Chapter 351

   It was Su Chenxian and his team who crushed Nangong Sang and the others.

   Sure enough, the audience started to boil, and almost all of them were asking the judges who scored this score to change the score again.

   "Why? Their team can't beat our Sangsang team at all, right? Which judge is blind!"

   "That's right, if it wasn't for the last moment, when they took advantage of our Sang Sang's inattentiveness, they rushed over inexplicably, and we Sang Sang would not have lost!"

   "Which of the judges is blind! Stand up for my mother! What if you give another Easter match? Can't the grassroots team lose so much?!"

   "Wow, Nangong-san's fans are too good at moral kidnapping..."

  …

  The fans in the audience began to feel resentful for Nangong Sang, and they didn't care whether they were brainless or not.

  The atmosphere on the jury is also a little awkward. After all, Nangong Sang is the younger brother of Concubine Nangong who has won the championship in the past few years. It is impossible to say that the little girl scored that score.

   is too disrespectful.

"Hey, little girl, don't you know that Nangong Sang is Miss Nangong's younger brother? Even if you allow yourself to be partial to your so-called convoy, you can't give Miss Nangong face like this." Qian Lao watched and sat in silence for a long time. The little girl who was scoring the score next to her couldn't help frowning.

  The old words of Qian fell, and the other two judges also agreed.

   "That's right, if that team is that strong, what are you afraid of in a resurrection match?"

   "It's too shameless. I heard that the team was led by the car god, so it must be very powerful. Why should the car **** be afraid of the resurrection race?"

  The two judges began to babble.

  The little girl supported her chin lazily with her hands, her eyelids were half-drooping, and the grading pen was twirling between her thin fingers, wondering if she had listened to their words.

   It was Concubine Nangong, who smiled and began to round up the field, "Several seniors don't have to do this, each judge can make his own decision, and I have to take care of my face without saying anything."

   "Furthermore, it's Sang Er who is not as good as others, no wonder others."

   With just a few simple sentences, he created a perfect and clean image. Sure enough, Concubine Nangong is still Concubine Nangong.

   When the little girl heard her words, the corner of Yin Pink's lips hooked and her eyelids lifted slightly, "Ah, Miss Nangong knows that Nangong Sang's skills are not as good as others, so my rating is normal."

   I don't know if it was intentional or intentional in the backstage. When the little girl said this, the microphone in front of her happened to be turned on, and the sound directly covered the whole game.

   Almost all the audience heard the little girl's words, even Fu Yanwang and Lu Xue who were sitting on the other side of the guest seat.

   Almost instantly, everyone focused their attention on the little girl sitting on the judges' table.

   It was quiet for a few seconds, and the sound of the audience was the screams of Nangong Sang's group of brain-dead fans.

   One by one, as if ready to fight anytime, anywhere.

   When the little girl knew that her microphone was turned on, she was a little surprised at first, but soon calmed down.

   As if she had experienced this kind of thing more than once.

   "Little girl, you'd better change the rating back. We all think that Sang'er has strong technical skills. This is undeniable. What if you give them another chance?"

   "Could it be that you were afraid of your team's poor skills, and then..." Qian Lao sat next to him and began to insinuate.

   In this moral kidnapping of everyone, the little girl who had been expressionless couldn't help sneering.

  I saw that the little girl raised her eyes and lowered her hand supporting her chin, "What's my rating? The team I brought with me has a high rating? It's just one point."

"Also, you have been emphasizing that Nangong-sang's team is very strong, but the team I brought is just lucky, and then I can use this to kidnap morally? Don't forget that I am also a judge. What score I make is my freedom. , you have no right to interfere."

After talking, the little girl laughed again, her round and clean eyes suddenly looked at Qian Lao sitting on the other side, "Also, Qian Lao, why do you think there is something wrong with the team I am leading? I think they are strong. Not to lose to Nangong Sang and the others."

   The little girl directly rejected moral kidnapping.

   Yet at this time.

   The microphones in the audience suddenly rang. It was the voices of several girls. One of them was very loud, not surprisingly.

  Nangong-sang's brainless fans went backstage.

The voice that sounded in the microphone was Cue Wen Bai, "That rating, our audience's attitude is very obvious, we feel that you want your team not to lose too ugly, so you will play our Sangsang team. "

   "Winning with this despicable means, we don't want this kind of championship! As long as you don't agree with the resurrection race, we have reason to suspect that a team is suspected of cheating!"

   The voice of the girl who didn't know which girl sounded in the audience, but there was a camera recording now, as long as Wen Bai didn't agree to the resurrection match, Su Chenxian and his team would be suspected of cheating.

  The moral kidnapping of more than 10,000 people is ironic and ridiculous when you think about it.

   The little girl hooked her lower lip, her eyes gradually turned into a haze, and the lazy and sweet atmosphere in the audience disappeared in an instant.

   Obviously, the little girl was angry.

   Really angry.

However, the girls over the microphone were still chattering, "By the way, we heard that you are still a nameless car god. If so, please show your hand to the judges? To prove it in front of the audience, otherwise we all suspect that you are them. The team sent over to make details."

   A proper moral kidnapping.

  What the girl in the microphone said not only angered the little **** the jury, but also angered Su Chenxian and the others on the field.

  Su Chenxian didn't know where to grab the microphone, so he immediately started to argue with the brainless fans in the backstage, "Oh! Do you guys have to show your face, you can do such a disgusting moral kidnapping?!"

   "Why do we cheat when we win, and they deserve it when they win? Don't go too far! If you can't afford to lose, say it, and leave it there for shame and moral kidnapping, bah!"

   It's good to say that Su Chenxian is a black and silver person. When did he suffer such bullying, he immediately scolded him back, and he didn't have any spare energy.

  The most annoying thing in this world is moral kidnapping.

   What's more, it's one of a kind.

   The scary thing is that, after Su Chenxian finished arguing here, the backstage fans were chattering endlessly, and he didn't feel that he had done anything wrong at all.

"That's alright! You guys are amazing, so what kind of car **** is not very powerful? If you have the ability, you can compete with our champion sister of Sangsang. Didn't she say that she is an unknown car god, then prove it, otherwise she will always be You are the one sent by you!"

   is unreasonable at all.

   (end of this chapter)

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