Chapter 53 More than 800
Yes, I changed the cover!
The semi-finals, needless to say, are more important in every way.
Moreover, in the eyes of many people, this game is basically the final.
In the words of the commentator: "This can be seen as a showdown between No. 1 High School and No. 25 Middle School..."
Well, this game was broadcast on TV, although it was only broadcast on the local station in Biandong, and the ratings today were quite good.
There are many spectators who love their hometown and gave up the competition in first-tier cities and chose here. At the same time, there are also some spectators who have other thoughts, such as the coach of No. 25 Middle School.
On this day, the coach of No. 25 Middle School put away the videotape, sent his family away, moved his stool, took his notebook, and was about to study hard when he heard this sentence. Suddenly, he felt unwell.
Where is their No. 25 Middle School? Where is their No. 25 Middle School? We can't just say there is a No. 15 Middle School and treat that No. 15 Middle School as their No. 25 Middle School!
Well, although he has a big shadow in his heart, this explanation is really not nonsense.
No. 15 Middle School has emerged as a rising star. Yang Zheng single-handedly defeated the entire No. 25 Middle School. Now it seems that only No. 1 High School can stop her.
But can Yigao do it?
This time the camera was not only facing the stadium, but also the commentary desk.
At this time, there was not only the commentator himself, but also Li Xiantian, who was very familiar to the people of Biandong.
The commentator sighed: "No. 15 Middle School is truly the biggest dark horse this year. At the beginning of the competition, I'm afraid no one expected this to happen."
Li Xiantian took a sip of tea, smiled and nodded, "Those who opened foreign markets will regret it."
Although the commentator next to him was familiar with this, he could only give an awkward but polite smile when he heard this.
Opening an overseas market, that is something that any adult would probably know a little bit about, but how can I say this out loud?
I can't explain this to the Public Security Bureau!
To prevent Li Xiantian from continuing to talk nonsense, he quickly said, "Now the outside world believes that even a high school can't stop Yang Zheng. What do you think?"
Li Xiantian was about to speak when there was a sudden uproar in the stands of No. 15 Middle School. They looked over and saw that the entire stand had disappeared. What appeared before their eyes were pieces of colorful squares - everyone in No. 15 Middle School was holding a square silk scarf. Then, there was a hysterical shout: "Yang Zheng - Yang Zheng!"
It turned out that while they were chatting, the martial arts club of No. 15 Middle School came out.
The one walking in front is Coach Liu, and the second one is Yang Zheng.
She was wearing a cotton coat from the martial arts club, her lips were tightly pursed, and her expression was serious. In front of the camera, she seemed to be thinking about something seriously.
"It seems that Yang Zheng also attaches great importance to this game." said the commentator.
Li Xiantian commented: "This is the quality a warrior should have. It seems that she also knows where her shortcomings are."
"What you said is..."
Li Xiantian smiled and said, "You'll know soon."
The commentator smiled awkwardly but politely again, and the camera adjusted the lens to a high position at just the right moment - they entered the stadium together with No. 15 Middle School, but their cheering was so poor that they were ignored.
In fact, it’s not the fault of No. 1 High School for not paying attention to it, but rather that they didn’t need to pay attention to it in the past.
In the early days of Biandong, they had no rivals. Even if they occasionally lost to No. 25 Middle School once or twice, it was usually not due to any fault of their own.
As for the appearances here, most of the attention is focused on them as soon as they come out.
"One high!"
"Oh, a high one!"
"Yigao is here!"
Not to mention the onlookers, even the opponents often make such exclamations.
The camera will also give them enough time, and the commentary and reviews will focus more on them.
This could almost be said to be their first time to appear in such an unknown manner, but this stimulated Gou Fu and the others even more, especially after they noticed a hint of loneliness in Coach Dong's eyes.
Coach Dong is not the kind of coach you see in movies and TV shows. He won’t pay for extra meals for them out of his own pocket - Yigao has plenty of money, so the food is pretty good.
I won't get up in the middle of the night to cover them with blankets - I have plenty of money, so the heating is always on well.
He would not ride his half-old motorcycle to pick them up - the high school had plenty of money, so the school bus was pretty good.
There was no such thing as secretly sending them tuition fees, medicine, or warmth - just like the previous three reasons, they had enough money.
But he is also a very dedicated coach.
He was there at every training session;
It would be difficult for No. 25 Middle School to beat them, so he would persist in watching their games, even those of No. 27 and No. 13 Middle Schools.
In the past, he acted indifferent to winning or losing because they would definitely win. But this time, they were not sure, so he took the pressure on himself.
To win!
Must win!
Although none of them could defeat Yang Zheng alone, they had three of them!
