I'm really not a genius

"For such an opponent, I won't plan tactics. You should take a good look at the video of their last game these days. Don't take it lightly. I won't say much about the others."

"team leader!"

In the activity room, a little white-headed boy raised his hand and asked: "We are not a junior here, is it a bit too much?"

"Well, come and sit down? Or I don't know what to do."

This person's name is Ma Zhufeng, and he is the sophomore of the school team.

In the first game of the UH qualifier, he was the captain and led the four freshmen to play. The horse, who was always at the paddling level, suddenly felt pressured and couldn't help asking Bai Jingshu for help.

Bai Jingshu raised his eyes to look at him, and said indifferently: "You should treat Xu An as a junior."

"puff……"

There was a low burst of laughter in the activity room.

In the last UH, due to Zhou Mi's jumping team and Xiao Yunhe's suspension, the five candidates of the Imperial Capital became the junior Bai Jingshu, Niu Ziru, and Zhou Yi, the sophomore Ma Zhufeng, and the freshman Xu An.

Among these five people, Ma Zhufeng has the worst hard power, even inferior to the junior Xu An.

Hearing what the captain said, Ma Zhufeng blushed immediately, and was not embarrassed to say anything else.

...

At this moment, in the corner of the activity room, Lu Yao, who was also one of the team players in the next game, was looking down and silently swiping his phone.

Refresh!

No.

Refresh!

No.

Xu An, who was on the side, leaned his head and asked, "What are you doing?"

Lu Yao slouched and said: "The results of the clearing exam."

He just took part in the opening exam of this semester three days ago. There are a total of three written tests and two actual tests.

There should be no problem with the three written exams, and the combat foundation in the actual test is not bad, but the actual combat foundation of the sword is a bit suspended.

So worried, what should I do?

I don’t want to follow the next class of students to rebuild...

Thinking about this, he refreshed the page again, and then a blue and white form suddenly popped out.

Lu Yao's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly raised his eyes and swept away.

Monster Anatomy: 99.

The principle and application of magic energy utilization: 92.

Basic field combat: 96.

Fighting basics: 87.

Battle knife actual combat basis...

"what--!!"

Lu Yao couldn't help but yelled abruptly.

The rest of the people in the activity room turned to look at him.

Lu Yao was blank, and quickly reached out his hand to cover his mouth.

Bai Jingshu asked: "What's wrong?"

Lu Yao smiled and said, "Well, the results of the clearing exam are out."

Bai Jingshu asked: "How many points do you have for the actual combat of the sword?"

Lu Yao said excitedly: "60."

Thrilling passing!

"Oh," Bai Jingshu nodded, and said: "The principle of clearing the test, 45 points or more are considered 60."

Lu Yao: "..."

Suddenly I feel less happy.

"Anyway, just pass it."

Bai Jingshu said: "Next semester, your freshman year may have a group of'transfer students'. If you have missed courses, various advanced, excellent, and training camp places, I am afraid it will not be good. is you."

Upon hearing this, the freshman students looked at each other.

Transfer student?

Just halfway through the school year, how come there will be transfer students?

This is a university, not an elementary school or a junior high school!

Lu Yao asked, "Captain, why are there'transfer students'?"

Bai Jingshu said: "A large-scale battle broke out in the Liujiang River a while ago, and many people have won the merits of the Alliance."

"Some of these people are still young, so they used their merits to redeem opportunities for further studies. Qingyun, Jinmen, and our school each share some of them. Each school looks like a dozen or so people."

Everyone was stunned upon hearing this.

There is indeed a precedent for such a thing.

At present, most of the demon hunters in active service are from "grass roots" and go to the two-year middle school demon hunters.

The four-year advanced demon hunting colleges like Imperial Capital are relatively few, and mainly cultivate elite talents.

Some grassroots magic hunters have made meritorious service on the battlefield, and they often like to go to colleges to be gilded. On the one hand, they have fulfilled their previous dreams. On the other hand, their resumes will look better in the future.

Bai Jingshu said: "I have to be responsible for receiving these people recently. I won't go to the Yanshan game."

After that, she looked at Xiao Yunhe, who had completely shaved his head, and said, "You can be the leader. I'll send you the number of Yanshan's contact in a moment."

Xiao Yunhe's eyes lit up and he patted his chest and promised: "Don't worry, leave it to me!"

Lu Yao looked at the bald head like a halogen egg from behind, and suddenly felt a little unreliable.

...

It turns out that his hunch is very correct.

In the afternoon before the game, the group took the school bus to Yanshan Wuyuan.

After more than three hours, a few people arrived at the Express Hotel where they settled tonight.

——Although the two schools are in the same area, the distance between them is more than 200 kilometers in a straight line.

In the evening, Xiao Yunhe gathered a few people who appeared on stage in his room, and said solemnly: "Meeting, meeting!"

"The game is going to be played tomorrow. I will give you a brief introduction to the opponent in the game tomorrow."

With that, he turned off the lights, closed the curtains, put a PPT on the projector he carried, and said, "The map we are seeing now is the map of Yanshan Wuyuan."

