On the morning of the second day, the organizing committee convened all the participants for a grand opening ceremony. At the meeting, there were nothing more than some characters with heads and faces, talking about boundless nonsense, and everyone was drowsy when they listened.

The afternoon is the draw that everyone is most concerned about.

The rules for the draw are simple. According to the results of the last competition, the organizing committee has divided the 12 participating teams into three categories: A, B and C, with four teams in each category. Now all the prefectures and departments have to do is draw lots to determine their own serial numbers in each category. Then A1, B1, and C1 are the first group, A2, B2, and C2 are the second group, and so on.

In the next two weeks, the first round robin will be held in the group, and then the first place will be determined to participate in the competition for the 1st-4th place in the province, and all the teams will be the first team next year, the second place in the group will participate in the 5-8th place competition, that is, the B team next year, and the third place will compete for the 9th-12th place, which will naturally be the next year's Class C team.

Thanks to Huai'an No. 1 Middle School for its extraordinary performance in the last competition, winning the eighth place. Although it is the first of the four teams in Category B, it is a real Category B, so as to avoid the troubles of the Huai'an Fu squadron facing two strong teams at the same time.

Although Jiang Shuiyuan was in the limelight on the first day of the hairpin meeting, he also saw the strong strength of the old strong teams such as Suzhou Mansion and Changzhou Mansion, which was by no means comparable to the Pingqiao No. 2 Squadron and No. 1 Middle School team in the qualifiers. Middle-class teams such as Xuzhou Mansion and Taicang Prefecture also have their own strengths, and they will occasionally show their grandeur at any time. Haizhou, Tongzhou and other team leaders are mediocre, but think about it from another angle, if Chen Di and Fu Shouzhang come to participate in the event, wouldn't it be the same situation?

More importantly, the strength of the players in the teams of Su, Song, Chang, Ning and other provinces in the south of the Yangtze River is relatively balanced, from the main general to the free man, and then to the level of substitutes, it is easy to change formations and substitutions. However, there is a great disparity in the strength of the various members of the Huai'an Fu squadron, like Jiang Shuiyuan himself, who is confident that no matter which team in Category A is the main general, he can win the battle lightly; like Chen Di and Fu Shouzhang, that is, the ordinary team members of the Category B ordinary team; and like Zeng Ping and Shi Xuan, they are even inferior to the average level of the Category C team.

The shortest plank determines the capacity of the bucket. By the same token, teamwork is very important in this kind of high-level competition, and it is the strength of the worst person on the team that determines how far the team can go. So Jiang Shuiyuan is very glad that he doesn't have to face two strong teams at the same time.

After a night and a morning of rest, Han Ren regained his former shameless demeanor, shaking a folding fan in his hand, chatting and laughing with his teammates, but from time to time he looked at Zhou Yuantong's eyes full of resentment, and by the way, he also threw countless eye darts to Jiang Shuiyuan, who was sitting near the left. Jiang Shuiyuan turned a blind eye to Han Ren's self-inflicted affection, but Zhou Yuantong squeezed his eyes at Jiang Shuiyuan: "Brother Jiang's charm is really unstoppable, not only the little girls are crazy, you look at Han Ren in Songjiang Mansion, how many glances at us in a while!"

Jiang Shuiyuan smiled slightly: "People look at me as just loving the house and Wu, what I really like is the short, concise, and introverted Zhou handsome guy in Xuzhou Mansion!"

"I'm throwing up! If he likes it, it's better to die!"

"What? are you still going to be martyred?"

Zhou Yuantong was choked and rolled his eyes, and said depressedly for a long time: "What I'm most afraid of now is to draw lots later! Don't you know, I have washed my hands seven or eight times since this morning, for fear that my luck will be bad, and I will be drawn to a group with Suzhou Mansion, Songjiang Mansion and your Huai'an Mansion." In case the group stage is another winless game, it is better to continue to stay in category C than to die. I really don't have the shame to go back to Xuzhou to see Jiangdong's father!"

Xuzhou Mansion was more sad last year, not to mention that there was a strong Class A team in the same group, and the Class C team was not weak, so it was forced to the third place in the group and became this year's Class C team.

Jiang Shuiyuan pouted: "You don't want to stay in a group with me, I don't want to stay in a group with you! It's best to be in a group with the two teams of Suzhou Mansion and Haizhou, one has more soft girls, and one has more soft persimmons, which one is not better than you?"

The source of the river water is telling the truth.

This year, the Suzhou government team sent 2 girls for the first time in history, respectively as the second debate and the free man, which is unique among the other 11 teams that are four men and one woman. Jiang Shuiyuan said that they have a lot of soft girls, not to discriminate against girls, but throughout the ages, there has always been no shortage of women who are written, written, and sharp-tongued, but there are very few women who are reasonable, logical, and impeccable. Maybe it's nature, right?