"It seems that No. 1 High School also takes this competition very seriously. Look at their expressions! Look at their expressions! They are very similar to Yang Zheng's right now!"
The camera lingered on both sides.
The people on Yigao's side were serious, and Yang Zheng's side was also serious.
The commentator concluded: "This will be a good game!"
"come on!"
"come on!"
On the Yigao side, five people put their hands together, ready to go.
At No. 15 Middle School, only Yang Zheng stood up.
On the big screen, the contrast between the two sides is so obvious.
"Yang Zheng! Yang Zheng!" the commentator shouted into the microphone. "We've been wondering who can snipe her. Ever since she single-handedly pierced No. 25 Middle School last time—no, ever since she defeated No. 33 Middle School, ever since she defeated Dong Hao—we've been wondering how far she can go. We always wonder how far she can go, but we never consider the pressure she's under! The glory and hope of No. 15 Middle School actually rest on her."
"Well, if she loses, No. 15 Middle School will be shut down."
Just when the commentary was full of passion, Li Xiantian added a sentence at the right time.
The commentator was stunned and didn't know how to respond for a moment.
Yes, they all knew that a school like No. 15 Middle School, which was obscure, had nothing to offer, and seemed to have had some major incidents in the past, could easily be merged or cancelled. But... it was like betting on foreign markets. You know it, but don't say it out loud!
"Of course, we don't have to worry about that now. No. 15 Middle School can survive for at least three more years because of this competition."
Li Xiantian continued to act without any scruples, and the camera only focused on Yang Zheng.
At this time, she was already standing on the ring, still wearing the cotton coat of the martial arts department. She stood very straight, with her head held high, her lips tightly pursed, and her brows slightly wrinkled. In the huge ring, her figure actually had a thin feeling.
Ever since she stood up, students from No. 15 Middle School have been shouting her name. At that moment, there was a moment of silence, and then, there was an even louder shout—Yang Zheng! Yang Zheng!
Their school is going to fail, their school is going to disappear, their school is going to disappear...
They had vaguely heard of these things in the past, but never paid much attention to them. In a sense, they still had a little hope - if No. 15 Middle School disappeared, perhaps they would be assigned to a better school that could survive, and it would not be worse.
There are some that you just don’t have to think about - it has nothing to do with you anyway.
When they graduate, they won’t care whether No. 15 Middle School still exists or not.
But at this moment, when I suddenly heard this sentence from other people's mouths, I suddenly felt a different emotion.
Then, Yang Zheng, who was studying his own system there, suddenly found that his Qi value was surging.
In just a short while, it reached 800!
But, I still can’t add any more points! Even if it reaches 800, I still can’t!
"We heard the powerful shouts from No. 15 Middle School. Amidst these shouts, we could see Yang Zheng's expression become even more serious! Even more solemn! The same thing happened to No. 1 High School. Okay, now the referee has given his instructions. Yang Zheng, drop your cotton coat—not good—"
Almost at the same time that Yang Zheng dropped his coat, Yuan Zhen moved.
He did not violate any rules, the referee gave the order and the game began.
Of course, he didn't have enough martial arts spirit. In the past, he would never do this, but now, he couldn't care less!
Let him bear the blame!
Let him be laughed at!
Anyway, he is the weakest in the team.
He thought so and rushed forward. For a moment, he wanted to rush straight at Yang Zheng. Opportunity! Opportunity! Opportunity!
As long as he put his hands around her neck, everything would be over.
Danger!
Yang Banbu hadn't felt this kind of hair-standing-on-top feeling for a long time, and in a flash she understood what was going on.
despicable
No, she was careless!
Now the cotton coat has not been completely removed from her hands, and her body has not yet fully entered the combat state. The most important thing is that she didn't pay any attention to what was happening with the person opposite her.
Yang Banbu had rich experience and he thought of what he could do almost at the same time, but he also anticipated the consequences almost at the same time.
In the last competition, she became a real warrior. In the following week, she did not slack off at all and practiced for twelve hours every day.
But even so, not only has the mental power completely stagnated, but the strength has not increased much either. Agility and speed have increased a little, but they are still... the acquired level one.
On the other hand, Yuan Zhen on the opposite side was already at the fourth level of acquired martial arts, and he had mastered some of the moves. With such a huge gap between them, once he was defeated by the opponent, it would be very difficult to turn the tables.
To dodge or to attack
To be or not to be
You only have one chance. If you choose the wrong No. 15 Middle School, it's over!
She said that she would lead No. 15 Middle School to glory!
Yang Zheng stretched out his foot.
The author has something to say:
Yes, I changed the cover. I think the one drawn by the young lady still has that feeling, o(*￣︶￣*)o
Thank you very much for your support. I will continue to work hard!
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