In late summer and early autumn, it is hot and cool at first glance, and it is originally a weather when the sun is too hot and cool if it is less. Especially after a strong wind and a rainstorm, the weather suddenly became a lot cooler, and I just felt cold.

Not long ago, the wind was blowing, but now it has become a gust of fresh wind, and the wind blows, and the fresh fragrance of the soil after it has been washed away. But no one cares about appreciating such air, soaking wet, and then being blown by the wind, even if it is such a breeze, they only feel chills on their bodies, and they almost shiver all over and get goosebumps.

The rain became lighter and lighter, and finally stopped. But it doesn't matter if you can't get down or not, you can't get wet anymore anyway.

Because of this, everyone is trying their best to shout loudly, in this way, it seems that they can warm themselves up, and they can also force the superior to announce the final result as soon as possible. Otherwise, no one will have the patience to wait, and it is still a trivial matter to disperse in a hurry, and I am afraid that when I am tired, cold and anxious, I will do something irrational.

After the referee received the emperor's personal advice, he turned around three times in one step, and walked down the stands almost at a speed slower than a snail crawling, and walked towards the stage. The distance between them was too short, and the referee finally appeared on the stage.

As soon as I saw a person on the stage, although he was not the emperor under normal circumstances, the referee was also an old acquaintance in the past three days. The people below the arena gradually quieted down and looked straight at the referee. In this way, the final result can be seen from his face.

As the referee walked towards the center of the stage, the arena became quieter and quieter, and even the civilians who were isolated from the gate heard the sound inside getting quieter and quieter, knowing that the final critical moment was finally coming, and slowly quieted down. When the referee finally stood in the fixed position in the center of the field, there was silence inside and outside the barracks. The sound of the wind blowing the leaves, the rain hitting the ground, and the sound of everyone's discussions, as if someone was silently commanding, all disappeared from the ears at once.

In front of everyone's eyes, staring at everyone's most nervous and excited expectations, the referee suddenly felt a burst of emptiness, and only felt that he was ashamed of everyone's expectations. But he couldn't back down, just because there was someone behind him who could easily play him between applause.

The referee opened his mouth, but did not make a sound for a long time. The people off the field had already waited impatiently, and the sound of talking began to come out again, but it was small, and I couldn't hear what was said, anyway, it wouldn't be a relief to the referee and tell him not to be nervous.

The referee kept his mouth open, not to mention that he couldn't make a sound, as if he couldn't even close his mouth at all. At this moment, a soft cough came from behind him, and he didn't have to look back to know who this person was. There is impatience and warning in it, but the effect of the eyes of so many people on the playing field is much more useful and obvious.

"Everyone!" The referee finally made a sound, just these two words, not loud, but enough to make the inside and outside of the barracks extremely quiet. For this effect, the referee didn't know whether to be satisfied or exaggerated. However, he could only encourage himself to make persistent efforts and said: "By the will of the emperor of Daliangguo, it is hereby announced that the Mongolian players are ......."

Before he could say the name of this player, he just heard the word Mengguo, and the arena suddenly boiled like a bomb thrown in. There were already people who couldn't wait to start celebrating, calling "Likook" or calling the young player's name. But the vast majority of people shouted "Princess Xian" in a louder and more intense voice than Fang Cai, which was simply easy, and the voice of "Princess Xian" firmly overshadowed the shout of "Liguo".

It's just a normal bomb, and the people who are injured are the ones who are hit by the bombs. And this bomb is like a stimulant in a way, catalyzing the people it hits to attack the person who dropped the bomb and the real messenger behind him.

This is the cry of the masses and the resistance of the masses. The championship fell into the hands of Mongolia, and they absolutely refused to accept it, let alone accept it. They have no power, no power and no money, and even if they do, they are nothing at all in front of the emperor. But they can also use their voices to express their protests. The louder they were, the stronger their protests became. Even if he is the emperor, he must not completely ignore it.

The referee bore the brunt of the attack, feeling that he was about to be overwhelmed by the saliva and shouts of so many people. He looked back at the emperor helplessly. I don't know when, the noble concubine pulled a few palace maids and eunuchs in front of her, and this time was naturally not used to shield herself from the storm. However, the excited people are definitely more fierce than the storm. The noble concubine didn't dare not hide, and when she looked at the incomparably gloomy expression of the emperor around her, she also didn't dare to express her own opinions anymore.

Xuanyuan Yixing was also helpless, but he felt a little powerless, so he could only nod slightly. The referee understood, and then turned back to look at the people off the field. He raised his hand and pressed down hard, shouting, "Quiet! ”

At the beginning of the game, because he kept shouting these two words, his throat was already hoarse. After stepping down, he hurriedly asked the doctor for a few pills that could quickly relieve the hoarseness and swelling of his throat. At this time, I'm afraid that it will be intensified again because of these two words.

While his throat ached, the referee felt his head hurt even more, and for a moment, he wished he could faint on the stage and be carried down by the doctor. It's a pity that although his physical fitness is not as good as that of a master of martial arts, he is still quite good among ordinary people. I want to get dizzy, but I won't get dizzy!

Standing alone, standing on a high stage, becoming the focus of attention, this glory is definitely something that only the emperor can enjoy. At this time, the referee got more glory than the emperor, but unfortunately he didn't want it at all, and he wanted to weigh a small part of an adult's body and not be noticed at all. But that's all he can think of, he can't shrink himself into a small dot, he can't be invisible, and he hasn't found any cracks in the ground after looking for so long.

The referee could only stand on the stage, huddle down, and announce the final result known from the emperor. He didn't even dare to say the words "Mongolian player" and the name of this young player, so he could only shout "quiet" a few times in succession and everyone was finally willing to be quiet again, he continued to say in a already hoarse voice: "The first to fall off the stage, and Daliangguo player Liu Qingyan, the idle princess, persevered to the end." Therefore, the champion of this year's Three Kingdoms Martial Arts Competition is Princess Liu Qingyan—"

Finally said the last three words, and reached the final conclusion, the princes and ministers in the tents in the stands, the players under the field, and the ordinary people outside the gate, pressed their excitement, and after listening to the last three words, it was like a thunderclap on the ground, and the sound of "boom" broke out completely. Everyone was shouting the same sentence: "Princess Xian has won!" The idle princess won! Princess Idle won ......"

The people of Daliangguo are of course the happiest of them all, they have won the championship again, and they have retained the championship that has been held for many years. And it's still a woman, but it doesn't matter, as long as you win.

The people of Liguo and Mongolia also shouted this sentence in unison. The championship has already come out, although it is not a player from my own country, but it is not the first time or twice anyway. Although my country came with the greatest hope and competition, and it was my own strength and luck to win, it seems that I have become accustomed to failure, and it has not exceeded everyone's expectations and expectations.