Chapter 438: Sign up and sign down

Li Zhenbang actually had his own plan in his mind. One is that since the referee has said so, I am afraid that even if they object, there will be no practical effect. Another is because Li Zhenbang has his own little nine in his heart.
In fact, in terms of probability, in theory, the probability of the first draw is the same.
Calculate carefully, the first three teams will take the number two, number four, and number five away, leaving only the number one and number three with a probability of only one in ten.
If the person in the front draws the number one or three, the probability of winning the second, fourth, or fifth will increase. If the person in the front draws any number of two, four, or five, the probability of winning the number one and three will also increase.
In the final analysis, luck is still very important for getting a good number.
Since the Guangming Academy and Carlo Royal Academy are no problem, the matter is much simpler. The drawing order of the other three schools is based on the previous promotion numbers.
The first draw was Tiangang Academy, and a pretty good number was drawn—number four.
The second draw was Twilight Academy, and their luck was also good. They got the number five.
In the end, only No. 1, No. 2 and No. 3 were left, and Li Zhenbang became nervous. Li Zhenbang couldn't help praying. Maybe his luck would not be so bad, right? If the probability of one in ten really makes me run into it, I have nothing to say.
At this moment, it is not only the teachers and students of Carlo Royal College that are nervous, but the people of Longwei College are even more nervous.
The best of the three is naturally the second. According to the time of the battle and the break time, the second is also the best of the five. Of the three numbers, the worst is naturally number three, which is also the worst of all five numbers.
The representatives of Longwei Academy stood in the ring for a long time and did not make a move. In the end, the referee urged three times and even threatened to wait for the Carlo Royal Academy and the optics students to draw the remaining number after the referee gave them the remaining number. The representative of the college closed his eyes and put his hand into the lottery box.
The representative of Longwei Academy is a magician. After putting his hand into the lottery box, he did not rush to draw the cards, but said something in his mouth, praying for the blessing of the Dharma God and the elemental wizard, and finally he simply said something great. After His Majesty’s wise kings blessed the omnipotent Carlo Empire, only one of the three cards was drawn.
After the extraction, the representative of Longwei Academy still did not dare to open his eyes, for fear that he would see No. 3, which he least wanted to see.
The referee took the card from the representative of Longwei Academy, glanced at the card, without any waves on his face, and then lengthened his voice, stunned everyone’s appetite, and announced:
The one drawn by Longwei Academy is-number one. !"
After the referee finished the announcement, he raised the card in his hand and showed it to everyone.
Hearing what the referee said, the representative of Longwei Academy suddenly opened his eyes, and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the big number one written on the card. Although the No. 2 was not drawn, the No. 1 was also good. It was much better than the No. 3.
The number one is not a bad thing for them, at least everyone can take a day off. The previous game against the King's Academy was very exhausting, especially for the student who had lost consciousness. If he wants to fully recover, it will be really good. Just rest for a day or two.
The people at Longwei College breathed a sigh of relief, but Murong Bing didn't dare to get out of the air, looking at the lottery box with a tangled expression. Now there are two numbers left in the lottery box, the number two from the top and the third from the bottom.
Murong Bing is now not only nervous, but also very regretful. I shouldn't be able to do it myself. It's fine now, neither is it to smoke, nor is it not to smoke. It's okay to get the number two, if you get the number three, wouldn't you be scolded to death by your teammates?
"What's the situation of the people in the Carlo Empire? The people in Longwei Academy have been dragging along for a long time. You won't be dragging along for a long time, right? Are you smoking or not? If you don't, I will let the people from Guangming Academy come first. "The referee said silently.
The referee was very puzzled. The people from other colleges were very quick to draw lots. There were only two Karo Empire academies left. As a result, the people in both academies were dulling. It's just a lottery, and it's not about killing and arson. As for wasting everyone's time with such a long time? The result of the lottery will not change because of slowness, and it will be over as soon as you close your eyes and bite!
"I'm drawing! My destiny is in my own hands!" Murong Bing was heartbroken and stretched his hand into the lottery box. To die sooner or later is to die;
Murong Bing fumbled on the two cards for a long time, but didn't figure out why. Murong Bing suddenly pulled out his hand, and the referee was about to pick up the card in Murong Bing's hand, only to find that Murong Bing's hand was empty.
"What do you mean? Give up the lottery and let the people from the Guangming Academy draw first?" The referee looked at Murong Bing suspiciously.
