"I'm coming!"
"Another team came out. There were so many on the last day, and they were all stuck in time."
"Hmph, I really don't know why I stayed in there for so long? It seems like I can get one more point if I stay for one more minute."
"Yeah, at the end of the day, it's still not two or three hundred points, haha."
There was a buzzing sound of discussion in the crowded first-floor hall of the gymnasium.
These students all came out of the arsenal.
But they did not leave the gym first. Even after 3 to 5 days of miserable life in the armory, where they could not eat well or sleep well, they still did not want to return to the hotel to rest, but chose to stay here. .
Why
Because the game scores change in real time.
When each team comes out, the loot will be counted on the spot and the total score will be calculated.
There is still half a day before the end of the game, and the three teams ranked sixth, seventh and eighth overall are on tenterhooks.
While waiting anxiously, these students were doing nothing but collecting information.
They know very well that at least three seed teams have not yet come out, and there are also several good teams that have not come out yet.
When Jiang Xiao's team walked out of the blocked east room on the first floor, the hall on the first floor suddenly exploded.
Some of the students looked excited, some were full of expectations, and some were anxious and worried.
But after all, there are only a small number of teams entering the semi-finals, only 8 teams. In comparison, the majority of teams are watching and booing.
It seems that the Chinese people’s habit of watching the excitement cannot be changed.
"It's done, it's done, you're done, haha, this is the great team from Jiangbin No. 1 Middle School." A male student laughed and looked at the team from Petroleum No. 10 Middle School, currently ranked eighth.
The two men and two women of the Petroleum No. 10 Middle School team looked nervous and seemed to have a trace of fantasy. After hearing these gossips around them, the team members suddenly became unhappy and replied: "What are you calling for? I'm afraid you don't even get 100 points." Got it? Are you here to gloat?"
"100 points? Haha, yes, I just got 100 points. What's wrong? What's the use of you getting 300 points? It's the same as me getting 100 points. I can't enter the semi-finals and I can't get any rewards, hahahaha."
"Shut up right now! Are you looking for a beating?"
The students of Petroleum No. 10 Middle School were already nervous, but they were ridiculed and teased by such people. They couldn't control their anger and were ready to take action.
"Hey! Calm down!" A boy hurriedly stepped forward, opened his arms, and pushed the students from Petroleum No. 10 Middle School back. "Ignore these foul-mouthed bitches. If you start fighting here, you will not be participating at all. Qualified."
The people in Petroleum No. 10 Middle School suddenly came to their senses. It was too dangerous and almost caused a catastrophe.
Even if your own team does not enter the semi-finals in the end, once they start fighting here, it will have a negative impact on the school and yourself. Do you still want to represent the school in subsequent games
People all over the country are watching, so we must not be impulsive.
The four students from No. 10 Middle School calmed down and looked at the people in front of them. Only then did they realize that the people helping them were actually people from the same city, shield warriors from Petroleum No. 23 Middle School.
Petroleum No. 23 Middle School is currently ranked fourth, with a total of 610 points.
The honor of Beijiang Oil City probably falls on them.
"So many people?" Li Weiwei looked at the crowded hall and walked in front of the team, looking quite wary.
On earth, fighting is legally responsible.
But in this situation, if anyone dares to touch his loot, he can really fight with him!
The rematch not only means rewards, but also qualifications to enter the national league.
What's going on with the event organizer
Why make the scoring area look like a vegetable market
"Quiet, quiet! Everyone, get out of the way!" Several staff members were sitting behind the table on the east side of the hall, shouting loudly with microphones.
Students backed off to either side, leaving a path to the scorer's table.
Jiang Xiao looked strange, as if he was attending a wedding.
Well,
The staff member sitting behind the scorer's table looked very much like the person who wrote the etiquette at a wedding, except that there was a peanut, melon seed and fruit plate on the table.
The students on both sides of the aisle looked like people coming to congratulate a newlywed.
Although most of them had fake smiles on their faces, pretending to welcome them, pretending to congratulate them on their safe return.
But Jiang Xiao knows that their hearts are very complicated. Some are envious, jealous, full of expectations, resentful, and even waiting to see a joke.
Isn't this exactly like a wedding
Jiang Xiao slowed down, took Xia Yan's slender hand beside him, and strode forward.
