Thriller Trainee

The weather is good today, the blue sky and white clouds, and the sun shines through the clouds, adding a little bright and charming atmosphere to the gloomy No.1 Middle School on weekdays.

The roster of the three groups of basketball teams has been set, including the substitutes, and each of the seven classes has three people, exactly 21 people.

Twenty-one people are divided into three teams, the first team and the second team play one, the second team and the third team play one, and then the first team plays the third team again. There is no score competition, it is purely for viewing. . The school emphasized that winning or losing is not important, but looking good is the most important thing.

Each of the three teams chose a captain with the best physical strength and skills. It is said that according to the school's requirements, the two sides will try their best to create a bright moment for the captain. After all, the higher-level leaders can't understand basketball games, at most they can understand the dazzling skills of dribbling and dunking, and they will give the first middle school a big impression in their hearts.

So of course, Zong Jiu, who is the most prominent in appearance, won one of the captains and became the captain of the second team.

The captain of the first team is no.2 Fanzhuo, and the captain of the third team is the no.8 black wizard. Because of the physical requirements, most of the three teams are also half-vampires. This also gives Zong Jiu and Fan Zhuo a lot of room to play, and there is no need to worry about the incomplete implementation of the plan.

The only variable is the dark wizard.

However, the dark wizard has always been indifferent, and looks cold and indifferent on weekdays, and is very taciturn.

The evaluation given to him by no.2 is not bad. I feel that although his methods are unpredictable, he is not a purely bad person in the end. In addition, as the leaders of the two major forces, the Night Clan and the Witch Demon Society had cooperated in the infinite loop before, so the black wizard also handed it over to Fan Zhuo to communicate. Zong Jiu didn't know how to communicate, anyway, the final result was that although the black wizard did not join the group, he also agreed that he would not get in the way.

Zong Jiu is exactly like a shopkeeper. He should learn to sleep every day. On the last day, he got a secret signal, and the decision is okay, then it’s okay, and it’s very worry-free.

After finishing the third class this morning, all the trainees went back to the dormitory to wash.

In the afternoon, the leaders inspected, and the lunch break at noon was ruthlessly deprived. The trainees were required to dress neatly from the beginning of the morning, and they could leave the dormitory after being checked by the dormitory aunt.

The public bathroom was crowded with people, and all the trainees taking a bath were all white flowers.

The inspection by the auntie in charge is quite strict. However, if you do not arrive at the playground within the specified time, all the people who are still staying in the dormitory will have to be recorded. It is precisely because of this that everyone has worked hard to clean up for themselves, striving for a pass.

Fortunately, the 101 dormitory has a separate bathroom.

Zong Jiu delayed for a while, and when he returned to the dormitory, the others were taking a shower, so he held a book and sat on the bed to read and waited.

When Van Zhuo came back, he was holding several brand new cloth bags in his hand.

"Basketball clothes."

He raised his hand and threw the two sets of basketball uniforms on the upper and lower bunks.

A pale hand stretched out on the lower bunk to catch the cloth bag steadily.

Zong Jiu in the upper bunk took apart the knot and found that there was a set of ordinary black and white basketball uniforms inside.

After taking a shower and changing clothes, Zong Jiu stood in front of the mirror and took a look.

The young man has a long body, with white hair tied into a ponytail and tied high behind his head. The whole body is still carrying water vapor that has not yet evaporated, making his brows and eyes hazy and his lips wavy.

In contrast, he has slightly loose clothes and slender, white limbs.

Zong Jiu walked a few steps on the spot, and found that the basketball uniform on his body was empty and dangling.

"Basketball uniforms are all sizes?"

"should be."

Van Zhuo took off his school uniform jacket, revealing his thin waist, and gestured to the white-haired young man.

The half-vampire is tall, and this suit fits him just right, the trouser legs are not even knee-length.

Zong Jiu turned his head, his expression a little depressed.

I don't know whether the height of nearly two meters was born or he was abruptly elongated after he was transformed into a blood clan. In short, he was a little over 1.8 meters tall and it was really frustrating to stand in front of him.

Don't talk about no.1, even the dark wizard is a bit taller than him. It's no wonder that the one-size-fits-all order was ordered when reporting the data, maybe the whole clothes were stretched by Van Zhuo alone.

Through the reflection of the mirror, a pair of green eyes withdrew his sight nonchalantly.

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On the playground, the trainees who passed the verification were seated one by one.

In order to increase the atmosphere of the basketball game, everyone was arranged to sit in a circle on the edge of the basketball court, surrounded by three layers inside and three outside.

Many trainees feel chills on their backs when they think of how many living lives have been lost on the concrete floor where their buttocks are pressed.

The head teacher of each class stood in front of each class's phalanx, and tirelessly repeated the precautions needed when the leader came to inspect.

"If you are asked to answer questions, no negative answers that are harmful to the school are prohibited. Actively cooperate with the leadership work. If asked about the curriculum, the No. 1 Middle School will have two physical education classes, one art class, and one music class every week. And a computer class; free activities are arranged during the break time, societies and organizations..."

The main system turned on the camera in the live broadcast room, and the barrage was sighed.

[Seeing this copy, I really remembered when I was in high school. At that time, a classmate in our class called the Education Bureau to report the supplementary class during the summer vacation. As a result, the supplementary class was suspended, and the classmates were also dismissed after the school started... .. Generally, the high level of the school has a kind of human relationship with there, and we can find out who is calling, and then we all make up lessons obediently]

[Oh, this is too real. So did we. Back then, all the classes were obviously occupied by other teachers. Every time we inspected or interviewed, we had to tell us how rich our inter-class activities were.]