"You won't put two number threes in the box? So the last person who draws will not need to draw the number two." Murong Bing looked at the referee vigilantly.
"Although the Guangming Academy is the academy of the Holy See of the Light, we are not going to make such a move. The competition is based on real skills, and of course there is some luck. You don’t want to think about it. What should I do if people are drawn out? I swear in the name of the of light that there is definitely a number two card and a number three card!" the referee said angrily.
The five cards here were all put in after he personally inspected it. It was unforgivable that this little girl dared to doubt herself.
"As you said, luck is also very important. In case you are lucky, no one happens to be drawn!" Murong Bing looked at the referee questioningly.
"You... if you suspect that both are number three, let the people from the Guangming Academy come first." The referee said angrily.
"That can't work, I have said, my destiny must be in my own hands." Murong Bing said, shaking his head.
"Then what do you want?" The referee couldn't wait to slap the pretty girl in front of him to death.
"In case I get number three, you must show me the last card." Murong Bing thought for a while and said seriously.
"Well, no matter if you get No. 2 or No. 3, I will show you the last card! You draw it quickly! Stop the ink!" The referee was already a little bit intolerant of Murong Bing.
Murong Bing reached into the lottery box and fumbled for a long time before carefully pulling out a card.
After pulling out the card, Murong Bing didn't rush to hand it over to the referee, but first glanced nervously. When he saw the words written on the card, Murong Bing jumped up and slammed his fist in the air. It turned out that there was a big "two" written on the card.
Seeing Murong Bing's appearance, the hearts of the Carlo Royal Academy were aroused. It seems that they should have won the number two, but when the referee didn't announce it, they were still a little nervous. What if Murong Bing got it wrong?
The referee turned out that Murong Bing took a closer look at the card in his hand, and then announced loudly: "The Carlo Royal Academy won number two! Congratulations!"
The referee didn't even bother to stay suspense, and he couldn't wait to announce it immediately and blast Murong Bing down.
The people of the Bright Academy shrugged disdainfully when hearing that Carlo Royal Academy was number two, and did not draw the last card.
"Hey, what are you going to do?" Seeing Murong Bing turn around and about to step down, the referee hurriedly stopped him.
"What else can I do? Since I have finished the draw, of course I am back to my own team, should I stay here to sing a song and dance?" Murong Bing was in a good mood and laughed at the referee.
"I said, no matter if it is the second card or the third card, I will show you the last one." The referee looked at Murong Bing with a serious face, obviously Murong Bing had doubts about him just now. Let him brood.
"Honorable referee, I apologize for the suspicion that I have just made. As the saying goes, adults don’t remember the villains, so don’t take it to heart. You are a wise man, an upright and selfless person, and will not be a little girl with me. Children generally care about it!" Murong Bing put on a pitiful look, and said with a whimpering voice.
"Uh..." The referee was taken aback by Murong Bing, and the contrast between before and after was a bit too big.
"Uncle referee, goodbye!" Murong Bing waved to the referee after speaking, jumped directly from the ring and returned to the team.
"Big...Uncle? Where am I so old!" The referee touched his face and said to himself...
"His Royal Highness, don't you just forget about Moore?" Claire looked at Ryan unwillingly.
Ryan's handling of Moore was too sloppy. The body was not transported back to the Twilight Federation, but was directly cremated on the spot.
Although Ryan wrote back to praise Moore, Claire knew that the letter contained more praise to Ryan himself. He said how he strategized, how to turn defeat into victory, and the Quartet in the team competition.
According to Ryan, Moore was an excellent wolf warrior. Mohr died. Ryan was stingy and didn't even give the title of warrior. You must know that Moore was a friend who grew up with him, and this time in the individual match, Moore paid the price of his life for the Twilight Academy.
"If you don't count, what can you do? Don't think I don't know the little moves you made. If it wasn't for the arrogant leader of the idiot of Morrowind Academy and offended the holy powerhouse, do you think we can still be so free?" Ryan said with a sullen face Look at Claire.
"I... I'm sorry, my lord! I was also for the final victory. I was already very careful and did it secretly. I didn't expect to be seen through by His Highness." Claire lowered her head hurriedly in cold sweat.
"Be smart, if More is not dead, the matter will be serious! Forget it, it's all over, More will get the honor it deserves!" Ryan raised his head, staring deep into the distance...