Students participating in the national team trials are all managed uniformly.
Although I can't control what time I wake up and wash up, I have clear instructions on what time I eat.
At 7:20 in the morning, Jiang Xiao finished washing, followed Zhao Wenlong out of the room, and went to the west restaurant on the first floor of the hotel for dinner.
Jiang Xiao eats breakfast in this restaurant every day. Compared with the noisy atmosphere before, now there are only a few people in the huge restaurant.
After all, there are only 16 contestants and leading teachers left in the hotel. If nothing else happens, there will only be 10 contestants left after today.
Jiang Xiao took the dinner plate and placed a piece of date cake, a potato pancake, a drawer of steamed buns, two boiled eggs, two side dishes, one cold and one hot, at the front of the cafeteria, and then scooped up a bowl happily. Soy milk.
Fang Xingyun and Hou were obviously not here, and they didn't know if they had finished eating or if they hadn't gotten up yet.
Jiang Xiao saw a familiar figure and walked over with a plate: "Is your appetite okay?"
Xing Yan raised his head, and there was still broken egg yolk on his mouth. The mouth full of food made him not choose to speak, but "hum".
Jiang Xiao looked at the pile of egg shells in front of his desk and couldn't help but feel his scalp numb!
Stone hammer!
Chicken Terminator!
This man ate so many unhatched chicks!
"Are you too cruel?" Jiang Xiao looked at the pile of egg shells and continued, "Don't you know you need to dip your eggs in sauce?"
Xing Yan: "."
On the side, Zhao Wenlong also sat at the table with a plate. The life of a retired veteran cadre made Jiang Xiao's scalp numb again.
On Zhao Wenlong's plate were two pastries, a fried egg, and a plate of vegetables. He also held the cup of tea he had made in his hand.
Please respect your star warrior profession! You exercise so much every day, so you only eat this much
Look at Xingyan! This is called a real man! Look at the finished braised pork rice bowl, look at the empty steamed bun basket!
You Zhao Wenlong
Next to Jiang Xiao, a beautiful figure suddenly sat down.
Yo? Isn't this the tree goddess
Jiang Xiao glanced at her curiously. Boys like Jiang Xiao and Xing Yan were reluctant to sit next to each other, so the three people on the table were spread out. Xin Aian was petite and didn't take up much space. Jiang Xiao didn't say anything.
The key is, if the girl sits here and Jiang Xiao moves away with the plate, it might not be good.
"If the top eight meet, just show off. I will admit defeat." Xin Aian held chopsticks in her white and tender hands and stirred the red and spicy-looking beef noodles in front of her table.
"Oh." Jiang Xiao thought for a while and agreed, "Okay."
When Jiang Xiao thinks of Xin Aian, the color green comes to mind, which doesn't match the red beef noodle she is eating.
Xin Aian turned to look at Zhao Wenlong with a searching look on his face.
Zhao Wenlong nodded very cooperatively: "I know."
Xin Aian smiled politely, then lowered his head to eat the powder.
Click click click.
On the side, Xing Yan, who had been ignored, crushed another hard-boiled egg.
Afterwards, the foursome did not communicate much. Jiang Xiao had breakfast, went back to the house and rested for a while. At 7:50, he went downstairs to gather, and together with the team members, took a bus to the People's Stadium.
Today's protagonist is not the top eight. Although the top eight also have competitions, the battle in the loser group is the highlight of today.
Among the eight players in the loser group, the top two will be selected as substitutes and entered into the ten-man national team roster. Everything will be announced today.
The starting eight have obviously been determined, but qualifying still has to continue. During breakfast, Xin Aian's words clearly meant that she didn't want to fight hard. After all, she had already obtained the starting position, and she didn't care about her ranking in the team.
If nothing else, some people should have the same idea as Xin Aian, and they don't care about these so-called rankings.
Among these eight people, without exception, they all care about winning or losing.
After all, they are star warriors, and they are eight people who have been killed across the country. It is impossible for them to have a high desire to win.
Maybe before the game, they were thinking about following the rules of the competition, pretending, and going through the selection process, but when they actually fight, they may get angry.