[Hurry up, don’t look at this side, look at the other side, there are not only beautiful magicians and even no.10 bosses taking the lead in cheerleading, I laughed to death on the spot]

The trainees listened to the teacher's training there, and the trainees preparing for the basketball game also did warm-up exercises on the playground.

Domemon stood by with his head drooping, holding two colored **** in his hands.

In addition to the basketball players, each class of the whole year has to draw a cheerleader. Tu Yumen's luck is naturally doing his part, and he is forced to provoke the lead.

The barrage was almost laughing crazy, taking crazy screenshots, and they all praised the onmyoji master's twisting action for really enchanting.

Zong Jiu bends down and slides down his basketball uniform, only feeling a chill in his chest.

The referee blew his whistle.

The first basketball game was between the first team and the third team. Zong Jiu, the captain of the second team, stood by and watched.

Speaking of this, I have to say that although the black wizard usually hides himself under a large black robe, after putting on a basketball uniform, in addition to his pale skin, he is still a slim and fleshy model. It is flexible and light to run.

Before long, a strange noise came from the school gate that had been sealed for a long time.

The chains on the concrete were chipped away, and the high school seniors who had been waiting at the school gate immediately greeted them with smiles, nodding and bowing all the way.

Many trainees looked back.

As expected, the leaders who came to inspect were also faceless.

After Zong Jiu took a look, he withdrew his gaze.

Across most of the basketball court, he glanced at No.1 standing in front of Class 9 and felt a little settled.

He and Fan Zhuo's plan was drawn to the superintendent Tu Yumen, who was a supernatural boss. As long as it was not deliberately sabotaged, he could achieve heaven/clothes/seamlessness.

During Zong Jiu's meditation, there was a pre-rehearsed applause from the trainees' square array.

The black hole camera was aimed at the basketball court, faithfully recording the exhibition game.

Not far away, the principal was full of spring breeze and explained to the leaders, "You are here at the right time. Our school happens to be hosting a basketball game today. Look, the students are watching it on the playground."

It happened that the faceless cameraman was carrying the camera and interviewed several trainees at random.

Although the faces of the trainees were distorted and almost spit out the overnight meal, when facing the camera, what everyone said was still exaggerated and exaggerated.

The leaders are very satisfied, "Yes, the No.1 Middle School has always been our optimistic school."

They collectively looked at the faceless trainees who were specially arranged at the front of each class, with surprise on their faces, "It is not easy for your school to cultivate such outstanding students so early, and to be the pillars of society in the future." "

This time the appraisal was high, and the above-mentioned funding was doubled, and the smiles on the faces of the teachers leading the team couldn't be hidden.

At this moment, the referee blew his whistle to signal the end of the game between the first and third teams.

The two teams gave each other a high-five, and the half-vampire showed no signs of sweating, and even gasped less. Especially no.2, the face does not change, the heart is not beat, and it is not like a player who has dunked a few times.

Next is the game between the first team and the second team.

"The two captains shook hands."

Zong Jiu and Fan Zhuo walked to them and shook their hands.

The two of them looked at each other last and walked back to back in the direction of the two teams.

Under the blue sky, white clouds and bright sunshine, the red-brown basketball was thrown high.

Both sides passed the ball very well first, you scored a goal, I scored a goal, it looked fierce, and the score was very tight.

During the intermission, Zong Jiu walked aside, grabbed the hem of his clothes and wiped his face indiscriminately, revealing a pale waist.

Although it was an exhibition match, for the sake of effect, the running and posture were really exaggerated, and he also sweated a little.

Under the nourishment of the cold mineral water, the young man's long and narrow eyebrows became more reddish, and even the lips close to his hair color had some blood.

He released the development circle, lowered his head, still rolling down his drenched long hair from the cold spring water one by one to the ground.

The next half is the key to the plan.

In the distance, the principal had introduced the leader with him, and No.1, who played the outstanding teacher npc, also clapped and cooperated indifferently.

A faceless leader happened to look over, "Why is there a student on the playground dyeing his hair?"

At this time, everyone looked over there in unison.

The back figure on the basketball court wore a simple black and white basketball uniform. Because of the slenderness and thinness, a large piece of clothing seemed to be left for a ride. The long white hair was **** in a hair loop, and the tip of the hair fell to the back of the waist. Following the master's movements, it swayed, like an elf running and jumping on the grassland and falling into the mortal world.

"pass it to me!"

Zong Jiu reached out and motioned to his teammates to pass the ball to him.

In the next second, the youth caught the ball from a distance, and easily evaded the opponent's pursuit. After a tackle, the calf suddenly exerted force and jumped high from the ground——

"Boom—"

The dark brown basketball came out of his hand and hit the backboard accurately.

In the next second, it followed the ingenious force of the throw, impartially, and fell into the basket.

Three points!

Looking at this scene, the leader who just wanted to be held accountable suddenly got stuck.

Whether it was an exhibition match or not, the ball was scored anyway. And this whole set of movements are smooth and beautiful, so that people are reluctant to look away.

[Oh oh oh oh oh! The magician mother loves you! 】

[Giao, good-looking! Who would have thought that in the infinite loop, I would start to smack my face with real feelings]

[I want to laugh to death, the albino patient is really victimized by the wind, and can be accidentally injured by dyed hair every time]

After recovering, the school leader wiped the sweat from his forehead and immediately explained, "The gray-haired classmate is a mixed-race, as for the white-haired..."

"It's a kind of hypopigmentia."

The devil squinted his eyes and interrupted him, his tone could not hear the joy or anger, "I've checked it myself."