth from the bottom, also returned. His time was 36 minutes and 14 seconds.
"Pinotti's time was 36 minutes and 14 seconds. Not to mention Zhang Guan, even compared with Fromm, it was a lot slower!"
"Something is wrong. Pinotti's strength should be about the same as Fromm's. Even if it is a little bit different, it won't be too different. But now at 34.6 kilometers, there is already a difference of more than 1 minute!"
People were talking quietly, and soon after, American player Feeney returned to the finish line.
"Fini's time was 36 minutes and 13 seconds, which is similar to Pinotti just now! This shows that Pinotti's time is a normal number."
"Yes, if one person has this result, that's it. Now two of the world's top players have this result. It seems to be a normal result. But they are still 1 minute slower than Fromm!"
"When did Fromm become so strong? He was 1 minute faster than Pitino and Feeney!"
"I understand. The British team must have known for a long time that Zhang Guan's performance is almost impossible to surpass, so they did not regard Zhang Guan's performance as a reference standard. Their physical distribution must be more optimized, so they are better than others. So much faster!" someone said.
Everyone suddenly realized.
Zhang Guan was the first top player to finish the race, so each participating team used Zhang Guan's results as a reference standard. In order to catch up with Zhang Guan's results, they increased their speed as much as possible and consumed more physical energy than usual. , which causes them to slow down behind them.
The British team is playing at home, and they have already collected data on this track. They know how terrible Zhang Guan's results are, and naturally they do not use Zhang Guan's results as a reference standard, so the British team's physical distribution must be more rigorous. The optimization also allowed Fromm to be 1 minute faster than players of the same level.
After figuring this out, the coaches of each team started to curse.
"Damn the British, they knew this but didn't tell us!"
"That's right, even if they are unwilling to share the track data with us, it would be nice to remind them!"
"On purpose, the British must have done it on purpose! They deliberately watched us jump into the trap!"
"Hmph, so what, they still can't win the championship! The gold medal belongs to Zhang Guan. Fromm is 1 minute and 15 seconds slower than Zhang Guan. I don't believe Wiggins can be faster than Zhang Guan!"
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Soon after, German time trial expert Martin also returned to the finish line. Martin is worthy of being a time trial expert. Despite the heavy physical exertion in the early stage, he still finished the race in 35 minutes and 16 seconds, 9 seconds faster than Fromm.
Although Martin's score exceeded Fromm's, he still lost to Wiggins. Wiggins' score was 34 minutes and 44 seconds. He was also the only player other than Zhang Guan to enter within 35 points.
After the last Olympic champion Cancellara finished the race with a time of 36 minutes and 03 seconds, all participants also completed the race, and the London Olympics road cycling individual time trial also ended.
Zhang Guan won the championship with a time of 34 minutes and 10 seconds. British player Wiggins lost to Zhang Guan again after the road race and won the runner-up. The bronze medal was won by German player Martin.
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Sebastian climbed up from the pile of papers and stretched.
He raised his head and looked at the clock on the wall, and suddenly remembered that at this time, the individual time trial of road cycling had ended.
"Wiggins is very strong in the time trial, and he has the home court advantage this time, so he should have the best chance of winning the championship! It seems that our British team will add another gold medal!"
Sebastian felt happy when he thought of this. He picked up the remote control that had just been repaired and turned on the TV.
However, a face Sebastian least expected to see appeared on the TV.
"Zhang Guan! How come Zhang Guan appears on the TV screen and is still being interviewed by reporters?" Sebastian looked confused, and then he noticed a line of subtitles at the bottom of the screen.
Road cycling men's individual time trial champion!
"Champion? How is it possible? Did I read it correctly? Is the subtitle correct? Is Zhang Guan the champion? Absolutely impossible! I have already asked him to start first and become a sweeper. How can he still win the championship! "Sebastian couldn't believe this result. He quickly walked to the computer and started to check the personal time trial game data.
"Zhang Guan finished the race in 34 minutes and 10 seconds and was the first place! Wiggins finished second in 34 minutes and 44 seconds. He was a full 34 seconds slower than Zhang Guan! And Martin, who was third, was already in 35 It’s time to leave!” Sebastian gasped, finally accepting the fact that Zhang Guan won the first place.
"Wiggins, what are you doing? I have already asked Zhang Guan to start first, and you are still at home. This is equivalent to giving you a good hand! You can't even compare to Zhang Guan! It's a shame you started the Tour de France Where is the championship! You had the right time, place and people, and then lost by 34 seconds! I remember that the entire race was only 34 kilometers! You were able to lose by 34 seconds! You lost to Zhang Guan by 1 second in one kilometer! French Champion, why is there such a big difference! You are an unlucky guy!"
Sebastian couldn't help cursing Wiggins for not living up to expectations.
At this moment, Zhang Guan's voice came to mind again on the TV: "First of all, I would like to thank Mr. Sebastian, the chairman of the IAAF and the chairman of the British Olympic Organizing Committee, again!"
Sebastian raised his head when he heard Zhang Guan say his name.
"Actually, I was not planning to participate in cycling. After all, I am a track and field athlete, so I should be in the track and field competition. However, the IAAF restricted my participation in track and field competitions, so I can only participate in cycling. This is also what I am grateful for. Because of Mr. Sebastian, the President of the IAAF, if he had not restricted my participation in track and field events, I would not have participated in the cycling competition and would not have won this gold medal." Zhang Guan repeated this for several days. words before.
"In addition, I would also like to thank the organizing committee for taking special care of me. I was originally the seventh to start, but was inexplicably arranged to be the first to start. There was no player in front of me to stop me, so I could enjoy my life Give it your best!" Zhang Guan continued. The words "special care" were said very seriously by Zhang Guan, but the reporters at the scene could tell that there was something in Zhang Guan's words.
"I also congratulate the British cyclist Wiggins for winning the silver medal. Wiggins is one of the strongest cyclists I have ever seen. I am very excited to be able to beat him again! I think if I didn't compete, Wiggins would be the best cyclist." Si will definitely be able to win a gold medal for Britain!" Zhang Guan continued.
"Bang!" The angry Sebastian threw the remote control on the TV again. The newly repaired TV remote fell to the ground again, and then shattered...
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(End of chapter)