The Super Special Forces King Chapter 40: The magic number six

It may be because of embarrassment, the team from the School of Architecture has never come to the gymnasium again, and the players from other schools are sufficient, and they usually conduct 3v3 training internally.

With the previous training match, Li Yi already had a preliminary understanding of the combat effectiveness of the three roommates.

After practicing desperately for a day and a half, Li Yi did not let them "grind their guns before the battle" in the afternoon and night before the competition. After all, they did not have the perseverance of soldiers. Down game.

Whether it was long or not, two days passed in the blink of an eye.

Early this morning, the stands of the gymnasium were full of seats. Some of the students who came late simply sat on the ground, while the rest stood directly under the wall. They were all looking forward to the upcoming game.

At this time, the lights in the gymnasium suddenly went out, and there was a burst of exclamation from the crowd.

Then a beam of light came on and shone directly on a person's feet. The person walked forward and said with a microphone: "Hi everyone, welcome to the freshman basketball league game site, I am today's Host Mo Kai!"

Mokai's voice is magnetic and his words are contagious. As soon as he finished speaking, there was a burst of applause and screams from the audience, especially those little girls, who clenched their fists excitedly after seeing Mo Kai, and their eyes were full of little stars.

"Please enter the participating colleges!"

Mo Kai raised his right hand falsely, the lights of the stadium came on, and eleven teams entered from the four entrances around the basketball court, lined up neatly in front of the referee's bench, and prepared to draw lots.

Seeing that each team had six or seven players, but the Faculty of Liberal Arts had only four solitary people standing there, everyone immediately started discussing, wondering what tricks the Faculty of Liberal Arts was planning to play this time. But when they learned that there were only four boys in the Faculty of Arts, they all laughed heartily.

Everyone was thinking that two days ago, the Faculty of Liberal Arts was still in the limelight at the sports meeting, but the retribution came so quickly. It seems that the Faculty of Liberal Arts failed this time.

Li Yi and the others didn't interfere at all with the roar of laughter from the direction of the stands. He was commenting on Mo Kai with his three roommates, and the four of them finally agreed that Mo Kai's appearance was too flamboyant.

Since there are eleven teams participating in this league, there must be a team with a bye in the first knockout round and directly enter the second round, so whether it is a bye or a strong opponent is drawn, the result of the draw very important.

Each team has to send a player to draw lots. Although Li Yi and the others also want to get a bye seat, there is a one-eleventh chance of whoever passes by. It depends purely on luck. Li Yi also nodded and agreed, and saw the fourth brother running over, casually took out a ping pong ball inside, and seeing the number 6 written on it, the fourth child was so depressed that he slapped his head.

"It's okay, the fourth brother, it's just one more fight, with the boss around, it's hard to lose!"

The third child had blind confidence in Li Yi, and patted the fourth child on the shoulder to comfort him.

Smiling apologetically at everyone, the fourth child returned to the team and quietly waited for the result of the grouping.

One minute later, after the referee counted the results of the draw, he began to announce the match list.

"The School of Foreign Languages ​​vs. the School of Architecture."

The first match was completely without suspense. Except for the cheers from the students of the School of Architecture, no one else responded.

"School of Mechanical Engineering vs. School of Management."

Both are strong teams, and it is still unknown who will win the game. Apart from the bitter faces of the students from these two colleges, the students from other colleges are very happy when they hear the words. Only such a game is exciting enough. "Slaughter" is just too boring.

"School of Medicine vs. School of History."

When they didn't hear the name of the Faculty of Arts, everyone was stunned for a moment, but then they thought that the secret channel judges might not be announced in order, so they continued to listen with pricked ears.

"Law school versus philosophy school."

There are not many people in the two colleges, but the average strength is very strong, but everyone is afraid that they will not play when they come up. The beasts in the law school are like crazy, and they talk about various legal clauses. And the School of Philosophy will inevitably have a dialectical relationship with them. At that time, a good football game will become a debate game. As for why there is this concern... the last game between the School of Law and the School of Philosophy has proved its possibility.

"The Faculty of Economics vs. the Faculty of Agriculture."

Huh? The list of the five teams has been announced. Why did the Faculty of Arts, which was drawn No. 6, be left behind?

Just when everyone was wondering, the referee continued: "For this grouping, No. 1 will play against No. 11, No. 2 will play against No. 10, and so on. No. 6 College of Arts will have a bye."

"I can rely on this?!"

As soon as the referee finished speaking, the audience was in an uproar ~IndoMTL.com~ The auditorium was filled with all kinds of voices, some questioning, some swearing, all blaming the referee for leaving the Faculty of Arts to the second round. How big is the game? It's just one-sided brutality!

Such a lineup did not rank at the bottom, and everyone had to admire the **** luck of the Faculty of Arts!

Knowing that the number 6 he drew was the bye, Zheng Zhicai screamed with excitement. The twists and turns of the plot almost made him so excited that he had a heart attack.

As usual, the fourth child returned to the players' rest area to watch the game and was interviewed by the school newspaper reporter. When they lamented his luck, the fourth child proudly said: "Lucky is naturally good!"

If he knew that this sentence would be written as a headline on the headline of the school newspaper tomorrow, he probably wouldn't say it if he was killed.

The first game started quickly, and when the players from both sides entered the field, everyone couldn't help laughing.

The members of the School of Architecture are all tall and burly, while the members of the School of Foreign Languages ​​are all skinny regardless of their height. Those who don't know it think that the food in the School of Foreign Languages ​​is not good.

Seeing a creature that was obviously a sissy in the opponent's lineup, the members of the School of Architecture almost burst out laughing. Looking at his appearance, they knew that he was coming up to fill the number, but it was slightly better than the four people from the School of Arts. Just look better.

As soon as the kickoff kicked off, the School of Architecture had the upper hand, and the School of Foreign Languages ​​was unable to fight back. As a result, in less than five minutes, the School of Foreign Languages ​​knew that the situation was over, and almost gave up resistance. They were still on the court just waiting for the end of the game.

The good competition became an exhibition match of the School of Architecture. All the team members showed off their individual skills on the field. Several teams with similar strengths to the School of Architecture were carefully observing their performances, hoping to find flaws.