Xiao Yunhe took out a laser pointer and pointed to the country: "The one that opens south is its main entrance. Across the road is the snack street. The fried stinky tofu, roasted kidneys, and roasted oysters are all excellent."

"But there may be no guarantee in terms of hygiene. To avoid diarrhea, I will take you there tomorrow night."

"This one in the northwest corner is the back door. When you go out of the back door and turn in from here, it is the famous'Yan Wu' bar street in the imperial capital."

"When you come to Yanwu, if you don't go to the bar street, then it's like coming in vain. Let's go here for dinner later in the evening."

Xiao Yunhe zoomed in on the map on the phone, smiled, and said, "The point is here."

"Here, Yanwu Southwest Gate, from here is the art school of their school."

As he said, he drew a circle on the map with a laser pointer, and said, "Have you seen this building? This is the dance classroom of the Art Institute, and the floor-to-ceiling glass window on the first floor, tusk, you can see!"

"According to the secret report of my spies in Yanwu, the dance classroom is open every day from 7 am to 11 am, so what?" Xiao Yunhe couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of water, ghost smiled, "Tomorrow at 6:30 in the morning, let's Just go to the morning exercise on the open space next to this dance classroom, the beautiful day and the beautiful scenery, tut tut tut..."

In the hotel, Lu Yao stood in a corner, looking at the connotative smiles of the two seniors, Xiao Yunhe and Ma Zhufeng, and the brilliance in the eyes of the freshman teammate Fang Haichao, suddenly feeling a little embarrassed.

How to open this pre-match preparation meeting...

Is it something wrong??

Chapter 87 This Face-Seeing World (Thanks to Yishiyiyi for the reward)

After a brief "preparatory meeting", a few boys met to go to Yanwu's bar street, while Ye Linlin used the excuse to go shopping with her old classmates and flee quickly.

Lu Yao actually wanted to drive off, but seeing that several teammates were all excited, he was embarrassed to be out of group, so he had to go together.

Xu An followed irresponsibly, still carrying his Bluetooth headset on his head.

Xiao Yunhe led the way first, and first took them to a hot pot restaurant.

He babbled and babbled while eating.

"The copper pot in their house is the most exquisite in the capital. The bottom of the clear soup pot contains only green onions and ginger slices, and nothing else.

"Their charcoal also pays attention to it. It is burned exclusively in their own house and cannot be bought elsewhere."

"Did you see this hand-cut lamb? The plate stands up and doesn't fall. That's good."

"And this Babaoju's sesame sauce, large pieces of fermented bean curd, homemade chive flowers, tut."

"Hey hey, don't rush to put the meat, first put the shutters, then put the meat."

"Lu Yao, stop! No cabbage, eat meat first."

"Hurry up and fish, what are you waiting for? You won't be able to eat the meat after a while!"

"Come on, sugar garlic, sugar garlic is a must for hot pot."

"..."

When five people ate, they basically listened to him alone.

Lu Yao silently wrapped sugar garlic on the side, feeling very complicated.

There will be a game tomorrow!

Is it really good to be so corrupt?

However, Xiao Yunhe didn't need to play, obviously he didn't have the consciousness in this regard.

After eating and drinking in the hot pot restaurant, he turned around and took a few people to the Manzhushahua bar next door.

It is said that this bar has the highest rank and the oldest qualifications in the whole street, but in Lu Yao's view, this is just a messy, noisy, and dirty shop.

The air was filled with the smell of alcohol and women's perfume, and the guests coming and going were dressed up and dressed, all kinds of lights dangling, very dazzling.

The most terrible thing is the sound here, it is no longer the problem of eardrum tingling, even the heart resonates with it.

Being in this environment is really uncomfortable and breathless.

Xiao Yunhe walked in here, but it was as if he had returned to his own home. He familiarly found a relatively secluded location, ordered a drink for each person, and then began to fool everyone into dancing below.

Fang Haichao, with a baby face, looked around curiously and asked, "Brother Xiao, why are you so familiar with this place?"

Xiao Yunhe tilted Erlang's legs and said triumphantly: "Snake, it's troublesome!"

"I spent six years in junior high school and high school here."

"Coming here means going home for me."

As he said, he looked around and lowered his voice: "Did you see the table on our left? They are the students of my alma mater Yanwu High School."

A few people turned their heads and looked around. Not far from them, seven or eight boys and girls were talking and laughing together. There was a big cake on the coffee table in the middle, which seemed to be celebrating someone's birthday.

Fang Haichao asked curiously: "Senior, how do you know which school they are from? They don't wear school uniforms either."

Xiao Yunhe sighed: "Do you still wear school uniforms?"

"Look at the hairstyles of those girls. The bangs are no more than the eyebrows, and the temples are pushed clean. The hair behind the head cannot touch the collar.

"Why would a normal school cut girls' hair like this?"

"Really, it makes me feel like I don't even have a partner."

Hearing what he said, several people secretly looked over again, only to realize that the several girls over there really had rather miserable short hair, which was almost shorter than that of a normal man.

Lu Yao couldn't help but stretched out his hand and pulled his bangs.