Chapter 63 Backdoor

Pan Hongsheng has been pretending to be dead all night. In a word, the girl's head can't think with normal thoughts. The two of them killed the young man without touching each other. He also couldn't understand that Yang Yaqi would make such a bloody move because of such a sentence.

Of course, Pan Hongsheng, who got up at dawn the next day, looked at Yang Yaqi, who was lying on the ** cover, couldn't help smiling and left the hostel directly. In the morning, he had to do morning exercise, and even when he went to college, he couldn't get rid of this good habit.

He was just being himself and didn't show it to anyone. But even when Pan Hongsheng returned to the room after running more than half a circle around Peking University, he still saw Yang Yaqi's stunned expression.

"I have bird shit on my face?" Pan Hongsheng asked in surprise.

"No, brush your teeth and wash your face quickly. Let's have breakfast later and participate in the trial at ten o'clock." Yang Yaqi shook her head. It seemed that nothing happened last night as calm as Pan Hongsheng, which made the young man sincerely admire the girl's thick nerves.

"Oh." Pan Hongsheng nodded and went to wash up, and then walked towards the canteen together under the leadership of Yang Yaqi.

The hostel can't be far from the place to eat. The two of them saw a lot of people participating in the trials along the way. Of course, most of them nodded kindly with a far-fetched smile. Only one person showed vigilance to him. It is estimated that Pan Hongsheng may meet today.

Pan Hongsheng called Zhang Bowen to eat together. As a result, the heck said that this time because of his problem, the student participated in the competition. He was a teacher who led the team, so he did not dare to make a difference. Everything had to be arranged by the other party. Pan Hongsheng asked the men and women with an ambiguous face. As a result, Zhang Bowen said that he was an absolute man with a grand face. People, and then there is a scream that is not like human beings.

After quickly solving the problem of food and clothing, the two quickly went straight to the stadium. The warm-up exercise could also be done inside, and there were cushions when he was tired. Although Pan Hongsheng did not want to be a Xiumu, he still felt that all his eyes were looking at him when he walked into the stadium.

Although it is a trial, it is not that the person who loses the game will go home directly, but that you can continue to watch the game until the last five people are selected. After all, even those who are eliminated are the best in a school, otherwise it is impossible to be recommended to participate in the trial competition representing the national competition on this field, so this At this moment, more than 20 people, including 15 players, looked at him, making the child embarrassed.

"Pan Hongsheng, right? Come here for a moment." Seeing Pan Hongsheng coming to the stadium, Zhang Guozhong stood up from a chair on one side and waved to him to him.

"What's the matter, coach?" Pan Hongsheng asked with a smile that he walked quite unrestrainedly yesterday and even forgot that the old man was not only a coach's problem but also wanted to compete with himself.

Of course, it can't be relied on him. Boxing is a teacher who has no master. This kind of Chinese soul treasure will never be perfect under any circumstances, and Pan Hongsheng's gun boxing naturally has the taste of Ling Ran Tianxia. This is the will of gun boxing.

"Well, I went back to estimate your situation yesterday. There must be no problem with the group. If you agree, I can open a special case for you and directly let you advance. If you don't accept it, I will challenge you directly. If you don't have it, I can go back later. Just go back and pack up and wait to participate in the training. What do you think?" Zhang Guozhong rubbed his hands and tentatively asked Pan Hongsheng.

A coach's attitude towards a player is far away, otherwise these people will be stared.

"What are you doing?" Pan Hongsheng asked warily, and he had nothing to do with it. Pan Hongsheng could see that this man was not the kind of person who thieves, but he always had to figure out everything, otherwise he would not know if he was sold.

"Don't do anything. Don't you want to waste your time?" Zhang Guozhong said with a smile.

"No, I'm fine. Thank you." Pan Hongsheng curled his lips. Forget it if you don't tell the truth, then I will play as usual.

"Ai, classmate, wait a minute." It seemed that he had thought that Pan Hongsheng could not enter. Zhang Guozhong quickly reached out and stopped Pan Hongsheng, and then said with a kind smile, "I competed with you yesterday. I think your strength is good. I'll desert you today and let you go back early, but I don't know where I lost yesterday. I want to ask you about the situation."

Pan Hongsheng nodded. He guessed it was the same situation. Yesterday, the other party did lose. To be precise, the gap between him and Pan Hongsheng was too big. Not only in terms of physical quality, but also in terms of boxing.

Although Pan Hongsheng is much younger than the other party, the old man's monster-like experience is there. A good master has made him countless steps ahead of others, coupled with his own talent and efforts, this young man's current achievements are not pompous, and it is all real.

"You don't have a deep understanding of cannon boxing." Looking at Zhang Guozhong looking at himself with a hopeful face, Pan Hongsheng hesitated and said that he would not help a person who loves martial arts, even if he was not his own teacher.

"How do you think you can change it?" Zhang Guozhong's face changed. He was indeed a half-baked boxing. He had practiced military boxing before, and later changed his career and practiced with a teacher for a while. Now he heard Pan Hongsheng say that he immediately knew what his problem was.

"I'll tell you later." Pan Hongsheng said with a smile, and then turned directly and walked in the direction of Yang Yaqi, and the subtext of this sentence was that I had agreed.

Sure enough, Zhang Guozhong, who heard Pan Hongsheng's words, was immediately overjoyed. Then he stood up and walked towards the court without saying a word, clapped his hands to signal everyone to be quiet. His indifferent eyes looked around, and then coughed gently.

"Let me say something first. In view of the excellent performance of our classmate Pan Hongsheng yesterday, I have an idea to talk about now."

Zhang Guozhong paused and looked at everyone's faces and then said, "In order to let more students give full play to their strength and avoid meeting people who are too strong like him, I'm going to let him get a place directly, and others will compete for another one."

In a word, the venue, which was originally a little noisy, was silent. You should know that this kind of trial has been held countless times, but there has never been such a precedent. All the students' faces are not very good, but after hearing the second half of the sentence, wouldn't they be directly sentenced to death if they meet Pan Hongsheng?

Everyone looked left and right and no one said anything, and this reaction naturally understood what it meant in Zhang Guozhong's eyes. He clapped his hands again and said, "Some students think they are stronger and can come up and try. In case they lose, they can continue to participate in the game for a while, but there is no other rest time, is there?" Zhang Guozhong said with a proud face that everyone saw Pan Hongsheng's strength. He didn't believe that there would be a long-sighted bump into the muzzle of the gun.

"I!" A slightly hoarse voice sounded, and then a figure who looked thinner than Pan Hongsheng stood up.