Chapter Seventy-Seven: Invalid Results!

"Lost ......"

After the referee announced the score, Song Rui knelt on the ground as if he had been drained of all his strength in an instant.

In fact, his physical strength was almost exhausted, and he had been holding on to it in one breath before, but now that the game was over, the result of the defeat made him exhausted.

I couldn't tell whether it was sweat or tears, or both, and kept dripping down, and in a blink of an eye, the floor was already soaked with water.

"Why can't I beat him with his left hand!" Song Rui propped his hands on the floor and whispered to himself.

For Song Rui, who has a strong sense of self-esteem, this is a fact that he can't accept.

It's just that since ancient times, no one will pay attention to a loser, unlike the gloomy clouds on Song Rui's side, after Wang Daolin's victory, Zhuang Jingyi, Wang Nanxiang, and Song Xiaobao, who didn't know where to sit before, all rushed up, and surrounded him, Su Qingyun and Su Lixin also watched this scene with a smile on the side, sharing their joy.

"Dao Lin, you are too powerful, you can win Song Rui with your left hand!"

"Yes, I was worried to death at first, but now it's okay, and I'm finally relieved."

"You're going to worry us!"

As soon as Wang Nanxiang came up, he punched him in the chest with a big grin, looking at him with bright eyes, and Zhuang Jingyi's eyes were like Wang Gentle Spring Water as if they were about to melt him.

The eyes of the two women made Wang Daolin cough a little embarrassed, and said, "What, the game with Song Rui made me realize that I still have a lot of shortcomings, so I went to continue training......"

"Wait!"

As soon as Wang Daolin turned around, a voice suddenly came from behind him, causing his newly raised footsteps to pause in the air.

This is not Zhuang Jingyi, not Wang Nanxiang, not Song Xiaobao, not Su Qingyun, not Su Lixin's voice.

It was a completely unfamiliar voice, but at the moment when that voice appeared, Song Rui's body on the ground trembled imperceptibly.

Wang Daolin turned around slowly, only to see a middle-aged man in a suit looking at him sharply.

And because of the man's shout just now, it also attracted the attention of most of the people who had not left the training hall, and they stopped to watch.

"Who is this man?" Wang Daolin looked at the middle-aged man's gaze and thought to himself.

Looking at the man's eyes, it seems that he is hostile to him, and he is not good!

The middle-aged man just made a slight contact with him and then moved away, and seeing that everyone's eyes were on him, the middle-aged man said loudly: "Wang Daolin and Song Rui's results in this competition are invalid, not counted!" ”

What the!

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the people present changed, and Zhuang Jingyi and the others were even more angry, and they all glared at him angrily.

Wang Nanxiang was even more angry, not caring about the identity of the other party, she scolded angrily: "You are farting!" All the people here can see it clearly, Wang Daolin won Song Rui openly with his ability, why should it be invalidated!

Are you a referee or a principal? Wang Daolin's results will be invalid if he wins, if Song Rui wins, will he run to tell him? What bullshit rules are these! You said! ”

"Presumptuous!" Wang Nanxiang's rebuttal made the middle-aged man's face change, and he scolded angrily: "What are you, there is no room for you to speak here!" ”

"You!" Wang Nanxiang was even more angry in her heart, took two steps forward and was about to step forward to reason with the middle-aged man, but was stopped by Su Qingyun.

Su Qingyun was also angry when he saw that the middle-aged man was so arrogant and unreasonable, and said loudly: "He doesn't have the right to speak, I don't know if I have the right to speak?" ”

As soon as Su Qingyun opened his mouth, he immediately attracted the middle-aged man's attention, and he was slightly stunned, and a trace of obsession flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, but it was back to the same in a blink of an eye.

"You are?" The middle-aged man's tone softened slightly, and he asked with a polite look.

Su Qingyun sneered and said, "My name is Su Qingyun, I don't know if you've heard of this name?" ”

The middle-aged man's face moved slightly when he heard this, and he said in surprise: "Director of Fucheng Opera House, Su Qingyun? ”

Su Qingyun bowed slightly and admitted his identity.

And said: "I don't know why you canceled the results of this competition?" The referee's verdict has come down, and you can change it if you say it, I don't know what your identity is? ”

"Me?" The middle-aged man smiled proudly and said in a loud voice: "Contemptible people are not talented, and he is the chairman of the Changkong Group and the vice chairman of the Fucheng Sports School Board Association." ”

Chairman of Changkong Group!

Su Qingyun was shocked when he heard the words in front of him, and an incredible light appeared in his eyes, and he read out the name of the middle-aged man word by word.

"Song! Toward! Yang! ”

"That's right!" Song Chaoyang smiled confidently and said, "Contemptible Song Chaoyang, it seems that my name is still a little famous in this Fu City." ”

Su Qingyun smiled bitterly in his heart, Song Chaoyang's words...... Humble!

He is not only a little famous, it can be said that the three words Song Chaoyang are known to everyone in Fucheng City and even the entire Minfu Province.

Changkong Group is a cutting-edge group that has risen in recent years, and has developed from a small company to the largest group in Minfu Province in just over ten years.

It was officially listed on the Meijian Stock Exchange last year, and Song Chaoyang also became one of the richest domestic entrepreneurs in one fell swoop.

It's just that Su Qingyun couldn't figure out why Song Chaoyang appeared here, even if he was the school director, he couldn't be embarrassed.

Thinking of this, Su Qingyun said bluntly: "Wang Daolin won the game with his own ability in front of everyone, and everyone saw this, Mr. Song, as the chairman of the Changkong Group, interfered in the game between the two children, isn't it appropriate?" ”

"Naturally, I won't be idle to interfere in the game between the two children, but the referee's decision in this game is problematic!" Song Chaoyang glanced at the pale referee who was not far away, and said calmly.

Looking at the referee's appearance, I don't know if he was frightened by Song Chaoyang's identity or for some other reason, but he didn't say anything to refute it.

"You mean the referee is unfair? What evidence do you have? Su Qingyun asked without showing weakness: "All the people here have seen with their own eyes, Wang Daolin, this kid is all based on strength, there is no trick, he relies on real skills to win, don't open your eyes and talk nonsense!" ”

Wang Daolin finally won Song Rui and advanced to the next round of the game, this Song Chaoyang didn't know why he favored Song Rui, how could he not let Su Qingyun be indignant?

Whether it is for the sake of Wang Nanxiang's face, or her cooperation with Wang Daolin to release a record together, she has no reason to stand idly by!