Chapter 71: Epilogue

The white curtain was pulled down by two students, and the whiteboard was filled with names. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The list consists of 60 people, divided into groups A and B, and the onlookers stare intently at the list in the hope of finding their names on it.

"Oops, no my name. ā€

"I was defeated. ā€

"I think my grades are pretty good, why didn't I get selected?

……

While many people complained about not being selected for the fall auditions, many people managed to stand out from the crowd and became the lucky ones, happily hugging their companions on one side.

Zheng Ke tried for more than ten minutes before squeezing into the whiteboard.

Because of the advantage in word count, Zheng Ke quickly found his name in Group A, carefully looked at the list of the same group, and found that in addition to himself, there were several people he knew, such as Teru Kuga and Eiyama Edaziya, in addition, another person also caught Zheng Ke's attention, Catherine Duran.

Sounds like a girl.

Zheng Ke touched his chin, thinking back to the people who had an impression among the first-year students, only to find that he had never seen the name.

However, there are more than 400 people in the first grade, and it is impossible for everyone to know him, this person should be the "fish that slipped through the net", right?

At this moment, the voice of the system sounded in Zheng Ke's mind.

"System Mission: Win the Fall Tryouts

Rewards: Cooking Note 2.0;

Improvement: (1) Recipes are no longer required, and (2) the scoring criteria are increased to 80 points. ā€

Although this task is difficult, the upgraded version of the cooking notes is also quite good, and the current cooking notes are obviously a bit chicken for Zheng Ke, if they can be upgraded to version 2.0, it would be really good.

It's just the difficulty of the whole task......

Zheng Ke shook his head, it was indeed a bit exaggerated. If you want to win the championship, you have to beat Isshiki Hui and them, and it seems that you have to fight again.

After making up his mind, Zheng Ke moved his eyes to Group B, and found many people he knew, Isshiki Hui, Ji Zhiguo Ningning and Sugizaki Asami.

Isshihui and Ji Zhiguo Ning Ning? What kind of sparks will these two people encounter together?

Hey?

When Zheng Ke was about to turn around, he suddenly found another name, Absolon Duran, who had the same surname as Catherine.

These two should be brothers or sisters, right?

"There are two exchange students here. Yi Sehui came out of nowhere and patted Zheng Ke on the shoulder.

"Exchange students?" Zheng Ke quickly scanned the list, "You won't say that this brother and sister are exchange students, right?"

"It's the two of them. Now, the autumn tryouts are really interesting. Isshiki squinted her eyes and smiled faintly.

"Really...... Let's hope we get good results, right?"

"It doesn't matter, I believe in Zheng Kejun's strength. ā€

"Thank you. By the way, what is the format of this competition?Knockout?" Zheng Ke suddenly remembered this question.

Each tournament has its own format. Generally speaking, big competitions will be knockout rounds, such as the World Cup, or maybe points matches.

However, the 60-person points race is terrifying to think about.

"On the back of the whiteboard is written, I just read it. Issehui explained.

"Back?" Zheng Ke frowned, although there were not as many people in the back as here, it was not so easy to squeeze in.

"To put it simply, 60 students are divided into two groups of 30 in each group. At the time of selection, the AB group will also conduct qualifiers, and the top 4 players in each group will be able to participate in the top 8 knockout rounds. ā€

Isshiki said everything he knew, "As for the date and location of the autumn tryouts, the school will release them together with the release of the exam questions. As is customary, it was shortly after the start of the second semester. ā€

After being reminded by Yishihui, Zheng Ke has some understanding of this competition, and it seems that the whole competition is also a screening process, and the best eight people are selected from all the first-year students.

It seems that next year's ten Jerry is destined to be selected among these eight people.

Zheng Ke squeezed out of the crowd and found that everyone on campus was discussing the autumn tryouts. Some people are determined to do their best to get satisfactory results.

Satisfactory results, but only eight people can enter the semi-finals.

Zheng Ke had a hunch that this competition would definitely be more cruel than the competitions he had experienced before.

"Hey, Ji Zhiguo, you remember, in the autumn qualifiers, I must beat you, absolutely!"

Not far away, I stood on tiptoe according to Ji for a long time, trying my best to be at the same level as Ji Zhiguo Ning Ning's line of sight. However, it was obviously a very imposing sentence, but because of the height difference between Ji Ji and Ji Zhi Guo Ning Ning, it became nondescript.

"My opponent is not you. I want to compete with Isshiki-kun or Zheng Ke-kun. The last time you were defeated by me, there is no need to fight any more. Ji Zhiguo Ning Ning cupped his eyes and said softly.

"Hey, you dead woman, I'm not good at desserts in the first place, I have the ability, and the two of us will eat halberds again?" said Teruki for a long time, dissatisfied.

"No, if you can make it to the finals of the fall season, we can compare. But I'm afraid you won't be able to make it to the finals. ā€

"Who said that, among these 60 people, I'm not afraid of anyone!" said Kuga Teruki, patting his chest.

"Height......" Ji Zhiguo Ning Ning muttered quietly.

"I'm talking about cooking, you dead woman! If you don't believe me, we can compare it now!"

Ji Zhiguo Ning Ning directly ignored the protest of Ji Ji for a long time, and directly locked his eyes on Zheng Ke and Yi Shihui.

"Hello. ā€

"Hello. Isseki said with a chuckle.

Zheng Ke waved his hand, which was regarded as a greeting, but his eyes looked at Jiu Ji Zhaoji, "Long time no see." ā€

Since the last halberd, the two have barely met.

After losing to Akane Kubo, Zheng Ke always felt that he owed me a long time. But then I thought about it carefully, and he didn't get anything from Kuga Teruki, and the kitchen knife was also from Tanimoto Shiho, and it didn't have much to do with Kuga Teruki.

Thinking about this, Zheng Ke's mood was finally better, but the two still didn't meet.

"It's better not to see. Jiu Teruki glanced at his mouth, looking unhappy.

"You love to see him, but I want to see him. Zheng Ke, I want to compete with you in the autumn auditions. Ji Zhiguo Ning Ning said softly.

"I remember we're not in the same district, right?" Zheng Ke scratched his head.

"Then the quarterfinals. And you, Isusei, you're also my target. ā€

"If you go long enough in the fall tryouts, we'll definitely have a chance. ā€

"It's for the best. Ji Zhiguo Ning Ning cupped his eyes, "I appreciate your confidence, but I still have to say that my goal is to win the championship." ā€

"But there's only one champion. Zheng Ke raised his head and chest, his eyes burning.

"Then it's up to who can laugh at the end, right? Yissehui, you too, I hope you can go further. ā€

"And me!" said Kuga Teru as he raised his hand.

"Height ......"

For a long time, I looked at the other three according to Ji, and the shortest Ji Zhiguo Ning Ning was half a head taller than him, and his face suddenly turned red, "You dead woman, you all say it's cooking!"

On the teaching building not far away, Ruishan Zhizu was also lying on the window of the corridor, looking at the people coming and going downstairs, frowning slightly, "Autumn preliminaries...... No matter what they think, the one who won the championship in the end must be me. ā€

(End of Volume 2)