Five Hundred and Eleven
April 30.
People's Stadium in Xudu City, Central Plains Province.
The top 32 teams from all over the country gathered together, and under the leadership of their respective team leaders, they sat in a small area of the auditorium on the north side.
The national team trials are really "secret". Whether it is the previous preliminaries or the semi-finals that will be held today, only the participating students and staff are present. Whether it is reporters or spectators, they are all turned away.
The top 32 contestants, plus their teachers leading the team, totaled no more than 50 people, plus dozens of on-site staff, the huge stadium seemed extraordinarily empty.
But it is this deserted small-scale competition that will soon determine the 10-man squad for the national team.
Today is the first round of the round of 16, with a total of 16 games.
The competition system and rules are simple and outrageous, exactly the same as the World Cup individual competition: knockout.
Winning or losing is determined in a game, the winner is promoted, and the loser is eliminated.
It's simple and even a bit cruel. If there is no accident, after two rounds of knockout rounds, the top eight players will be determined. These eight players will represent China in the World Cup.
However, it is said that there are also two substitute places. Those players who failed to directly enter the top eight still have the opportunity to fight for the remaining two places. Although they are substitutes, they are also included in the national team's ten-man roster.
Leaving aside these things, leaving aside the idea of being a substitute, Jiang Xiao is only two games away from becoming a full-fledged national player.
With two more wins, Jiang Xiao will be one step closer to his ultimate goal!
In the auditorium, Hou Mingming sat next to Jiang Xiao, gently bumped Jiang Xiao's shoulder with his shoulder, and said, "I heard that you participated in an exclusive interview yesterday, and it was an exclusive interview with Yang Ma and an interview with the host Ye Xunyang." .”
Jiang Xiao's gaze was fixed on the green lawn, to be exact, on a 6-year-old child.
This child is probably the only spectator in this competition, and he also plays an extremely important role. The top 32 students and both sides of the battle will be drawn out of the small box by this child himself.
Jiang Xiao didn't know where this kid came from, was he the son of some big man?
Or... children just symbolize innocence and hope?
After hearing Mingming's question,
Jiang Xiao nodded and said, "Well, yes, she interviewed me for two hours, and finally told me that she would only cut 20 minutes."
After Mingming heard the words, there was a hint of admiration in the words: "Ye Xunyang is one of the best hostesses in the new generation, and her "People" interview is not something that ordinary people can get."
"Oh." Jiang Xiao said casually, "I don't watch TV very much, but I do know her. She once hosted my national competition. I didn't know she developed so well."
Beside Jiang Xiao's left hand side, Zhao Wenlong said, "She is the first of the four small female roles promoted by CCTV, and she will be featured in all major competitions in the future. Maybe she will be the leading female role in the future."
Yo huh?
Men Qing?
Jiang Xiao forgot that he doesn't watch TV, but Master Zhao beside him is a loyal fan of TV.
Zhao Wenlong looked at Jiang Xiao with a smile, and said, "You haven't realized the value of this "People" interview. No matter what achievements you have made, this interview is enough for you to enter thousands of households."
Jiang Xiao curled his lips: "Why do you walk into thousands of households? I don't want to be a star."
Unexpectedly, Hou Mingming seemed to be particularly interested in Jiang Xiao, and asked, "When did she say it will be broadcast?"
"Uh..." Jiang Xiao scratched his head, "Whether to broadcast or not depends on my grades. She said, if I enter the national team, I will broadcast it, and if I don't, I won't broadcast it."
Hou Mingming: "..."
Zhao Wenlong: "..."
so real?
Jiang Xiao said weakly: "When I heard this sentence, my reaction was exactly the same as yours now. She was smiling very happily. She must be joking, and she didn't reveal too much."
"Number 07." The host's voice suddenly came from the microphone.
I saw a six-year-old child standing in front of a glass display box in the green field, his little hands scrambling among the ping-pong balls in the transparent glass box, and grabbed another ball.
The staff half-knelt beside the child, took the ping-pong ball, unscrewed it, and said to the audience in front of them, "No. 81."
"Oh! The King of Soldiers in Southern Hunan is singled out against the King of the Southwest!"
"Wow, is it so exciting?"
"The first game was so explosive? Both of them should be eligible to enter the ten-man roster, right?"
"Hehe, don't underestimate yourself. Who is there who doesn't have the strength to enter the big list?"
"That's what I love to hear."
"It's just..."
In Jiang Xiao's line of sight, he saw two tall figures. Under the call of the staff, he stood up and raised his hand to signal that there was no problem and he could participate in the competition.
Of course, you better have no problem...
