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The Nine Clans ended the game so quickly and advanced to the quarterfinals, which was indeed beyond the needs of everyone present, and the other spectators in front of the screen also looked sideways.

"Oh my God! One game here hasn't ended yet, and two games over there have already been played? ”

"That team is called the Nine Clans, and it seems to be a high school student from Wai Chinese Middle School!"

"Damn, that's a local tyrant school!"

"No, their team is here in Rolls-Royce and Lincoln!"

People talked a lot, but before they could gossip, a big screen on the other side of the stadium sounded the sound of the end of the game.

"Holy! Another team finished playing? ”

The people looked away from the Nine Clans and turned to the other Clan.

"Those people look like high school students again, right?"

"Yes, it seems to be a high school student from Eton Middle School in our city, and there is a foreign girl!"

There's always someone in the crowd who is particularly well-informed.

"EtonHouse School? What school is that? ”

"If the foreign Chinese middle school is a local tycoon school, then the Eton Center is an aristocratic school, and it is said that there are really noble children from other countries studying in it?"

In the crowd of discussions, Xiaobai's pretended profound words attracted everyone's attention.

"Really? What kind of aristocrat is that? A small-eyed girl with glasses asked.

"African chiefs!"

Xiaobai looked at the girl with little eyes with disdain, and said deliberately.

"The chief is also a nobleman?"

"Nonsense, the chieftain is equivalent to a tribal king, how is it not a nobleman? Is it only Europe that has an aristocracy? Everyone in Thailand has an aristocratic ......"

"Cut! Anyway, I only like rich and handsome aristocrats. ”

"You only like rich and handsome, right?"

…………

Xiaobai and Xiaoyan obviously digressed, and everyone stopped paying attention to the two of them and looked at the second team to advance to the quarterfinals, Team Sky.

At this time, Wu Xiaolang and the others had already completed the handover with the official staff, and came to the side of Senior Sister Lan Meng and a group of alumni from the same school, and they couldn't help but look sideways when they saw that the Sky team actually followed closely to advance to the quarterfinals.

"Those people at Eton Middle School are very strong!"

Even the fat man, who had always been improper, was upright at this time.

"Yes, the first place in the top 16, and the promotion to the top 8 so quickly, the performance of the Sky team is indeed very strong." Su Xue also nodded and said seriously.

Wu Xiaolang just nodded, didn't say anything, he knew that tomorrow their Nine Clan would definitely meet the people from Eton Middle School, and now he and Su Xue Juhua Fat Man Zhou Song and the five of them have paid enough attention to the Sky Clan, no matter when they meet them tomorrow, the Nine Clan Team will definitely go all out and defeat them!

Tomorrow's quarterfinals will be divided into AB group stage format, Wu Xiaolang does not want to be divided into a group with Team Sky, he hopes to meet Team Sky in the championship match after breaking through in the group stage!

That's more fun, isn't it?

ended the game early, but Wu Xiaolang and the others did not leave the arena in a hurry, but went to the audience to watch the games of other groups.

After all, half of these teams are their potential opponents tomorrow, and understanding the tactics and strength of their opponents is the basic quality of every professional team.

…………

Zhao Ling, who was hiding in the back row, moved away from the phone screen with a disappointed look, and the last screen displayed on her phone screen in front of the lock screen was the QQ group of the Jiu Zhan team.

"Assi~ these guys! If you advance to the quarterfinals, you won't notify anyone in the group! I'm at least a member of the Nine Wars, hey! ”

Zhao Ling stomped her high heels angrily, and when she saw that Wu Xiaolang and the others were still walking around the venue to watch the game, she pouted and cautiously exited the venue.

She came to watch Wu Xiaolang and them play, and she didn't care about other games.

"Stinky boy, little fat man! Why haven't you two been so serious about studying? ”

It was obviously an angry face, but the corners of Zhao Ling's mouth raised a trace of joy, and he tore off the silk scarf used for camouflage on his head, revealing a long curly hair that was soft and shiny burgundy, and Zhao Ling walked out of the door of the venue.

"Xiao Yu, what are you looking at?"

Seeing Wu Xiaolang looking at the vicinity of the gate of the venue, the fat man first looked at Wu Xiaolang, and then stretched his neck to look at the gate: "Is there a beautiful woman?" Where? ”

"It's already ...... gone"

Wu Xiaolang's words made the fat man a little disappointed, and he muttered again and again that Wu Xiaolang was not righteous, but he notified him as soon as he saw an exposed beauty.

Wu Xiaolang chuckled and admitted his mistake to the fat man, and at the same time secretly thought, the back just now was too much like the head teacher, with long legs and a perfect waist, and that long burgundy hair...... Is it her?

