"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

"Dong!"

"Dong!"

Hundreds of fireworks soared into the sky, bursting out splendid balls in the blue sky.

Accompanied by the sound of salutes, cheers, shouts and screams, the candidates came out one after another, swimming from the "small" room to the more "broad" world.

Area A, second row of auditorium.

Chen Siwen, who was originally nervous, saw Chen Yu's figure, and tears rolled down her nose: "Mom, it's Chen Yu. It's Xiaoyu! Mom! He advanced, he advanced!"

Chen's mother naturally saw it, her hands were so shaking that she could hardly hold the corner of her clothes. She just kept nodding, nodding, and nodding again...

In their front row.

Sister Qi crossed her legs, leaned her back on the seat, lit a cigarette gracefully, and sucked it lightly...

"call……"

As the mist rose, her sexy lips were also...

...

"come on!"

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

"come on!"

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

"come on!"

"Dongdong..."

Under the rhythmic beating of dozens of big drums, more than 60,000 audience members shouted in unison, trembling with the momentum.

In Chen Yu's memory, he was there two years ago when Chen Siwen was in the college entrance examination.

But only from the perspective of a candidate can you feel the "wave" rolling in all directions."

Chen Yu reached out to take out his ears and walked out of the door, and immediately looked at the audience seat of Area A.

I saw Chen Siwen waving her hands hard at him, and the makeup on her face was so fuzzy.

Chen Yu grinned, and was about to raise his hand to respond, but suddenly glanced at Sister Qi who was "under Chen Siwen".

"Damn? Why did they sit together?"

"hehe……"

Chen Yu seemed to hear the sneer from Sister Qi...

I also saw the other party's slowly raised middle finger...

"Emmmm...it's over."

...

There are six rings outdoors.

The big ring in the middle.

and the small ring surrounding it.

The big arena will only be launched in the official competition on July 8.

Today's ring competition only uses five small rings around.

Five groups per batch, and the battle is played at the same time, with a limited time of fifteen minutes.

Not to mention the fast pace, audiences from all regions can enjoy watching it.

It is worth mentioning that in order to avoid excessive casualties among candidates, the system will give priority to matching students in the same school...

It's 10:00 p.m.

The mayor, directors of various departments and others entered the venue and visited the VIP seat.

It was 15:00 p.m.

Scoring examiners selected from all over the country are admitted.

120 pm...

"The ring match is about to begin."

"The ring match is about to begin."

"Please go to the waiting area!"

"Repeat, please go to the waiting area..."

The sound of the radio resounded throughout the stadium.

All the candidates who advanced immediately ran to the waiting area of ​​their respective middle schools.

The waiting area is where candidates wait for the competition.

Except for the school leadership, massage staff, medical staff, and teachers are not allowed to enter.

Compared with the crowds of No. 1, No. 2, and No. 3.

The waiting area for the No. 7 Middle School where Chen Yu is located is deserted.

There are only more than ten students who have made it to advance...

"Are you all here?" The principal of No. 7 Middle School collected a list and ordered with a serious expression: "Give the students a massage to loosen their muscles and bones."

After the words came, the technicians rushed forward and forced the advanced candidates to press the chairs and began to knead and stretch.

"Students, the matching rules for the arena match are preferred to match the school." The principal put the list and spoke quickly: "We know the strength of our own people. Once the strength gap between the two sides is too large, the weak side should admit defeat immediately to avoid internal friction and casualties."

"But..." a candidate hesitated: "The examiner said that if he does not show his strength, even if he wins three times, he may not advance."

"Bang!"

The principal rolled the list into a cylinder and directly slapped the candidate's head: "Are you stupid? What does it mean that you don't necessarily advance?"

The beating candidate: "Ah?"

"We can't advance to the level at all!" The principal waved his hand and said majestic: "I have been the principal of No. 7 Middle School for so many years, but no student has advanced!"

Everyone: "..."

"This is my experience. There are hundreds of people who have advanced to 12. What are you going to get? Do you have a kind look?"

Everyone: "..."

"Don't think so much. One game is one game. Avoiding internal friction is the king!" The principal issued a dead order and then expanded the list: "I will start calling now to see who hasn't arrived. **."

"arrive!"

“***.”

"arrive."

"Chen Kaizi."

"exist."

“***”

“What about this…”

After clicking the name, the principal breathed a sigh of relief: "There are twelve people in total, all of them are here, and there are no ones left behind. Remember, after the game, don't wander around, come back as soon as possible to arrange the tactics!"

"I understand." ×13

"Now all have some rest, save your energy, and wait for the game."

"I understand." ×13

Nodded, the principal put away the list, turned around and wanted to sit down the chair, but found that the chairs were all occupied: "Hmm? Is there no place for me to sit?"

"Principal, it's gone." The teaching director next to him brought a box of mineral water and placed it on the ground: "Why don't you sit here?"

In the college entrance examination field, the eldest son of heaven, the second son of earth, and the third son of candidate.

Even the principal is embarrassed to compete for seats with the candidates.

"No?" the principal frowned: "Isn't it considered good? Twelve students advanced, we borrowed 13 chairs from the official office, how could we not have mine?"

The director turned around and glanced, scratched his head: "It's all full..."

“What’s wrong.”

The principal walked to the far left, stretched out his chubby fingers, and checked them one by one: "One, two, three, four...11, twelve, thirteen. Huh? thirteen?!"

The leadership of No. 7 Middle School was shocked.

"Thirteen?"
To be continued...