(Omission, I wrote the wrong chapter name in the previous chapter, it should be 302...but it does not affect reading, I am deeply sorry.)
The drawing ceremony for the finals of the Huaizuo Prefecture Handsome Competition began. A total of one hundred and three representative contestants were sitting on their chairs, and none of them was absent.
There are one hundred and three chairs in a large circle around the square. The people sitting on them are either energetic or experienced and calm. There is a sense of confidence rippling on the young faces.
The so-called young and frivolous person can achieve the current results and stand in the final round. Even though he knows that his cultivation level is not as good as others, he has such momentum that he is unwilling to bow his head and admit defeat no matter what.
This is called "vigor".
The deacon in charge was on the stage, looking around, and then held out a white wooden box.
The box is boxy, no more than a foot long, with only a round opening on the surface for reaching in and pinching the number.
The signature cards with the match numbers written on them have already been placed in the box, and they only need to wait for the players to draw them to know the matchup situation in the first round.
One hundred and three people, excluding one odd number, can be divided into fifty-one games. As for whoever gets a bye, with good luck, they will advance directly and wait for the second round of competition.
So if he can get a bye, it means he is lucky.
However, luck is also an important factor in cultivation and is indispensable, so there is not much to say about it.
Fifty-one games cannot be played on the first day, but must be divided into three days. The dates for the matches are also clearly marked.
In addition, there is a protective rule. In order to prevent strong competition in the first round, the ten people selected as seeds have priority. In the first round of drawing, their numbers will not appear in the box.
Instead, hold it directly in your hand. In other words, no matter what, there will be no confrontation between the ten people.
This is a preferential treatment for seeded players. The rules have a long history. Although they have been criticized, they remain unchanged.
In drawing lots, the ten seeded players will be drawn first and ranked in order.
At this time, the huge square was quietly quiet. The spectators concentrated and stretched their necks to see clearly who was playing against whom.
Whenever someone draws a lottery number, the deacon will hold it up and make it public to show fairness.
This procedure does not take long. It only takes a moment for everyone to pick out a woodcut sign from the box with the number written on it. If the numbers are matched, the one with the same number will be the competitor in the first round.
"Wu Zhouzhi, the number is zero!"
After this announcement, the whole place was in an uproar.
A zero number card means a bye.
The players who had not yet been drawn later were more or less disappointed when they heard that their bye draws had been taken away.
The handsome man named "Wu Zhouzhi" was calm, but the smile on his lips still betrayed his joyful mood.
If you get a bye, you don’t need to play, you will go directly to the second round, which is what you want.
"Hey, if God doesn't open your eyes, I will never lose weight again..."
Zhang Jiangshan was stunned.
Gu Chengyang rolled his eyes at him and asked curiously: "If God doesn't open his eyes, what does it have to do with whether you lose weight or not?"
The fat man spread his hands: "Originally it doesn't matter, but if I say it from my mouth, it will matter."
But Gu Chengyang was still puzzled and confused, but he was too lazy to ask more questions.
When it was Liang Qiufeng's turn, there was only one number card left in the box.
As a wild card contestant, it is not surprising that he is ranked last and is also the final drawee.
He reached into the box and took out a sign.
Behind them, Zhang Jiangshan and Gu Chengyang couldn't help but poke their heads in and saw an elegant "four".
Pick No. 4!
The fat man touched his chin and asked, "Who does the fourth pick correspond to? Oops, I got the idea right. The number so high is clearly one of the seeded players."
Gu Chengyang had an excellent memory and quickly reacted and said: "The fourth seed is Mr. Yinyue Su Xingping."
"Ah, is it him?"
The fat man almost jumped up.
He was no stranger to Young Master Yin Yue. He recalled that when he first entered Huaizuo Mansion to participate in the Chuangsanguan Tea Party, he had some conflicts with the other party and got into a fight. If it hadn't been for Master Lu, the consequences would have been difficult to deal with.
We are really enemies. I didn't expect that Liang Qiufeng would have to fight against him in the first round of the Junxiu competition.
Zhang Jiangshan stomped his feet: "Why is it such a coincidence?"
Holding the lottery number, Liang Qiufeng raised his head and met Su Xingping's eyes. Feeling the meaning, he suddenly said: "I think this may not be a coincidence."
"It's not a coincidence, Qiu Feng, what do you mean?"
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, the fat man reacted and understood: "Cheating in the lottery?"
That's not right, there are so many people and so many hands reaching into the box, how can they do something weird?
Zhang Jiangshan was a little confused.
It was Gu Chengyang who revealed the secret: "It seems that they bribed the deacon in charge."
This is the only explanation.
Liang Qiufeng was the last person to draw lots. Before that, as long as the deacon kept the No. 4 lot and waited until the last moment to release it, there was no doubt that Liang Qiufeng would not be able to escape.
The method of operating in the dark is simple and effective. As for doing some tricks in the box, it is not difficult. But in the eyes of outsiders, who can understand the mystery?
Zhang Jiangshan's expression changed: "What on earth do you want to do with these despicable means, good thief?"
Gu Chengyang said calmly: "Of course I want revenge."
"No, we can't let them manipulate us. We have to protest loudly and let everyone see the true face of this thief."
Gu Chengyang smiled bitterly and said: "It's useless. No one has seen how the lottery was done in secret. If there is a fuss, people will think that we are cowardly and cheating."
Liang Qiufeng nodded: "What Senior Brother Gu said is absolutely true."
Gu Chengyang added: "It seems that Su Xingping was the instigator behind the matter of getting the wild card, in order to arrange this game. No wonder it has been calm in the past few days. It turns out that the back-up moves are here.
There’s so much depth here.”
Zhang Jiangshan was a little anxious: "So, this thief wants to take revenge in front of thousands of people, in public?"
In an upright competition, even if you hit your opponent hard, injure, maim, or even kill your opponent, you won't be criticized much.
Su Xingping's thoughts were clearly revealed.
"Qiu Feng, you have to be careful... If you are really no match for me, just step down and admit defeat."
Zhang Jiangshan said anxiously.
"Well, I won't put myself in danger."
Liang Qiufeng answered calmly.
In fact, he didn't feel too bad about the result of the draw. If Su Xingping and others wanted to deal with him, he had already prepared for it and was not afraid. Although there was a gap in cultivation level, with the recent performance of "Sword Heart and Carving Dragon"
Progress, with the integration of the "Eight Swords of Yongzi", the sword intention gradually matures, and I am not afraid of this battle at all.
The other party had painstakingly arranged the arrangement, but speaking of it, it was exactly what he wanted.
Some grudges have been dragged on for a long time and are annoying, so let's have a good fight and settle the matter.
In an instant, Liang Qiufeng felt heroic, his thoughts were clear, and his sword intention was swallowed up by the dragon-shaped sword energy. He was excited and eager to try. (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)