The rookie league, eight major venues, is in full swing.
In the stadium, the cheers were overwhelming.
Outside the venue and on campus, people are jostling with each other and beaming with joy. Some clubs have even begun to set up stalls around the venue, selling club handicrafts and souvenirs. This state will last for a week.
It’s like a celebration.
Beiyu High School, three classes a year, the two brothers Shanquan Yanagawa were imprisoned.
Both live treasures are the kind of masters who can't sit still. Chen Qianyun spitted on it and stars flew up. The two guys gathered in the back row and began to study countermeasures.
Yanagawa: "What to do, brother!"
Shanquan: "What can I do? I didn't notice my old classmate looking at us a few times. If I skip class at this time, I will have to come to school during the holidays and suffer!"
Both brothers would die if they didn't watch the league. They never miss every game in the National League, and even the minor leagues, which are rarely broadcast, get together all day long to discuss.
Now that I am participating in the Rookie League, the preliminaries and knockouts have begun, which is already very exciting.
Now there is a group from the same class going to the scene. This person is so popular!
"Grandma, there are a bunch of guys who look like dogs. They usually don't show off in class. How come now, half of the good guys have left, and half of our class has been through the fifth round of auditions??? I don't believe it.
!"
Shanquan glanced at him and sneered: "I just realized it? Didn't you watch the league app or the new one? Thirty-four passed four rounds, and twenty-two passed five rounds."
Yanagawa: "..."
Yanagawa: "So, we two brothers account for one-third of the six who have not made it to the fourth round? Damn it, sister Feixue was still the same as us the day before yesterday, only at the level of the third round. Why did she suddenly enter the preliminaries yesterday?
It’s round B!”
Shanquan: "Feixue's elf has evolved. Her little magnet suddenly evolved while playing on her mobile phone and watching pilipili. It's simply outrageous..."
Shan Quan was stunned and patted his thigh: "Zhou Cao, I have an idea!"
Yanagawa was also stunned, what can I do?
What solution?
Suddenly Yanagawa reacted, his face was ecstatic, and he was about to speak. Chen Qianyun threw a piece of chalk over, and it hit Yanagawa's head accurately.
"Hiss~"
"Hiss~"
Shanquan also covered his forehead, why was he also hit!
"You two, pay attention and don't make any small moves." Chen Qianyun glared at them, "Ignore them, let's continue explaining the list of Super Sonic Bat moves..."
Shanquan quietly moved to a position where Chen Qianyun could not see, and quickly pressed the screen: "Listen to me, brother, immediately, @飞雪, let her start a video conference."
Yanagawa's eyes lit up: "You mean... let Fei Xue live broadcast?"
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Live streaming is a good idea.
The preliminaries for the league are semi-public and can be recorded, but it is impossible to live broadcast them publicly.
But the rules are rigid. Regarding video conferences and small-scale study and observation among newcomers and students, the organizers still turn a blind eye.
During the break between competitions, Fei Xue went to the Beiyu School Committee to apply for a "live broadcast". The school committee didn't want to talk to this little girl at first, but then they heard that she was a student from the affiliated high school, and the purpose of the video conference was to share and communicate with her classmates.
The academic committee immediately agreed to the request and even prepared a better seat to watch the game - Fei Xue took her friend Boson directly to the VIP area, which was a real profit.
They even said that if they need a special camera phone or tripod, their academic committee can go to the photography club to apply.
This made Feixue strangely embarrassed, so Feixue asked for a tripod for live broadcast.
"There's a signal, there's a signal."
The 15-year-old girl was quite excited for her first live broadcast, even though there were only two people in the audience.
"The picture is finally there!"
Yanagawa was about to burst into tears. He waited for an hour and finally waited for the live broadcast.
"This is a good viewing angle." Feixue's live broadcast effect exceeded Shanquan's imagination. The angle was very good, and the situation on the field could be seen at a glance. "How is the situation now?"
Fei Xue shook her head and looked bad.
The nine members of the Elf Fighting Club fought three times against Pugao students and lost one. They fought three times against the "Champions Club" of No. 8 Middle School and lost one.
In fact, this is not bad. Except for the upset in Pugao, the students from the Elf Battle Club who participated in the school team training performed very well.
I won all the games I should have won, but I didn't win any of the three games against No. 1, which was a bit unbearable.
"Now is the tenth game. The battle club of No. 1 Middle School is still facing the battle club of our school."
Yanagawa: "Hold the grass, the bay leaf opposite is too strong."
Shanquan: "It is said that there seems to be a training camp for Yuda in No. 1 Middle School today..."
Shanquan has already begun to prepare mentally for losing the game.
No way.
The confrontation between the two major traditional societies ended in a total defeat, the worst in history!
Unacceptable!
I am frustrated with Zhuang Zhongyi from the war club. I still know this guy from Shanquan. He was in the same class in junior high school. Yesterday during dinner, he told him that he would beat the No. 1 middle school to the main competition this year.
But I didn't expect that today would be like this.
I should have sent a few words of comfort, or started a private chat to scold him, but after witnessing his hard work, Shanquan really couldn't say a harsh word.
No one wants to lose!
Yanagawa just wants to throw his phone.
Mader is about to be hit in the face again!
Grandma’s!
As soon as it ended, those bastards from No. 1 Middle School started causing trouble on the forum.
"It's not okay to be a high school student!"
"Isn't it? Isn't it? Isn't it so easy to fight? Is it already 4:0?"