The students took their seats one by one under the leadership of their respective leading teachers. Then, the six-year-old child pouted and was picked up again.
It is worth mentioning that after entering the quarterfinals, the top eight players had their numbers changed, from 1 to 8 in the order of promotion.
The last eight did not change their numbers, they will compete for No. 9 and No. 10.
Instead, Jiang Xiao and others became "hot field" students. After the introduction by the staff, everyone also knew the process of today's competition:
The top four will be determined first in the winner's group, and then the top four will be determined in the loser's group.
The top two teams will be determined from the winning group, and the top two teams will be determined from the losing group.
When we reach this point, the ten-man roster of the national team is basically determined, but the winner group and the loser group have their own competition for the championship and the second place. The top player in the winner group will be awarded the title of captain of the national team. The first place in the loser group will get the number 9.
What is really meaningful is the title "Captain of the National Team", the 2nd to 10th names are the same.
Once you become the captain, your status will be different. It's not that the resources will be tilted to a great extent. At least it will be difficult to bypass the national team captain through various interviews and exposures about the team.
This is great publicity for your school and even your hometown, and will increase your personal and school influence.
Just imagine, among a group of great gods from the Imperial and Magic Capitals, a student from the Great Zang Xingwu suddenly emerged and became the captain of the national team in this individual competition. You can imagine people's reactions.
It is estimated that Southwest Xingwu University will not be very happy with Xin Aian's idea, so Xin Aian also said that he would pretend and then admit defeat.
Jiang Xiao is different. He can wander as he pleases. If the sky falls, Hou Mingming and Zhao Wenlong will be there to support him. If he can't get the captain, he won't be able to rely on Jiang Xiao.
"No. 1!" The staff member took the table tennis ball from the child's hand, twisted it open, and announced loudly.
Xie Yan raised his right hand high, clenched it into a fist, and the black fist belt was tight.
Jiang Xiao leaned on his knees with his elbows, clenched his hands, rested his chin on his fists, and looked like he was praying. He muttered in detail: "Zhao Wenlong! Zhao Wenlong! Zhao Wenlong!"
Zhao Wenlong:? ?
Hou Mingming raised the corner of his mouth slightly. In fact, many people here wanted to see this match. One black and one white. The fight between two boxing masters must be quite exciting!
The staff member took the table tennis ball from the child's hand, twisted it open, and raised it high: "No. 3!"
Jiang Xiao:? ?
"Haha!" Zhao Wenlong couldn't help laughing. Jiang Xiao was the third one to advance, and his current number is No. 3.
Jiang Xiao looked confused.
Did I milk myself
Hou Mingming on the side is not happy. From the top 32 to now, he still hasn't met Jiang Xiao
"Damn it." Hou Mingming shook his hand fiercely, with an unhappy look on his face.
Seeing such a scene, Jiang Xiao felt much better. He stood up and raised his right hand to show that he had no objection.
The staff signaled the children to continue drawing table tennis balls. Jiang Xiao lowered his head and looked at the extremely dissatisfied Hou Mingming. He put his hand on Hou Mingming's shoulder and whispered softly:
"If you want it but can't get it, why don't you live."
Hou Mingming raised his head and looked at Jiang Xiao's ugly face. He couldn't help but take a deep breath to calm down the turbulent emotions in his heart.
Speaking of which, why does this kid speak with an accent
Is this a lyric
"You enter the semi-finals for me!" Hou Mingming said coldly.
Jiang Xiao sat down and grinned: "That's right, Xie Yan's strength is outrageous! I can't beat him."
Hou Mingming's body trembled a little, he clenched his fists and squeezed out one word from between his teeth: "Cry!"
"You are so unreasonable." Jiang Xiao crossed his legs leisurely, "I am a man of steel, with a strong will and a resolute heart. How can I cry casually?"
"Jiang! Xiao! Pi!" Hou Mingming turned to look at Jiang Xiao and squeezed out a sentence through his teeth.
"No. 2!" The staff member's voice came from below.
Hou Mingming could only stand up and raise his right hand high, but he kept looking down at Jiang Xiao, his face covered with frost.
