At 8:10 in the morning, the bald head forced the old minibus of Sucheng University to park in the old gymnasium in the city.
According to the arrangement of the organizer, the venue for the preliminary round is not the main venue where the opening ceremony is held, but the venue for the semi-finals and finals.
If the whole process is in the main venue, the maintenance cost is high, and the damaged venue cannot be repaired in time, which will cause great trouble to the game.
Therefore, all teams will be assigned to different venues, some are old gymnasiums in the early years, and some are rented private training grounds.
Opening the car door, Shao Zifeng and the others walked down. The cold wind in the morning made them shrink their necks unconsciously: "It seems that today's opponents are not strong."
"How do you know?" Hu Shiwu asked vaguely with the croissant in his mouth from the hotel.
Shao Zifeng looked at him with a smile: "If it is a strong team, the front of the gymnasium is not so deserted now."
"That's right."
Bald-headed Qiang, who had just had a big meal, looked much better. After he parked the car, he came to a few people: "Today our opponent is Yundu College of Arts in Yundu. There are many girls in this university, and the school officials It doesn't pay attention to actual combat, so the rankings in previous competitions are not very high."
After finishing speaking, the bald head held his portfolio and looked up at the rusted semi-circular gymnasium in front of him, a flash of reminiscence flashed in his eyes.
I think he and Yu Hong were young and frivolous back then, and they also sweated here.
Alas, how pure and shy Yu Hong was at that time, it was only half coaxing and half deceiving herself that she reluctantly agreed to exercise here.
But now
Bald-headed Qiang couldn't help shivering when he thought of his experience in the past few days.
The waist started to ache again.
"That's it?"
Shao Zifeng's indifferent voice pulled Bald Touqiang back from his memory. He turned his head and looked at Shao Zifeng puzzled: "Otherwise, what else could there be."
"You don't have any specific information about the other party?"
The bald head scratched his head, showing a simple and honest smile.
Shao Zifeng: . . .
Sure enough, there is no hope for him.
Then Shao Zifeng ignored him and walked towards the main entrance of the gymnasium.
As soon as he entered the main entrance, Shao Zifeng could smell the old and decadent smell in the hall.
The interior facilities of the gymnasium are relatively old, and the interior walls are yellow. From the faded dark red characters, it can be seen that this is the architectural style of the last century.
Walking through the aisle that is not long, what comes into sight is a rocky field the size of half a football field.
Obviously, the venue was temporarily modified for the preliminary round. The entire venue was directly covered with a thick layer of rock, which saves worry, money, and durability.
There were tall auditoriums around the venue, and the two schools at the end of the crane did not attract much attention to the competition, and the auditorium was a little deserted.
Do not!
It should be said that the audience supporting Sucheng University was relatively deserted.
On the other side of the auditorium sat dozens of girls, holding banners in their hands, shouting slogans uniformly under the leadership of the team leader.
This is all to support Yundu College of Arts. After all, this is their home court. No matter how good or bad the results are, the college has to express something.
"You guys go to the preparation area for a rest first, I'll go to the management staff here to register." Bald Touqiang left this sentence and hurriedly ran to the office of the person in charge of the preliminary competition in the gymnasium.
On the other side of the venue, the girls from Yundu College of Arts loosened up a lot after shouting the slogan. They either slumped on the chair and closed their eyes to take a nap or lowered their heads to play with their mobile phones. Many of them were forced to come to support. , somewhat dissatisfied.
"Hey, have you found it? Has anyone announced the competition time and venue of Sucheng University?"
Some girls with baby fat seem to be afraid of the cold. Their petite bodies are shrunk in their down jackets, revealing only their cute little heads. She frowns shallowly and keeps urging her companions.
Because the competition venue is limited, each college participating in the preliminary round is staggered according to the time period, and only needs to arrive at the venue half an hour before the competition.
In this way, it is more convenient to clean up the venue after the game, and it also allows the spectators to have time to rush to the next venue after watching the game.
Generally, this kind of game information is arranged internally, and then the participating teams decide whether to disclose it or not.
Of course, those who do this kind of operation to increase their popularity are colleges with higher rankings, because even if the ranking is low, no one will watch it even if it is announced.
Over time, colleges and universities with low rankings are too lazy to announce the news of the competition. After all, it is not good to lose the competition.
Shao Zifeng and the others didn't talk about it. It was purely because he arrived at the arena that he knew which academy his opponent was. If he knew the competition information in advance, Hu Shiwu would definitely be restless.
"Don't rush, don't rush, many sisters are asking about it on the forum, but most of them are false information. After going there, they rushed to nothing." It was a quiet girl in a black down jacket who was playing with her mobile phone. Her ponytail, and from time to time she raised her hands, which were red with cold, and breathed.
Like her companions, she belongs to the late stage of Yan control who gathers the three views and follows the five senses.
Ever since I saw Shao Zifeng and the others in the video, the hearts of the two restless girls have never been quiet.
This time, I had negotiated with the sisters of the "Sucheng University Yan Zhi Support Group" to sweep all the stadiums together and try to see their husband's game.
But it didn't work out, and he was pulled in early in the morning to help the girls in his school.
The quiet girl glanced at the school team members off the field and pouted.
What a beautiful girl.
Little brother, they are not fragrant.
At this moment, Shao Zifeng and the others entered the gymnasium and walked towards the preparation area on the periphery of the field. The fat baby girl with her neck shrunk in the down jacket widened her eyes. She didn't care about the cold anymore. She stretched out her hand and grabbed her companion's sleeve. His face flushed with excitement.
"Don't make trouble." The quiet girl nudged her best friend with her shoulder and continued to look at the phone screen seriously.
Baby Fatty stretched out another hand, grabbed her best friend's arm and shook it: "Susu"
"Oh, I told you not to make trouble and called me by my name." The quiet girl named Susu raised her head impatiently, but she was stunned when she saw her girlfriend's expression.
Then he followed his girlfriend's gaze and looked over.
"Aah!!!! Fengfeng!! Mom loves you!!!!"
The girl who was so excited that she broke her voice screamed loudly regardless, and the high-pitched voice echoed in the empty gymnasium.
Shao Zifeng paused when he heard the words, turned his head to look at the girl whose face was flushed and kept jumping up and waving to him, the corner of his mouth twitched.
Suddenly I don't envy Qiuqiu anymore.
Why does the current young lady like being someone else's mother so much
"Fortunately there is no male mother here"
"Fengfeng!!! Where is Fengfeng? Mom is here!!!"
Before he could finish speaking, a familiar big man suddenly stood up among the young ladies across from him. His strong muscles made the down jacket bulge, and his rough voice continued in the gym for a long time.
Shao Zifeng's face was stiff, and he really wanted to slap himself.
Thanks to "HESP" for the tip
(End of this chapter)