At 8 o'clock the next morning, Qingyun Yanwuchang was already full of people, and all the auditoriums were full of people.

These people are not only students of Qingyun College, but many of them come to watch the class qualifying spontaneously. After all, Qingyun College is the No. 1 key college in Jiangshui City, and every large-scale competition will attract some outstanding people in society to watch.

Qingyun Yanwu Stadium is a large circular Yanwu Stadium, covering an area of ​​about half the size of a football field, that is, nearly 4,000 square meters.

The materials used are stronger than Qingyun Training Hall. In addition, in order to prevent the game from accidentally hurting the audience, there will also be a hemispherical energy protection when the game officially starts. The hood encircled the entire Yanwuchang.

At this moment, all the participating students on both sides of the martial arts are in place, and they are discussing the tactics in the rest areas of both sides.

However, Feng Yixiu only saw five students discussing there, but did not see Mr. Jia Lan.

On the other side of Class C, their teachers held a tablet in their hands and patiently arranged and explained tactics for their students.

"Teacher Fang, they are just Ding Ban? Do we need to send our class the strongest lineup?" Ding Hu was more puzzled when he heard his own layout tactics.

No matter how they say it is Class C, this Ding class actually sent the strongest lineup, so why not let all the cards be exposed, what else to use against Class B!

Fang Bingwen frowned, and looked coldly at Ding Hu. He said coldly: "The loser of this game directly positions Ding Ban, and there is no chance of turning over. The importance of this game must not be said to me. "

"But Ding Ban are all low-level..." Ding Hu also wanted to fight for reasons.

auzw.com "Don't talk anymore! That's it!" Teacher Fang Bing gave the final word without giving Ding Hu the chance to speak.

The reason why he attaches such importance to Ding Ban is naturally not to look at the face of Ding Ban students, but because the teacher of Ding Ban is Jialan Ziyu, which makes him have to pay attention to it.

But since he has sent the strongest lineup, this qualifying game is sure to be foolproof.

After Fang Bing arranged all the tactics, he went directly to the rostrum, where the teachers and leaders of Qingyun College watched the game.

At the moment, all the seats on the rostrum are full. The center is the vice-president Zhou Yan. The position on his left is the grade director Li Changan, and the position on the right is not the class A teacher Zuo Xiu. , But teacher Jia Lan Zi Yu of Ding Ban.

It stands to reason that the ranking of this seat is based on the status of each teacher and leader. Teacher Zuo Xiu of Class A should be sitting next to the vice principal, but let Jia Lan Ziyu grab the seat. However, all this was arranged by President Zhou. Although Teacher Zuo was resentful, he did not dare to say it clearly, but his face was very gloomy.

Director Li Changan sitting beside President Zhou was also ugly, with a very mechanical smile on his face.

As a teacher of Class C, Fang Bing can only sit in the outermost seat, and naturally feels a little uncomfortable.

As soon as I sat down, I said, "Mr. Jialan, how much do you despise our Class C? Don't you need to guide the tactics and the participating students?"

Teacher Jia Lan was chatting with Principal Zhou and was suddenly named. He said very casually: "My students are still somewhat opinionated and should not need my guidance..."

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