The students participating in the national team selection competition are all managed uniformly.

Although I can’t take care of the time to get up and wash, there are clear requirements for the meal starting at the time.

At 7:20 in the morning, Jiang Xiao finished washing up and followed Zhao Wenlong out of the room and went to the restaurant on the west side of the first floor of the hotel for dining.

Jiang Xiao eats breakfast every day in this restaurant. Compared to the noisy before, now, there are only a few figures in the huge restaurant.

After all, there are only 16 contestants and team leaders left in the hotel. If nothing unexpected happens, only 10 contestants will be left after today.

Jiang Xiao took the plate and put a piece of date cake, a potato cake, a tray of small buns, two boiled eggs, one cool and one hot two side dishes, and then happily scooped a bowl of soy milk.

Fang Xingyun and Hou were obviously not here, and they didn’t know if they had finished eating or hadn’t gotten up.

However, Jiang Xiao saw a familiar figure and walked over with a plate: "How about you eat?"

Xing Yan raised his head, and there were still egg yolk powder on his mouth. The food he had on his mouth made him not choose to speak, but instead hummed.

Jiang Xiao looked at the pile of egg shells on his table and couldn't help but his scalp was numb!

The stone hammered!

Chicken Terminator!

This man has eaten so many unhatched chicks!

"You are too cruel, aren't you?" Jiang Xiao looked at the pile of egg shells and continued, "Don't you know you need to dip the sauce for eggs?"

Xing Yan:"

On the side, Zhao Wenlong also sat at the table with a plate on his back. The life of retired cadres made Jiang Xiao’s scalp numb again.

On Zhao Wenlong's plate, two pieces of pastries, one fried egg, and one plate of vegetables, she also held the cup of tea he made himself in her hand

Please respect your star warrior profession! You can eat so much exercise every day?

Look at Xing Yan! This is a real man! Look at the braised pork rice bowl that has been eaten, and look at the empty bun cage!

You Zhao Wenlong?

A beautiful figure suddenly sat down beside Jiang Xiao.

Yoho? Isn’t this a tree goddess?

Jiang Xiao looked at her curiously. Boys like Jiang Xiao and Xing Yan were more resistant to sitting next to each other, so the three people on the table sat very scattered. Xin Ai'an was petite and did not take up any space. Jiang Xiao didn't say anything.

The key is that if the girl sits here, Jiang Xiao moves the plate away, it will be bad.

"If you meet in the quarterfinals, just act like a show, I will admit defeat." Xin Aian's white and tender little hand was holding chopsticks and stirred the red and cruel beef powder on her table.

"Oh." Jiang Xiao thought for a while and agreed, "Okay."

When she thought of Xin Aian, what appeared in Jiang Xiao's mind was green, which was very incompatible with the red beef noodles she was eating.

Xin Aian turned his head and looked at Zhao Wenlong with a look of exploration.

Zhao Wenlong nodded very cooperatively: "I know."

Xin Aian smiled politely, and then lowered his head to eat noodles.

Crack Crack Crack.

On the side, the ignored Xing Yan crushed another boiled egg

The four-member group did not communicate any more. After having breakfast, Jiang Xiao went back to the house to rest for a while, went downstairs at 7:50, and took a bus to the People's Stadium with the team members.

Today's protagonist is not the top eight. Although there are also competitions for the quarterfinals, the battle in the loser group is the highlight of today.

Among the eight players in the loser group, the first two will be decided as substitutes and will be included in the national team's 10-man roster. Everything will be announced today.

The eight people were obviously confirmed, but the qualifying match was still going to continue. During breakfast, Shin Ai'an's words obviously didn't want to fight desperately. After all, she had already obtained the starting position and she didn't care about her ranking in the team.

If nothing unexpected happens, some people should have the same idea as Xin Aian, and they don’t care about these so-called rankings.

But among these eight people, without exception, they all care about the outcome.

After all, they are star warriors, and eight people who have emerged across the country, so their desire to win or lose cannot be low.

Maybe before the game, they were thinking about following the rules of the competition, pretending to behave and completing the selection process, but after the fight really started, they might get angry.

The students, led by their respective team leaders, sat down one after another. Then, the six-year-old child was pouted and was carried up again.

It is worth mentioning that after entering the quarterfinals, the top eight players were changed their numbers and ranked from 1 to 8 in order of promotions.

The last eight have not changed their numbers, they will come to compete for No. 9 and No. 10.