Xia Yan looked at Jiang Xiao doubtfully, thinking he was going to say something.
But I heard a familiar melody,
A simple sentence, but it made the team members confused.
I only heard Jiang Xiao humming the rhythm of the wedding march: "dǎng~dāng~dāng~dāng~"
Xia Yan stopped.
Um
Why don't you leave
Jiang Xiao turned to look at Xia Yan,
Yo? Shy
impossible,
I told you a long time ago that I wanted to straighten you up, but you fell down before I even exerted any force
While playing around, everyone came to the scoreboard and saw a few lines of information on the list:
"The first place is 960 points, Jiacheng No. 1."
"300 points for the tenth place, and Petroleum hits the top ten."
One of the members of the Petroleum No. 10 Middle School lamented: "Hey, forget it, don't have any unrealistic illusions, we can't make it to the semi-finals."
"Don't give up, they don't have much loot."
"Haha, have you forgotten the Snow God? That god-level figure with thirty star slots? She has space star skills."
"That's enough, you idiot! There are gold-grade star skills in the Nebula period, and you can't let anyone live anymore."
"There are several people with gold-level star skills in this competition. Nima Bi spends money like water. They don't regard money as money at all. They just pile it up with money."
“Poverty limits my imagination.”
"Poverty also limits my strength."
"This world is not fair! Not fair!"
"Yes! Damn it, rich people should die!"
Amidst the buzzing discussion, the players of Jiacheng No. 1 Middle School looked nervous. They were not in danger of being eliminated, but they had another kind of nervousness.
First place in the provincial league, even first place in the preliminary round, is enough to give the school face! What an honor is this
Regardless of their final ranking or what kind of rewards they receive, if they can get first place in the preliminary round, will the rewards be less after they return to school
"Don't worry, Xiaowu, we encountered a racial war, and we only got 960 points by such a big chance. They have no racing points, so they won't pose any threat to us." A girl with short ear-length hair He spoke.
The male student known as "Little Five" rubbed his hands nervously. The next moment, he heard bursts of exclamations.
Han Jiangxue waved his hand casually, and the spaces beside him overlapped layer by layer.
The gold product* is shattered into pieces!
Space star skills, even if you look at the whole of China, are rare among the rare. Today, this group of children who have not yet graduated finally saw it up close!
What amazed the students even more was that Li Weiwei pulled out bundles of yellow weapons one after another from the space.
"Gudu." Xiao Wu swallowed and frantically counted the number of yellow weapons.
The girl with short hair also stiffened her face, and after dozens of seconds, she said, "It's okay, there are only over 60 weapons, which is only 600 points."
"ah!"
"Oh my God!"
"Idiot!"
Amidst the sounds of shocked sighs and clatters, the short-haired girl completely stopped talking.
In front of the scorer's table, Xia Yan grabbed the bottom of her military bag and shook it up and down, causing medals to spill out one after another.
There are at least thirty or forty pieces!
This is not only a gain from Xia Yan's team, but also stolen from Gao Junwei's team.
The students were all stunned, almost stunned by the large number of medals.
They never dreamed that they would see such a large number of medals.
Are ape ghosts so easy to kill
Are you kidding us
A full 41 medals? That’s over a thousand points
The medals alone are enough for you to take first place, and there are more than 60 weapons over there!
The short-haired girl had a bitter look on her face and was completely speechless. No matter how optimistic she was, the facts were here.
Xiao Wu shook his head helplessly. This first time was completely hopeless.
"Hey!" Jiang Xiao suddenly slapped his forehead, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.
I saw Jiang Xiao reaching into his pocket and digging around.
Under everyone's curious eyes, he took out two large red medals.
This is a large red medal produced by the Monkey King!
"I'm sorry, is this still a human being?"
"The red medal of the Ape Ghost King? 300 points each?"
"They can actually kill the Monkey King? Am I not dreaming?"
"What else are you playing with? Can I withdraw from the game?"
"You don't have to withdraw from the game, you won't be able to enter the semi-finals even with your score."
"you shut up!"
“One red medal is enough to catch up to tenth place.”
"How many points did they get?"
"It's more than 2,000. It directly raised the first place score to 2,000+."
(End of chapter)