Wu Xiaolang shook his head and didn't think much about it, but since he thought of Zhao Ling, Wu Xiaolang took out his mobile phone and sent a message to the remarked "Xiao Ling'er".

"Head teacher, today's game is our Jiu team......... (aggrieved) (almost crying)"

Wu Xiaolang deliberately made a fuss, he wanted to tease Zhao Ling.

Outside the venue, Zhao Ling, who had already gotten into the taxi, looked at the phone and smiled proudly, and his slender and white fingers quickly clicked on the phone screen to reply to the message.

"Oops? (Surprised) how could you lose if you five are so skilled? (insidious)"

The tone of the text seems to be gloating, but it is also in line with Zhao Lingfa's position and image of them going to participate in the competition.

Life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills.

"Stinky boy, I know you won! You still want to fool me! Hum! Zhao Ling said to herself after sending the message, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, and the smile was very sweet, "Finally, this stinky boy has a conscience and knows to inform me, although it is still so indecent......"

"Hee-hee! I'm sorry to disappoint you, class teacher! ”

"Our Jiu team won all five games today and successfully advanced to the quarterfinals of the City A City Competition! It's time for the championship tomorrow! ”

After Wu Xiaolang sent these two messages, he smiled evilly, he guessed that Zhao Ling must have looked embarrassed, can she still laugh?

"Oh~"

Zhao Ling only replied with a simple "oh", which made Wu Xiaolang feel uncomfortable.

"Head teacher, don't you have any ideas? Like what... Disappointed or something? Wu Xiaolang continued to ask.

In the taxi, Zhao Ling pouted and glared at the mobile phone screen, and replied: "I am less proud, I just entered the quarterfinals, what's the big deal?" It's the ability to win the championship! ”

Wu Xiaolang looked at Zhao Ling's reply, and felt as if something was wrong, no matter how you look at it, this tone seems to motivate him......

"We're sure we'll win the championship, class teacher, do you believe it?"

Wu Xiaolang smiled siniskly and began to trick Zhao Ling.

"Just you? Unbelief! ”

"Why don't we make a bet?"

"Bet on what?"

Zhao Ling in the taxi instantly raised her vigilance, she had suffered a loss from Wu Xiaolang once.

"Hehe, (bad laughs) If we win the championship, will you send me a picture of my swimsuit?"

Wu Xiaolang sent this message obscenely, in fact, he really wanted to see what Zhao Ling looked like in a swimsuit, Zhao Ling was in such a good figure, and the swimsuit photos must be very hot!

"Die!! (kitchen knife)"

Zhao Ling's reply was not what Wu Xiaolang expected, it really angered her, Wu Xiaolang smiled, although he wanted to see it, he didn't expect the head teacher to give it to him, he just wanted to tease Zhao Ling.

Wu Xiaolang's bad habit of flirting with the head teacher can't be changed......

…………

"Ah~ stinky boy!" Zhao Ling put down his phone, stroked his hair helplessly, and complained in his heart: "Haven't you already seen everything by him, you still want to watch it, what a thief and a bad boy!" ”

"However, there seem to be a few photos of swimsuits and underwear from college in the album I encrypted......"

"Ahh What do I think? Never give it to him! ”

…………

In the evening, after Wu Xiaolang and Su Xue Chrysanthemum Fat Sister Zhou Songlan Meng went home separately, their parents didn't ask much, Wu Xiaolang told his parents that he was going to participate in the activities of the school club, and he was not lying to them.

He's just participating in the club activities of the school game club!

Fortunately, the live broadcast of the game in the city game is only on the major live broadcast platforms, not on TV, and my parents will not go to watch those game live broadcasts.

In the QQ group of the Nine Clans, the fat man told Zhao Ling (Little Sugar Girl) the news that they had entered the quarterfinals, and explained that he was afraid of disturbing her to make up classes, so he told her until now.

The little sugar girl in the QQ group was well-behaved and happy, and sincerely congratulated them and encouraged the follow-up competition!

Little Sugar Girl: Brothers and sisters must cheer for the championship! I will always be behind you silently to support you!

…………

However, everyone chatted in the QQ group, Zhou Song inadvertently mentioned the news of his grandfather's illness in his hometown, and when he learned the news, Wu Xiaolang, Su Xue, Juhua, Fat Man, and even Little Sugar Girl were very concerned, but Zhou Song said with a smile that it was okay, grandpa's illness was not serious, and it didn't matter if he went to see grandpa a day later.

But let Zhou Song put down his grandfather's illness and accompany them to play games...... Although it was only one day, Wu Xiaolang and the others were still very guilty in their hearts.

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