The Haizhou team is a traditional weak team. There is no way, this place is barren and poor, the style of writing is bad, even if there are a few geniuses who can't find a famous teacher to guide them, it is difficult to make up a team with combat effectiveness with the guidance of a famous teacher, so it has always been at the bottom of the provincial selection competition.

Although it is a bit immoral to bully soft girls and pinch soft persimmons, who is willing to hold the bones and gnaw on the sticks when there is meat to eat? Especially Huai'an Fuzhong itself is not a strong team, from the main general to the substitute, they have never thought of winning the championship. In everyone's opinion, it is a great achievement to be able to keep the place in the second team, and it would be even better if he could win a high ranking in the second team. As for squeezing into the first team and winning the championship to participate in the national competition, oh, the pillow is there, let's dream!

Zhou Yuantong said with a smile: "It turns out that Brother Jiang likes to eat soft rice! To say that Brother Jiang is both liberal arts and sciences, outstanding in learning, and can eat even hard rice, but I didn't expect to find another way." Of course, with your appearance, Brother Jiang, soft rice is naturally not a problem. Like someone like Zhou, who is short and black-skinned, poor and ugly, it is estimated that he can only chew some hard noodles and steamed buns!"

Jiang Shuiyuan nodded: "Since Brother Zhou likes hard ones, why don't you take the initiative to ask for help and take care of Songjiang and Zhenjiang!

Songjiang Mansion is the leader of the Category A team, and Zhenjiang Mansion is the champion of the Category B team, both of which are very difficult to gnaw. Zhou Yuantong was so frightened that he waved his hand again and again: "Don't! Don't! Even if the sky falls, it should be up to you tall people to stand first, we dwarves are still waiting for Snow White in the forest!"

While the two were talking and laughing, the host announced on the stage: "First of all, the four teams of category C are invited to draw lots on stage. ”

"Ask the gods and Buddhas passing by to bless me to help me draw the lucky lot, and I will definitely burn a few more test papers for you when I go back!" Zhou Yuantong prayed silently several times, then stood up, came to the stage, and took out a round ball from the box and handed it to the host. The supporters announced loudly: "Xuzhou Prefecture Huaihai Middle School Team, Group 2!"

Category C is followed by Category B. The Huai'an Fu squadron ranks first from the bottom in category B, and there is no need to draw lots on stage at all, just look at what the other three teams draw to know which group they are in. Jiang Shuiyuan silently said in his heart from the beginning of Zhenjiang Mansion: Please draw the second group! Please draw the second group!

When the second team went up, Jiang Shuiyuan was still talking like this. When he was in the third team, Jiang Shuiyuan was still talking like this. Wait until the fourth team - well, don't read it, I'm the second team!

Jiang Shuiyuan turned his head sideways, and saw Zhou Yuantong also looking over with a depressed face, and immediately smiled and said: "Brother Zhou, we are really destined! When we came to the same train, and now we are in the same group, we really don't meet in life!"

Zhou Yuantong smiled dryly: "Haha, haha, who said no! They all say, 'A hundred years of cultivation can be crossed in the same boat, and a thousand years of cultivation can be slept together', like the fate of the two of us, it is estimated that we will have to cultivate for three or five hundred years, right?"

Jiang Shuiyuan is unwilling to be in the same group as Xuzhou Mansion, which is the first in Category C, so how can Zhou Yuantong be willing to compete with Huai'an Fuzhong? If we really want to talk about mutual jealousy, I am afraid that Zhou Yuantong is even more jealous of Jiang Shuiyuan. You must know that the couplet competition of poetry solitaire and hairpin flower club on the train yesterday, Zhou Yuantong personally experienced the incomparable water source of the river!

"Speaking of Brother Zhou, didn't you say that you washed your hands seven or eight times, why are you still so lucky?" Jiang Shuiyuan couldn't help but ask.

Zhou Yuantong was even more depressed: "Who said it wasn't? I knew that such a passing year was not good, so I should have asked for leave to go to Linggu Temple this morning and asked the abbot master to open the light for me!"

This time you are in a catastrophe, even if you ask the monks and monks to do a prayer for you for 7749 days, I am afraid that it will be useless!" Han Ren shook the folding fan and shook it over, and there was a bit of schadenfreude on the face of the yin owl: "Now you better pray quickly and don't let me draw the second group, otherwise you will die how ugly and ugly it will be!"

"Really, how ugly can it be? Like someone who burst out of the river last night?" Zhou Yuantong sneered.

"You-!

With that, he brushed his sleeves and left. After a while, I heard the host report on the stage: "Songjiang Prefectural No. 2 Middle School, Group 2!"