"There wasn't even a semi-finalist last year, so why not even a main draw this year?"
"The Affiliated High School is at this level, why do you have the nerve to be a key point?" This post received the most replies and the most likes from the students from the Affiliated High School, especially the students from the No. 7 Middle School. Their school is concerned about the key point name for more than a day or two.p>
Today's loss to Pugao was at the hands of No. 7 Middle School.
What’s even more outrageous is that these bastards from No. 1 Middle School directly dug out last year’s posts and forced them to be artificially pinned to the top.
"Beiyu University, True Philanthropist"
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"Zhang Wanqing, No. 1 Middle School, thanks Beiyu University for the evolution stone reward"
"Liu Meiqi, No. 1 Middle School, thanks Beiyu University for the comforting bell"
"Beiyu High School is in decline, and there is no semi-final in the freshman league. Why do they enjoy so many direct admissions to Beiyu University every year?"
Yanagawa's screen was almost scratched after he typed for a while, but he was banned by the administrator for ten minutes because of his excessive words.
So angry!
Yanagawa quickly switched to the trumpet and continued to output without raising his head: "Shanquan, help me look at the match list, whose match is next!"
Shanquan: "It's a battle club where the Pokémon club battles against high-level players."
Yanagawa's spirit was shocked, like a savior: "Big brother Chen Yuan's competition?"
Shanquan shook his head: "It's Miss Hua Yuxi."
Yanagawa was stunned for a moment, and then a little worried: ""Hua Meizi's walking grass seems to only be able to absorb three powders, right?"
Shanquan: "Lao Ban has analyzed it, and he will also have a sweet aroma. Sanfen is very qualified, but his methods are simple. If the opponent is prepared, he is likely to overturn."
Hua Yuxi’s video is not confidential. To be honest, the three-fan operation is very easy to use. Some students tried it and successfully entered three rounds, but the winning rate after that could not be improved.
After entering the fourth round, the quality of auditions in Group D, especially Group E, has improved. Ordinary sleep powder and paralysis powder often fail to pass, and sometimes it is easy to accidentally injure trainers.
When encountering a high-ranking elf like Garlic Bastard, it is possible that the three fans are immune.
I have no idea how the three fans of Hua Meizi can develop such strong power.
But now is the qualifying round. Anyone who can get to this point has two brushes. Everyone will pay attention to this issue.
Now is no longer the era when one trick is used everywhere.
"Players from both sides are invited to enter"
Yanagawa and Shanquan are in high spirits and are about to start!
At the same time, the video screen shook for a while, and the live broadcast mobile phone was raised high by Feixue and pointed at the contestant channel, "Sister Hua Yuxi~Sister Hua Yuxi~"
Fei Xue is now Hua Yuxi’s biggest fan...
"Huh?" Feixue, who was jumping happily, suddenly froze, and almost dropped her phone to the ground when her hand shook.
The two brothers watching the live broadcast also twitched at the corners of their mouths.
At this time, there was also a burst of noise in the field, and the noise became louder and louder.
What's going on?
Why is a light-colored snake-print bear appearing in the player tunnel? And what’s going on with the Lalu Lasi?
Contestant’s elf—shouldn’t that walking grass be in the elf ball?
Why are you wandering around leisurely outside?
Everyone has a question mark on their head.
What the hell is this "Pokémon" club doing?
Where has their trainer gone?
The referee who was presiding over the competition had obviously seen the "worldly side" of auditions. When he saw the light-colored snake-print bear and Lalu Lasi, the corner of his mouth twitched.
In the past, the two little ones just formed a group to clear the auditions. Why are they now bringing their teammates to clear the preliminaries?
The referee coughed lightly. He was still very professional and kept his expression straight. "Please invite both players to enter."
The walking grass plopped and ran up to the battlefield. When climbing up the steps, he even fell down. The Bibi bird on the opposite side was already getting impatient.
The whole stadium was even more noisy.
"What's going on with this walking grass?"
"How did she get into the pre-selection with such a stupid look?"
"Walking Grass vs. Bibi Bird, how can I win if you sue me?" Online and offline, students from No. 1 Middle School have already begun to ridicule.
The elevated viewing platform is really frustrating!
The team members who could come to watch the game obviously knew how outrageous the Pokémon Club was, but when they saw this clumsy walking stick with their own eyes, the high school students really didn’t want to talk.
This...could it be any more outrageous?
Ordinary walking grass can be taken away by a bobo.
What's more, the opponent is Bibi Niao from the No. 1 Zhong Dui Fighting Club, who's going to take the lead?
The three fans didn't have time to show off, and they were taken away as soon as they got angry!
I can’t imagine winning at all.
The students of No. 1 Middle School have already started discussing the next game, and the score of 5:0 has allowed them to wreak havoc on the forum for a week.
The sound gradually died down, and the walking grass raised its head and looked at the Bibi bird in the distance. Its five leaves trembled, seeming a little nervous.
Bibi Niao smiled. Today's opponent is a walking rookie who only knows three fans. He was nervous before the game. Now it seems that he is not very good.
Everyone stopped talking, and the students from the High School attached to the high school clenched their fists and remained silent.
The classmates from No. 1 Middle School looked at each other and the drums sounded.
They stood in unison, raised their glow sticks, and shouted in unison
"Five to zero!"
"Five to zero!"
"Five to zero!"
"Bibi Bird..." The boy from No. 1 Middle School said directly. He would not give this walking grass any chance of hitting the three fans!
"The game begins!"
Chapter completed!