Ultra-intelligent football: Tianlong dominates

Chapter 48 Ouyang Long's signature fan, Wu Ruoxi from Jiangyuan Middle School

Next, as the audience's shouts and cheers gradually subsided until they disappeared, the host slowly stood up and continued the topic with a microphone in hand.

"Dear spectators, this club will be held for three days, which means that the competition will be played with an elimination system."

"The champion can get a gold trophy with a guaranteed cash reward of 10 yuan, the runner-up can get a silver trophy with a cash reward of 5 yuan, and the third runner-up can get a bronze trophy with a cash reward of 1 yuan."

"Of course, the top five can also get a lifetime membership card of Tianchao Club, and the top ten can get a five-year membership card."

"Please draw the top 30 teams to stand in the designated venue and compete."

As soon as the host finished speaking, the teams that had drawn the top 30 numbers stood on their designated playing field one after another, put all the player boxes into the grooves of the fighting platform, swiped their cards to activate, and waited for the command to start the game.

The numbers of Ouyang Long, Zhuo Long, and Zhuo Feng are the last 30, so they can only wait temporarily.

"Okay, now that all the teams are ready, let's take a look at what the simulated weather inside the platform will be like?"

After finishing speaking, the host took out the remote control from his trouser pocket, pressed it on the big screen for the public, and the content inside immediately switched to a super-intelligent football match platform to simulate the weather.

Then, pressing it again, it immediately started to rotate, and the pointer stopped on the weather and snow.

"It's snowing. It seems that this competition is more difficult. Please do your best. Now I announce the official start of the competition."

After the host finished speaking, the whistle of the referee robot and the voices of the team leaders making decisions all sounded on all 15 battle platforms in the competition.

At this time, Ouyang Long, who was waiting for the game in the waiting room, was already leaning on his wheelchair, with his head up, and was soundly asleep.

"Aaron, I found that you are very sleepy all day long. In this lively atmosphere, you can still sleep peacefully. Come on, get up and watch the game with me."

Seeing Ouyang Long's appearance, Zhuo Feng showed displeasure, stretched out his finger, poked him on the shoulder, and then said angrily.

Feeling someone poking his shoulder, Ouyang Long slowly opened his eyes and looked at Zhuo Feng's pitiful appearance.

"Well, it depends on you. I'm really sleepy. I want to sleep."

Then he turned his head to the other side, and said weakly and in a daze.

"Okay, you have a good rest."

Zhuo Feng pouted aggrievedly and said in a low voice.

"Sister, look at the Kings Team and the Pig Team. They should be eliminated from the national competition. Their level is mid-to-upper, and their strength is not bad."

"Out of the thirty teams currently competing, only these two have some strength, but I don't know what about the teams with the last number 30!"

Zhuo Long watched the game seriously, fixed his eyes on the big screen, and said to Zhuo Feng beside him.

"From this point of view, there is no strong player in this year's Club Cup, and it seems that the top three are stable."

After hearing Zhuo Long's words, Zhuo Feng had a smug smile on his face, and then said excitedly.

"Sister, it seems that it should be right now. After all, there are no strong people. I also plan to let the imitation learn more powerful skills. Now it seems impossible."

Zhuo Long nodded solemnly, then showed a look of disappointment, lowered his head, and said in a calm tone.

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"Hey, isn't that Ouyang Long, the leader of the Tianlong team? Let's find him to sign an autograph, he is so handsome!"

"Yes, yes, he is so handsome, he is the male god in my mind, but his legs are disabled, Xiaoxi, if you go, I will not go."

"Okay, then you wait here for me."

"kindness."

At this time, a cute girl with sweet appearance, twin ponytails, pink short sleeves, and a white floral skirt walked slowly towards Ouyang Long.

"Hello, could you please sign me?"

The girl's face was full of nervousness, first she bowed deeply, and then said in a hasty tone.

Hearing a stranger's voice, Ouyang Long couldn't help feeling annoyed, and then opened his eyes.

"Well, hello, who are you, looking for my autograph?"

Seeing the girl in front of her, she immediately changed her smiling face and asked politely.

"Hi, I'm a student from the nearby Jiangyuan Middle School. My name is Wu Ruoxi, and I'm also your fan. I hope you can sign me, please."

Wu Ruoxi, who had just finished speaking, blushed immediately on her pretty face, and immediately bowed to Ouyang Long to cover up her embarrassment.

"Don't be so polite, I wonder if you have a pen, or I can't sign it?"

"Give."

"Well, where do I sign?"

After receiving the pen handed over by Wu Ruoxi, Ouyang Long immediately found himself in trouble, and then asked again.

"Um!!!"

Wu Ruoxi looked at her whole body, and found that there was nothing else except clothes and a pen.

"Sign it here!"

After thinking for a while, with a shy face on his face, he whispered softly, and unfolded a corner of the skirt for Ouyang Long to sign.

"Is it inappropriate?"

Ouyang Long's face was full of astonishment, and he said nervously.

"There is nothing inappropriate, sign it."

Seeing Ouyang Long's appearance, Wu Ruoxi chuckled, and then slowly moved forward a few steps, holding the corner of her skirt.

"All right!"

"Give me back the pen, goodbye."

Ouyang Long nodded, then quickly signed his name on the corner of the skirt with a pen, then returned the pen to Wu Ruoxi, and waved to her.

Then Ouyang Long took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and pretended to be asleep. He just caught a glimpse of Zhuo Long and Zhuo Feng inadvertently. Zhuo Feng must not let Zhuo Feng see this, otherwise he would not be able to clean up after jumping into the Yellow River.

"Uh!"

"Thank you for your signature, bye."

Seeing this scene, Wu Ruoxi was puzzled, but she didn't ask any questions. She immediately thanked her and waved away.

"My god, I'm finally gone. If Xiaofeng sees this, it won't be clear."

As Wu Ruoxi went away, Ouyang Long slowly opened his eyes, then kept touching his chest, and murmured in a relaxed voice.

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"Aaron, have you had enough sleep?"

After returning, Zhuo Feng looked at Ouyang Long who woke up with surprise on his face, and immediately asked in a soft tone.

"Well, let me watch the game with you now, they are almost over, and it's time for us to play later."

Seeing Zhuo Feng's appearance, Ouyang Long's eyes were erratic, his face was full of tension, and he said in a hurried tone.

"okay."

Ouyang Long's positive performance warmed Zhuo Feng's heart, a sweet smile appeared on his face, and he responded gently.

"Brother-in-law's behavior is weird, but my sister didn't notice it. How strange?"

Standing beside Zhuo Feng, Zhuo Long shook his head with a gloomy face, then murmured in a low voice.

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"Okay, now the first round of the competition is over, don't be discouraged by the eliminated teams, you are welcome to participate again next year, the fifteen teams that have advanced can wait in the waiting room for the afternoon competition, thank you for bringing us exciting Contest."

"The second round of the competition is about to begin. Considering that there are 36 teams, in order to save time, we temporarily added three more devices. Now, the remaining teams are asked to stand on their designated competition venues. The competition will start soon. gone."

After the host finished speaking, all the remaining participating teams stood on the competition venues designated by them.

Then one after another put the player box into the groove of the battle platform, swiped the card excitedly, and waited for the start of the game.

"Okay, now that the teams are all set up, let's see what the simulated weather will be."

As he said that, the host pressed the remote control, and the turntable on the big public screen immediately turned rapidly, and finally the pointer stopped on the cloudy sky.

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