Jiang Xiao and others became "hot fields" students instead. After the staff introduction, everyone also learned about the process of today's competition:

The winner group will decide the semi-finals first, and the loser group will decide the semi-finals first.

The winner group will decide the first two, and the loser group will decide the first two.

When we get to this point, the national team's 10-man roster has basically been determined, but the winner group and the loser group have their own championship and Asian competitions. The winner group's top spot will get the title of captain of the national team, and the loser group's top spot will get the number 9.

What is really meaningful is the title of "National Team Captain", the titles 2 to 10 are the same.

If you take the captain, your identity will be different. It’s not that the resource tilt can be. At least various interviews and exposures to the team are difficult to bypass the captain of the national team.

This will be a complete publicity for your school and even your hometown, and will also increase your personal and school influence.

Just imagine, among a group of great gods in the imperial capital and the demon city, a Dazang Star Martial Arts student suddenly emerged and became the captain of the national team of this individual competition. People's reaction can be imagined.

I guess Southwest Xingwu University would not be very happy with Xin Aian’s idea, so Xin Aian also said that he would pretend and then give in.

Jiang Xiao is different. He can roam at will. After the sky falls, Mingming and Zhao Wenlong are holding on. They can't even hold on to the captain, and they can't rely on Jiang Xiao.

"No. 1!" The staff took the ping-pong ball from the child's hand, rotated and unscrewed, and announced loudly.

Xie Yan raised his right hand high and clenched it into a fist, with the black fist belt tightly.

Jiang Xiao leaned on his elbows with his knees, clenched his hands, and his chin was resting on his fist, looking like he was praying, and he muttered in his mouth: "Zhao Wenlong! Zhao Wenlong! Zhao Wenlong!"

Zhao Wenlong:???

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised. In fact, many people here hoped to see this game, one black and one white, and the two masters of fist and kicking would definitely be quite exciting to fight!

The staff took the ping-pong ball from the child's hand, rotated and unscrewed it, and raised it high: "No. 3!"

Jiang Xiao:???

"Haha!" Zhao Wenlong couldn't help but laugh. Jiang Xiao was the third one to advance, and his current number was No. 3.

Jiang Xiao looked confused,

Did I breastfeed myself?

The next person next to him was obviously unhappy. Since he played in the quarterfinals of 32, he has not met Jiang Xiao yet?

"Damn it." Then Mingming shook his hand fiercely, looking unhappy.

When Jiang Xiao saw this scene, he felt much better. He stood up, raised his right hand, and said that he had no objection.

The staff signaled the children to continue drawing table tennis. Jiang Xiao lowered his head and looked at Hou Mingming, who was extremely dissatisfied. He pressed his hand on Hou Mingming's shoulder and muttered softly:

"What do you think but you can't get it, what can you do in life?"

Later, Mingming raised his head and looked at Jiang Xiao's ugly face. He couldn't help but take a deep breath and calmed down the turbulent emotions in his heart.

Having said that, why does this kid still speak in a tuneful manner?

Is this a lyric?

"You can enter the semi-finals!" Hou Mingming said in a cold voice.

Jiang Xiao sat down and grinned: "That's so strong that Xie Yan is outrageous! I can't beat him."

Later, Mingming's body trembled a little, his fists clenched, and a word was squeezed out from his teeth: "Cry!"

"You are so unreasonable." Jiang Xiao crossed his legs leisurely, "I am an iron man with a strong will and a firm heart. How could I cry casually?"

"Jiang! Xiao! Pi!" Then Mingming turned his head and looked at Jiang Xiao, and squeezed out a sentence from his teeth.

"No. 2!" The voice of the staff came from below.

Later, he could only stand up and raise his right hand high, but he kept looking down at Jiang Xiao with his head, with frost on his face.

"Oh, the eighth is also very good, I'm satisfied~"

Jiang Xiao said, leaning back comfortably, and even reached out to pat the giant blade leaning against the right side, looking like he was coaxing the baby to sleep: "You are tired too, in life, don't be the first in everything, stop occasionally, look at the surrounding scenery, and appreciate the wild grass and wild flowers in your footsteps."

Admiring wild grass and wild flowers is the most sultry

"Puff" Zhao Wenlong couldn't stand such serious slutty words the most, and he couldn't help laughing out loud.

“No. 6!”

Zhao Wenlong:???

No. 6 is Zhao Wenlong's number.

Civil War in the Imperial Capital!

Later, Mingming and Zhao Wenlong met again!

Later, Mingming immediately pointed his finger at Zhao Wenlong.
To be continued...