This world is full of magical star power and star skills, so colds, fevers, and diarrhea can be relieved and cured. This is not a reason or an excuse. If you simply refuse to compete, or have personal matters, you may be directly kicked out.
Jiang Xiao also saw the familiar figure No. 81, the Southwest heads-up king—Xing Yan!
This two-meter-tall bald man earned his name by swiping the huge ax in his hand, and he was also nicknamed "Punishment God" among the people.
Tall and strong body, chunky muscles, fierce temperament, beast-like eyes... Just by looking at it, it seems that you can see the overflowing male hormones.
real man! real man!
No one has any doubts about his strength. In fact, in the online voting, Xing Yan firmly occupies a seat in the national team, and even broke into the top three.
The voice of the staff continued: "No. 59!"
The child is obviously very smart, this time he grabbed the ball, and instead of handing it to the staff, he unscrewed it by himself with a smile.
"Wow!"
"Whoo~"
"Lottery lottery!" Buzzing voices rang out immediately, there was really a group of people who watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal. When the 59th came out, it was obviously more shocking than Xingshen just now.
because......
Zhao Wenlong beside Jiang Xiao stood up and raised his right fist high.
A single-handed master from Xingwu, the imperial capital!
The well-deserved seed player in the eyes of the world!
"Number 08!" The staff shouted again.
"Fuck!"
"Wow!"
As soon as No. 8 came out, the auditorium completely exploded, and it was another soldier king from the Shonan Military Academy! ?
What kind of hand is this child? Draw two Shonan Bing Kings in a row?
You know, in the World Cup individual competition, the Shonan Military Academy has produced the most achievements, and produced 2 World Cup champion students! And the Shonan Military Academy is also the most powerful among the mighty ones. Every ten-member roster has soldiers kings. As a result, Emperor Capital Xingwu and Shonan Military Academy met in the first round of the top 32?
When two tigers meet, there is only one.
It's brutal...but also exciting!
In the auditorium on the side, a young man in green camouflage stood up and raised his right hand, expressing that he had no objection.
Children obviously like the feeling of being paid attention to, and the more they smoke, the happier they are. The little hand quickly grabs another ball and twists it away...
Staff: "Number 09!"
Everyone: "..."
Shonan Military Academy again!
She is also the only female soldier Zhu Fengyu in the trio!
In front of the auditorium, beside the young man in camouflage uniform, a petite figure stood up and shouted, "You're messing up the ball!"
It doesn't seem to matter whether it's agitated or not? At the beginning, there was already a lot of turmoil. In the transparent glass box full of table tennis balls, there seemed to be no rules at all?
In the dark, there is God's will.
The child pursed his mouth, and poked his small arms in. He fiddled with the ping pong balls, and finally grabbed one casually.
Staff: "Number 57."
"Haha, the regiment is destroyed! We are about to witness the Shonan Military Academy being destroyed by the regiment in the first round! Are we afraid we are going to witness history? Haha!"
"What is Tuan Mie? No. 57 is not Hou Mingming, it's Jiang Xiaopi!"
"Well, it's okay, at least the Shonan Military Academy can ensure that one of them enters the top 16."
"Hehe, did you think Jiang Xiaopi was weak? Are you afraid that you forgot who brought you into the top 32?"
"If it weren't for Jiang Xiaopi, at least half of the people in this case would have gone home."
"It's true to say that, but if you were allowed to choose your opponent, who would you choose? I'm afraid more than half of the people will choose Jiang Xiaopi..."
"..."
Jiang Xiao stood up, raised his right hand, but looked at Zhu Fengyu.
This short-haired girl is a little spider crawling around on the wall. Although she is petite, she looks quite sweet, and has the same beautiful abs as Xia Yan, which left a deep impression on Jiang Xiao.
Four years of military school career did not seem to change Zhu Yuyu's mischievous character, she turned to Jiang Xiao with her small hands in the shape of megaphones and shouted: "Little poisonous milk, don't get mad, you have to be gentle. …”
Take it easy?
To a woman?
Hehe, is that my character?
Lianxiang Xiyu which bath? never heard of that......
Jiang Xiao looked at her beautiful face with a slightly teasing look, and said, "I like Dali, and Dali works miracles!"
Zhu Fengyu: "..."
Jiang Xiao: "You should work harder too, it doesn't feel like it's too light."
Zhu Fengyu:? ? ?
Fuck?
Is this kid trying to test something?
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The plot of the ninth volume is about to unfold, Yu is going to work hard, open the update mode, and try to make it more comfortable for everyone to watch, starting from tomorrow!
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