Chapter 215: Rematch Cancelled

"Rematch?"

The host was stunned, and the audience began to boil again. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Look, I know what they want to see, they just want a rematch, it's so shameless!"

"Shameless, really shameless, I know that I am going to lose, so I made such a farce, I really want a rematch, despicable!"

"Shame on you, get out of here, we still want a rematch, we won't agree!"

"Yes, I strongly disagree!"

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The host stood on the stage with an embarrassed face, a little overwhelmed.

On the one hand, he really didn't expect that Ling Tian's team would propose a rematch, because it was their own internal conflict just now, and according to common sense, it should be their own responsibility.

However, there is no doubt that the final crystal was pushed off by Brother Soldier and the Vanguard of Juggernaut.

On the other hand, this host really doesn't know whether the current situation should be replayed, he can't be the master, and the final situation has to be determined by the official.

So, he could only stand there and wait, waiting for the official to give him a notice.

There was still a lot of noise in the audience.

……

In the clan lounge.

Liu Yu, Li Bing, and Chen Chen looked at the situation on the screen with different expressions, and they looked confused, but Liu Yu understood this situation the most.

Just like when Lin Yuan asked Liu Yu to play the first game, the Tianyan team chose them as the challenge team, who didn't want to win the game?

Who hasn't worked so hard for so long to get to this point, who doesn't have a little dream in their hearts?

For the sake of dreams, anyone can do things you don't expect.

Maybe it's shameful, but what?

Compared to their dreams, compared to their hearts that yearn for victory, what is this?

Li Bing, Chen Chen, and Liu Yu didn't speak, just looked at the screen in a daze, waiting for the final result.

Soon, news came from the stage in front, several staff whispered in the host's ear, and the host came to the stage slightly embarrassed, and smiled at the audience: "We just had a little situation here......

As soon as the three words of the host's "small situation" came out, the audience began to make noise again.

"Small situation, big brother, are you teasing me, this is a small situation?"

"Yes, this situation is still called small, so what is the big situation?"

"Hurry up, don't talk so much nonsense, just talk about the final result, whether to replay or not?"

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Listening to the indignation of the audience, the host wiped the sweat on his head and went straight to the point.

"The host official said that it was up to the NGP team to decide whether to rematch or not, and they could replay if they agreed, and if they didn't agree, we wouldn't allow the rematch, so ......"

The host turned his eyes to look at Da Niu and them, and the eyes of the audience also shifted to Da Niu and the five of them.

Da Niu was stunned for a moment, and showed a smirking face to the camera, which caused the audience to burst into laughter.

Da Niu looked at the four of them and asked, "Agree or not?" ā€

Xia Yun: "I don't care, after all, powerful people don't care about this kind of thing, at most, they will press them to the ground and beat them again!" ā€

Hu Xiaocheng nodded and said, "My thoughts are the same as Xia Yun!" ā€

Da Niu then looked at Xiang Fan and Mo Liang: "What about you?" ā€

Mo Liang spread his hands and signaled that he didn't care.

Xiang Fan said after a deep groan: "Then agree!" ā€

"Good!" Da Niu nodded, since they all agreed, then he would naturally agree, and he originally wanted to agree.

The host looked at Da Niu, who got up, walked to the front of the stage, and said to the host: "We agree to rematch!" ā€

Da Niu's voice was very loud, and the host deliberately put the microphone on Da Niu's mouth, so Da Niu's words directly reached the ears of everyone present and echoed in their ears.

After saying this, Da Niu turned around and went back and continued to sit in his seat.

The host put the microphone to his mouth and said to the audience: "Since the NGP team has decided to replay, let's ...... next."

"Rematch your sister? No replays! ā€

"Yes, no rematch, no rematch!"

"TMD, you and the Ling Tian team are in the same group, the NGP team is about to win, you suddenly have a rematch, it's not fair!"

"It's not fair, it's not fair!"

"TMD, let's go ahead and replay, Lao Tzu won't watch it, what kind of game, right? Interesting? ā€

"It's, it's, what kind of game? We're gone, don't look at it! ā€

"If you really want to replay, Lao Tzu is gone......"

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The host looked embarrassed, he hadn't finished his words yet, and there was such a big reaction from the audience, but this rematch was not what he said, this ......

The host looked at several staff members of the organizer in the audience, as if asking for their opinions, but received no response.

The five of them also looked at the audience with an embarrassed face, not knowing what to do.

But if you want to ask who the most embarrassing and embarrassing person on the stage is, it must be the five people of Ling Tian's team.

The five of them sat in their seats with blue faces, and they really couldn't imagine that the rematch they proposed would cause such a big reaction.

The Sun Shangxiang player looked at the dissatisfied audience angrily, and he roared: ", mad, let's play our game, what are you fooling about, do you have something to do?" ā€

Zhao Yun grabbed Sun Shangxiang and stopped him from continuing to roar, but fortunately, their seats were far away from the audience, and the audience was noisy, so they didn't hear it.

If they really heard it, then they really blew up, let alone a rematch, and even if they won, the reputation will really be lost.

Zhao Yun scolded Sun Shangxiang: "What are you doing,, it's not big enough to be idle?" ā€

Sun Shangxiang: "I'm just telling the truth!" ā€

Zhao Yun: "That's it, your sister, if they hear what you say, how can we rematch?" ā€

Sun Shangxiang snorted and shut up.

There was still chaos in the audience, and the host was still waiting.

"TMD, have you done it, we'll leave for the rematch, you guys play by yourself!"

"Yes, we'll leave for the rematch, don't watch it!"

"Don't look at it, leave! What is the Ling Tian team, there is still a rematch, do you really think that you can win the rematch? Joke! ā€

"Trash, Ling Tian Clan's trash!"

"Garbage ......"

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The resentment in the audience continued to heat up, turning the spearhead to Ling Tian's team.

At this time, there was finally news from the organizers in the audience, and they sent a few people on the stage again, said a few words to the host, and hurriedly stepped off the stage.

The host looked at Ling Tian's team, his face was embarrassed, and then turned his head to the audience and said slowly.

"That, the replay is canceled!" (To be continued.) )