Chapter 57 Competition Group

It was not until I arrived at Peking University nearly two hours later that the car was still quiet and surprising. Unlike the other three cars, the car Pan Hongsheng was sitting in was not smelling of gunpowder, and a group of youthful and energetic young children were not as angry as frosted eggplants.

Following a group of people to take the school bus of Peking University to the gymnasium, Pan Hongsheng looked left and right to find the shadow of Zhang Bowen, and finally found the dog in the middle back position. His face was calm and did not look like a student at all. He looked much older than Pan Hongsheng.

"Who are you looking for? Smiling at the back?" Looking at Pan Hongsheng looking back from time to time, Yang Yaqi looked at the people behind her curiously, and then asked in surprise.

"My classmate, sit in the last part." Pan Hongsheng said with a smile. Naturally, Zhang Bowen also saw Pan Hongsheng. The child squeezed his eyebrows and continued to pretend to be a tall man.

"This is arranged according to the qualifying competition. Let's sit in the fifth row, which is the second tier." Yang Yaqi looked at it again and then said to Pan Hongsheng.

"Didn't our school not participate in the competition in the past two years? How can I get the second echelon? Pan Hongsheng asked with some surprise.

Listening to Pan Hongsheng's words, Yang Yaqi was stunned for a moment and then sighed gently.

Two years ago, not to mention the first echelon, the people of the whole Communication University did not have to participate in this selection competition at all. All the competitions were selected from other schools, and they were completely led by Yang Yajie as the captain to lead the team to participate in the China-South Korea friendly match.

Two years ago, it was not too much to say that Communication University had changed, but since Yang Yajie was paralyzed, this university has become a toothless tiger. The world is getting old. Now Yang Yaqi is very excited to give a second echelon, otherwise it is likely to be arranged to the third echelon or even the fourth echelon at the end.

Listening to Yang Yaqi's words, Pan Hongsheng nodded and didn't say anything. She just quietly listened to the Peking University teacher who was explaining in the center.

"This competition is still as usual. Each student is divided into four groups according to the order in which they took the car before. Each group will compete, and two players who are qualified are selected. After training, they will be tested!"

Pan Hongsheng listened to the teacher's words, frowned and asked, "According to the previous four cars, I'm afraid the level is different. Will there be any tricks in it?"

He is not afraid that someone will deal with him, but he feels that this distribution method does not seem to have a definite and objective understanding of everyone's strength.

"It has lasted for many years. The level of all the people who take over is actually not much different. As long as they are particularly excellent, they can definitely be selected, and many of them are veteran players. Naturally, these teachers and experts have an understanding of strength." Yang Yaqi explained.

Indeed, they are all a group of kids in their early twenties. If there are really two places with particularly strong strength, and they have to be screened again after participating in the training. In the end, only five people can be selected to participate in the competition and another captain can be selected.

"Now everyone is clear about the grouping. If there is nothing to do, you can take a break and play the game. There are only two games today. Those who want to go back to the dormitory at night can go directly to the dormitory. If you don't want to go back, our school also has a hostel, which saves a lot of time. Now each group is free to arrange!" The teacher standing in the center patted his hands and then left directly.

According to the grouping of cars, Pan Hongsheng quickly found the driver who was hanging his previous car. The drivers of the Peking University school bus took their classmates in their cars to different stadiums, and Pan Hongsheng and they were in the No. 1 gymnasium.

I have to say that Pan Hongsheng did create a lot of impulse before. Many students looked at Pan Hongsheng with vigilance and were not very friendly. However, Pan Hongsheng obviously didn't care about the views of these people. He followed by a beautiful female secretary with a villainous face and walked slowly at the end. It will be in minutes to the stadium.

"Everyone can find a place to do it!" As soon as Pan Hongsheng came in, he heard a rough voice. He watched many people sit down directly with a cushion, curled their mouths and pulled Yang Yaqi to sit on the ground.

"You have a total of 16 people in the competition, and you can choose the last two qualified players three times. Is there a problem?" The rough voice continued. Pan Hongsheng narrowed his eyes and looked at it, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

In Pan Hongsheng's view, there are only a few people who practice martial arts in this society. At least in the whole Jinjiang, except for those who can be regarded as big snorks like Su Haibo Xu Rock, only Gao's martial arts school, who make a living by practicing martial arts, will choose the difficult road of martial arts practice, and the man talking in front of him is obviously a practitioner, and from Pan Hong It seems that this person's strength is obviously around the middle of the gas refining god, which is one line higher than Zhang Bowen.

However, the young man realized that it is easy to get worse if he doesn't find something that can shock the scene. At least this can make many people honest, and the teacher can stop it in case of any fight.

"In the game, you are not allowed to use weapons. Until now, if I see the dead hand, I will be disqualified directly." The man continued to say that a national character's face was full of seriousness, and he seemed to be a soldier and spoke rigorously.

The man glanced at the crowd and then said slowly, "My name is Zhang Guozhong. This time, your coach, including the subsequent training, is also arranged by me. If you think it is unfair, you can complain to me directly. Next, sixteen people who participated in the competition stand up and draw lots!"

It seems that except for Pan Hongsheng, everyone knows the strength of this man named Zhang Guozhong very well. They stood up submissively one by one. Even Su Hailong and non-mainstream boys, who had a careless face before, kept a low profile. They lowered their heads and led the notes directly back to their positions, and then looked at the number in their hands and clenched them in their hands. Li.

Pan Hongsheng also took one with the big stream. He looked at No. 7 in his hand and raised his eyebrows. Then the old god sat down and stuffed the serial number in his hand to the anxious Yang Yaqi.

"The competition, No. 1, No. 2, No. 3, No. 4, rest for four hours after the end. If you are injured, you will go to the school infirmary and have a second game at 6:30 p.m." Zhang Guozhong glanced at the crowd, nodded with satisfaction and said, "No. 1 and No. 2, prepare for the game!"

The tense rhythm made many people breathless. From the beginning of this place, almost everyone did not rest, and Zhang Guozhong seemed to care about this. The vigorous style made many people couldn't help but feel bitter. The No. 1 and No. 2 who was called stood up with a bitter face to do warm-up exercise. God knows that they would start in a while. What will happen!

"It's time to prepare for the game!" Five minutes later, Zhang Guozhong shouted in a low voice and let No. 1 and No. 2 walk towards the venue. Inadvertently, he quietly looked at Pan Hongsheng, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.