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After a hellish week of training, they finally had the day they had been looking forward to and worrying about, Monday, which was the registration time for the National High School Basketball League.

Early in the morning, the Hongyun Stadium in the center of H was crowded with people, wearing different school uniforms. There are a total of 16 high schools in H City, and the school uniforms of different colors are intertwined, which looks extremely gorgeous.

Zhao Xin, who was standing on the basketball court, complained: "It's so hot here, why don't you even have an air conditioner." ”

Wen Hao looked at the audience seats around him, which were now only half full, fantasizing that they were full of spectators and cheering for himself, and his heart suddenly felt a burst of excitement and excitement. The audience seat of Hongyun Stadium can seat more than 15,000 people, and now it is only half full of just one registration, which shows the high level of people's love for basketball.

Ren Yan, who didn't know anything, dozed off and said, "It's really boring, coach, isn't it good for you to sign up for this kind of thing? Why do you want to bring us here?" ”

Li Hua knocked his head heavily and said, "Who said that as long as I come, it would be fine, and then you would have to sign by yourself, otherwise don't think about participating." ”

Ren Yan hugged his head and muttered in a low voice: "Cut, how can you make it the same as a prisoner." ”

At this time, an obscene uncle came over and said with a smile: "Yo! Isn't this the team of the Chinese middle school? Why are you here to participate again, do you want to be at the bottom again?"

Hearing his words, Wen Hao immediately asked a little angrily, "Who is this, dare to look down on us like this." ”

Ling Hao replied: "This is the coach of the basketball team of Feiying Middle School, and the reason why he said this is because our school has been at the bottom for five consecutive years. ”

Ren Yan exclaimed: "Five years in a row! Is our school so bad?"

"Yes in the last five years. Ling Hao looked at this group of 'cute' juniors and said, "But it won't be this year, because you will join this year." ”

Ren Yan patted his chest and said, "That's it, with us, the bottom is just a legend." ”

Li Hua looked at the man and said, "Lian Sheng, I hope you don't accompany me to the bottom this year." ”

Lian Sheng pointed to the players from Flying Eagle Middle School who were standing behind him, and said with a smile: "You don't have to worry about me, I have recruited very strong players this year, and it is impossible to accompany you to the bottom like last year." ”

Li Hua smiled contemptuously: "Really? ”

"You're welcome. Lian Sheng left with his players.

Zhao Xin watched them leave and muttered, "It's really a nasty person, it's best not to let me meet you in the first round, otherwise you will definitely be called the bottom." ”

Ren Yan echoed: "That's right, directly abuse them, you say yes Yun Feng." ”

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For a long time, I didn't hear Yun Feng's voice.

"Eh, Yun Feng. Ren Yan turned his head and found that Yun Feng was not behind him.

"Go, wasn't it still behind me just now?" Ren Yan looked around, but still didn't find Yun Feng's figure, so he asked Zhao Xin, "Hey, have you seen where Yun Feng's kid went." ”

"Yun Feng?" Zhao Xin shook his head, "No." ”

"It's weird. Ren Yan couldn't figure it out.

For a while, the whole team began to look for Yun Feng. In the end, I don't know who shouted, "He's up there." ”

Ren Yan looked at the audience and found that Yun Feng was sitting leisurely in the audience, still following Qin Yu next to him, and couldn't help but scold: "Damn! When did this kid run there?" ”

As a result, no one answered him.

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From seven o'clock to here, it is now half past eight, and after waiting for an hour and a half, the organizer of the National High School Basketball League in H City swaggered in from the left passage.

There were three people in total, two women and one man, and they walked behind the technical table on the right side of the basketball court, took out a few documents, and the one who didn't know who was holding a loudspeaker shouted, "I'm sorry to get up late, please be quiet." ”

The originally noisy gymnasium instantly fell silent.

The one said, "Okay, let's get in line, and we'll confirm the schools we're attending." ”

After a burst of footsteps, the originally scattered crowd formed a neat rectangle.

The one continued, "Come to me in order from left to right." ”

The first team standing on the left walked out, and at a glance, it turned out to be the Flying Eagle Middle School basketball team led by Lian Sheng. They walked up to the man, and a woman handed a form to Lian Sheng and said to him, "Fill in this information." ”

Another woman said, "Players, please come here and fill in your names and identities." ”

After filling in their information, the players did not expect to actually draw and sign.

When they were done, it was the second team's turn to fill in the boring information, and this continued until the fifth team.

As soon as they walked out, the crowd in the audience immediately cheered.

Wen Hao shouted, "What's wrong?

Ren Yan said: "Who are they?

Ling Hao looked at them with the eyes of an alien and said, "Don't you know?"

Wen Hao and Ren Yan shook their heads at the same time, "I don't know, we don't pay attention to these when we come out." ”

Ling Hao said helplessly: "They are the basketball team of Thunderstorm Middle School, the first place in H City last year, and they also achieved a good result of eighth place in the national competition. Besides, didn't you watch the video of the Thunderstorm Middle School game last time?"

Xiao Ling said disdainfully: "It's only the eighth place, what's so spirited." ”

"Look. Wen Hao pointed to the tall center of Thunderstorm Middle School and shouted.

When Ren Yan saw it, he was also shocked, "Damn, why is he so tall, at least more than 2.05 meters, what did he grow up eating." ”

Xiao Ling smiled coldly: "I think he may have gigantism." ”

After waiting for a long time, it was finally the turn of this group of people from the Chinese middle school. They excitedly stepped forward to write their names and sign them. As for Yun Feng, Li Hua directly asked a few people to tie him up and forced him to sign and draw a pledge.

It all went on like this, and when the sixteenth and final team went up, the audience cheered again, but the sound was much quieter than that of Thunderstorm Middle School.

Wen Hao asked, "What kind of goods are they?"

Ling Hao replied: "Longma Middle School, the second place in H City last year, was four points behind and lost when competing with Thunderstorm Middle School for the first place, but in the loser group, he won the first place, thus qualifying for the national competition. And in the national competition, he also achieved a good result of 16th place. ”

After they filled it out, the one who stuffed the papers back into the file bag, then took out a red wooden box for the lottery, picked up the megaphone and shouted: "There will be a lot draw next, please come up and draw lots in the order of each team." ”

The first one to go up was Lian Sheng, and he drew it was A2. Others don't care about him, Li Hua drew A1, which means that the two teams will start competing tomorrow.

Zhao Xin clenched his fists and said: "God has eyes, it seems that they are destined to be abused." ”

But Lian Sheng snickered in his heart: "Haha, it seems that it will definitely not be at the bottom today." ”

When the draw was over, who said: "Thank you for the enthusiastic registration of various schools, I believe that everyone will have a better performance in this year's National High School Basketball League H City Division, and will achieve better results in the national competition, okay, today's registration is here, and the game will officially start tomorrow, please arrive on time." ”