Chapter 195： Yundu Wen College

At 8:10 in the morning, the bald head drove the dilapidated minibus of Sucheng University and parked in the old gymnasium in the city.

According to the organizer's arrangement, the preliminary round is not the main venue where the opening ceremony is held. It is the venue for the semi-finals and finals.

If you are in the main venue all the time, the maintenance cost is high, and the damaged venue cannot be repaired in time, which will cause a lot of trouble to the game.

Therefore, all teams will be assigned to different venues, some are old gymnasiums in the early years, and some are rented private training grounds.

Opened the car door, and Shao Zifeng walked down. The cold wind in the morning made them shrink their necks unconsciously: "It seems that today's opponent is not strong."

"How do you know?" Hu Shiwu asked vaguely with the croissant coming from the hotel in his mouth.

Shao Zifeng looked at him with a smile: "If it's a strong team, it's not so deserted in front of the gymnasium now."

"That's right."

The bald-headed strong complexion that had just had a big meal improved a lot. After he parked the car, he approached a few people: "Today our opponent is the local Yundu College of Literature in Yundu. There are more girls in this university, and the school It doesn't pay attention to actual combat, so the rankings in previous competitions are not too high."

After finishing talking, Bald Qiang held the portfolio, looked up at the rusty semicircular gymnasium in front of him, a flash of remembrance flashed in his eyes.

I think he and Yu Hong were young and frivolous, and once sweated here...

Alas, how pure and shy Yu Hong was at that time, he still reluctantly agreed to do exercises here because he was half coaxed and half deceived.

But now...

Bald Qiang shuddered as he thought of the experience of the past few days.

My waist started to hurt again.

"That's it?"

Shao Zifeng's faint voice pulled Bald Qiang back from his memory. He turned his head and looked at Shao Zifeng puzzledly: "Otherwise, what else can there be."

"You don't have any specific information about the other party?"

The bald head scratched his head forcibly, showing a simple smile on his face.

Shao Zifeng:. . .

As expected, there is no hope for him.

Then Shao Zifeng ignored him and walked towards the main entrance of the gymnasium.

......

As soon as he entered the main entrance, Shao Zifeng smelled the old and rotten smell in the hall.

The internal facilities of the 　　 gymnasium are relatively old, and the internal walls are yellow. The faded dark red characters can tell that this is the architectural style of the last century.

After walking through a short aisle, what you see is a rocky field half the size of a football field.

The venue was obviously modified temporarily for the preliminary round. The entire venue was directly covered with a thick layer of rock. This saves worry, money and... durable.

There are tall auditoriums around the venue. The two crane-tail schools are not paying much attention to the game, and the auditorium is a bit deserted.

Do not!

It should be said that the audience in support of Sucheng University is relatively deserted.

On the other side of the auditorium sat dozens of girls, holding banners in their hands, and under the leadership of the team leader, they shouted slogans neatly.

This is all here to support Yundu Wen College. After all, this is their home court. Regardless of their performance, the college must show some expression.

"You go to the war preparation zone and take a rest, I'll go to the management staff here to register." Bald Qiang left this sentence and hurried to the office of the person in charge of the preliminary competition of the gymnasium.

......

On the other side of the venue, the girls from the Yundu Liberal Arts College loosened up a lot after shouting the slogan. They either slumped on the chair, closed their eyes and took a nap or lowered their heads to play with their mobile phones. Many of them were forced to come to support them. , I feel somewhat dissatisfied.

"Hey, did you find it? Has anyone announced the time and venue of the Sucheng University game."

Some girls with fat babies seem to be afraid of the cold, their petite bodies shrunk in the down jackets and only show cute little heads. She frowned and kept urging her companions.

Because the competition venue is limited, each college participating in the preliminary competition is staggered according to the time period, and it is only necessary to arrive at the venue half an hour before the competition.

This is more convenient for cleaning up the venue after the game, and it also allows the audience to have time to rush to the next venue after watching the game.

Generally, this kind of game information is arranged internally, and the participating teams themselves decide whether to disclose it or not.

Of course, the universities that do this kind of operation to increase their popularity are higher-ranked colleges, because even if the ranking is low, no one will watch it even if you announce it.

Over time, the low-ranking colleges didn’t bother to announce the news of the game. After all, it’s not good to see if the game is lost.

Shao Zifeng and the others will not say it, it is purely because they know which academy their opponents are when they arrive at the stadium. If they know the information about the competition in advance, Hu Shiwu will definitely not be idle.

"Don't rush, don't rush, many sisters on the forum are asking, but most of them are false information. After they went there, they were empty." The one who was playing with the mobile phone was a quiet girl in a black down jacket, she was piercing high. From time to time, his ponytail raised his red-frozen hands to breathe.

Like her companions, she belongs to the late stage of face control that summarizes the three views and follows the facial features.

Since I saw Shao Zifeng in the video, the hearts of the two restless girls have never been silent.

This time, I had discussed with the sisters of the "Sucheng University Appearance Support Team" to sweep all the stadiums together and try to see their husband's game.

But the day was unfulfilled, so early in the morning, I was drawn to help the girls from my school.

The Wenjing girl glanced at the school team members off the court and curled her lips.

What's so nice about girls.

Little brother, they don’t fragrant.

At this moment, Shao Zifeng and the others entered the gymnasium and walked towards the preparation area on the periphery of the stadium. The fat baby girl with her neck tucked in a down jacket stared wide. She didn’t care about the cold, and reached out her hand to grab her companion’s sleeve. His face flushed with excitement.

"Don't make trouble..." The Wenjing girl pushed her best friend with her shoulder and continued to look at the phone screen seriously.

Baby Fat stretched out another hand, holding her girlfriend's arm and shaking for a while: "Susu..."

"Oh, I told you not to make trouble and call my name." The quiet girl named Susu raised her head impatiently, but she was taken aback when she saw the expression of her girlfriend.

then followed the eyes of his best friend and looked over.

"Ah ah ah!!! Fengfeng!!! Mom loves you!!!"

The girl who was so excited that the sound was broken, screamed loudly regardless, and the high-pitched voice echoed in the empty gymnasium.

Shao Zifeng paused when he heard the words, turned his head to look at the girl who was flushed over there, and kept jumping up and waving at him. The corners of his mouth twitched.

suddenly didn't envy the ball anymore.

special, does the little sister now like to be someone else's mother so much?

"Fortunately, there are no male moms here..."

"Fengfeng!!! Where is Fengfeng? Mom is here!!!"

Before the words were finished, a somewhat familiar big man suddenly stood up among the young ladies on the opposite side. His sturdy muscles bulged the down jacket, and the rough voice lasted in the gym for a long time.

Shao Zifeng's face was stiff, and he wanted to poke his own mouth.

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