"Hey, eighth is pretty good, I'm satisfied~"
Jiang Xiao said, leaning back comfortably, and even reached out and patted the giant blade on the right side, as if coaxing the baby to sleep: "You must be tired too, in life, don't rush into everything, Stop occasionally to look at the surrounding scenery and appreciate the wild grass and flowers at your feet.”
Appreciating weeds and wildflowers is the coolest thing
"Pfft" Zhao Wenlong couldn't stand such serious remarks, so he couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.
"number 6!"
Zhao Wenlong:? ?
No. 6 is Zhao Wenlong’s number.
Civil War in the Imperial Capital Star Martial Arts!
Later, Mingming and Zhao Wenlong met again!
Hou Mingming immediately pointed the finger at Zhao Wenlong.
Okay, this is also a very powerful opponent. It is acceptable to fight Zhao Wenlong instead of Jiang Xiao.
"No 4!"
Ember stood up.
"Fight against No. 8!"
Wu Xiaojing raised her right hand high.
Tsk tsk, another set of love and hate~
The remaining two people automatically become opponents, No. 7 Fan Ren versus No. 5 Xin Aian.
Staff: "Please bring on the first group of competitors!"
Jiang Xiao stood up with the giant blade and quickly left this land of right and wrong. Facts have proved that the place where there is Hou Mingming is the place where Jiang Xiao is right and wrong.
Over there, the silent Xie Yan also walked onto the field.
"Both players prepare!" the referee shouted.
Xie Yan's body instantly bloomed with a huge fist star map, and black flames were burning on the clenched fist.
Jiang Xiao was stunned for a moment. Was he expressing his attitude
Is this silent beast going to try its best to fight like a normal game? Does he want the captaincy
"Jiang Xiaopi! Be serious! Enter the semi-finals!" Hou Mingming stood up from the audience and roared angrily.
"Hey" Jiang Xiao grinned. He didn't want to be the captain, nor did he want to become a little crybaby.
"Start!" the referee yelled.
At the command, Xie Yan's body suddenly tilted, obviously trying to avoid the blessing. And he seemed to realize that he would be silenced, so the black flames did not burn on his body.
But what surprised Xie Yan was that Jiang Xiao did not attack.
Xie Yan's brows furrowed slightly, and he rarely spoke, his voice a little gloomy: "If you don't fight, you will admit defeat."
"It's impossible to admit defeat. It's impossible to admit defeat in this life." Jiang Xiao said.
If the other party is so serious, is this a rare opportunity for sparring? Is this a boxing master
Jiang Xiao thought for a while. His hand-to-hand combat had not been upgraded for a long time. He had been stuck at Silver 9. If he had a life-and-death fight with an expert, would he go further
Anyway, it doesn't matter whether you win or lose. If you can pass the golden level in this battle, wouldn't it be a huge profit
After all, regular sparring is different from a life-and-death fight. According to Xie Yan's state, he should be able to inspire his fists and kicks to advance, right
Thinking of this, Jiang Xiao hooked his hand at Xie Yan: "Come."
Xie Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, his body ignited with blazing black fire, and he quickly rushed over.
"Oh, that's not okay. I only eat sweet things, not bitter ones." Jiang Xiao murmured. Seeing Xie Yan approaching, Jiang Xiao fell silent and threw him away.
Directly extinguished the black flames on Xie Yan's body.
Xie Yan looked solemn, looking at Jiang Xiao who was motionless, neither crying nor blessing. Xie Yan seemed to have realized something. Is this kid going to compete with him in skills? Disable star skills
To everyone's surprise, Xie Yan, who was supposed to be in unbearable pain and blood surged from being hit by silence, actually raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a smile
Xie Yan clenched his fists and walked out of the silent realm, but did not use any star skills. He just kept shaking his body from side to side, his figure erratic, and quickly approached Jiang Xiao.
Jiang Xiao's next reaction shocked everyone. Jiang Xiao slammed the giant blade into the ground, assumed a standard fighting style, and charged forward!
Competing with the master? Is this kid risking his life
As soon as the giant blade is inserted, silence increases!
Winning fourth and losing eighth
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