Just when Shangguan had already walked to the corner of the venue and was about to find a place to rest, he heard a very loud bell ring in the entire venue. After a chaotic sound of "jingle bells", everyone's eyes were attracted. A white-haired old man walked to a small stage in the middle of the banquet, glanced at everyone for a round, and then picked up the microphone in his hand and said, "Hello everyone, I'm Li Guchen, thank you for giving me this face today and coming to this small party held by our organizing committee." ”

The name Shangguan heard from Gu Qiaos that he was the current director of the Organizing Committee of the Fighting Tournament, a very prestigious old pilot in the underground fighting city, and of course the most official and powerful figure.

Those hypocritical people who came to the banquet applauded one by two at this time, and they were even afraid that if they didn't pat this sycophant, they would be observed by someone next to them and reach Li Guchen's ears, and the management of the underground fighting arena would have a bad impression of him.

Next, Li Guchen talked about a lot of extremely official and boring questions such as "the significance of holding a mecha fighting match", "the glorious history of this event", and "the heroes who emerged from the event in previous years". Shangguan was a little sleepy when he heard this, and after yawning, he couldn't help but even want to stand and sleep on the spot.

He followed a buddy next to him and said, "Brother, it's so boring to hear, right?" ”

The main reason why that brother was originally a twenty-seven or eighteen-year-old young man who had been standing by Shangguan's side was that he liked Shangguan's free and chic fighting skills very much, and this time he was able to blend into such a banquet under the leadership of his uncle to have an intimate contact with his idol, but he didn't expect the idol to take the initiative to talk to him. It's not. I was so excited that I didn't know what to say.

The male fan exaggeratedly covered his mouth with his hands, and then a strange light flashed in his eyes. He smiled slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but never said anything.

"Hehehehe, hehehe. It's okay," Shangguan has not been famous for a day or two, he said very kindly, "Let's just chat for a while, just pass the time, you can talk anything, hehe, the concern is to tell the truth." ”

He even used the words used by old writers to encourage new writers to write, and communicated with this fan. But. After this fan opened his mouth, the first thing he said was: "That...... There's a close-up of you on the big screen. ”

It turns out that an old trick will be played at this banquet, that is, a professional photographer will use a super telephoto lens in the distance to close-up the expressions of the guests participating in the field, and project it on the big screen to interact with everyone. At this time, the back of Shangguan's thickly haired head was displayed on the screen...... When the audience saw it, they all let out a knowing laugh. Shangguan turned his head and waved his hand at the screen. Although this action is a bit two, it is not too embarrassing.

But anyway. In the minds of everyone at the scene, the impression that "Qingqingxia was deserting when Li Guchen was speaking" was already left, and such a funny picture would be difficult to get rid of anyway.

Li Guchen smiled a little embarrassedly, and then said jokingly: "It seems that Mr. Qingqingxia seems to think that my speech is a little long. Well, I won't talk about it so much. He was modest on the surface, but he was almost finished, and he moved on to the next item. He said: "Okay, then let's follow the old rules of previous years and make predictions before today's championship fight." ”

As soon as he took it, a red fashion voting interface popped up on the screen, and there was no doubt that Murong Feng and Shangguan were on the left and right. Then, next to their names, a small window shows the two champions. Shangguan noticed that the man named Murong Feng actually had a long sword hanging from his waist at this time, and he turned his head slightly like a chivalrous man and looked at Shangguan.

Well? Is it again a freak who walks around with a sword hanging in modern times? This person, who would feel strange in the earthly civilization no matter how you look at it, has a kind of rationality in this kind of underground place where only pilots exist. The man looked to be about to be thirty years old, and if the career of a pilot was concerned, it should be just the best time to start maturing.

From this point of view, Shangguan, who has only reached the age of eighteen, really has no reason to win the other party.

"Qingqingxia, don't worry, no matter what, I will definitely vote for you. So, you won't be zero. The young man who was standing beside Shangguan just now comforted Shangguan with some kindness and said. Maybe in his eyes, it would be a very touching thing to support idols like this, but Shangguan didn't care at all, he just looked at the man named Murong Feng with a fighting desire.

I don't know why, when Shangguan saw this person for the first time, there was a super angry anger in his heart.

Voting began. There is no doubt that everyone who came to power pressed their fingers on the fingerprint device that represented Murong Feng, and the corresponding number of votes on the big screen kept increasing, but Shangguan's column has always been a score of zero.

Even, the kid who had just said that he would help Shangguan achieve a breakthrough of zero, he was a little nervous and pressed on top of Murong Feng's voting machine. He ran down and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, Qingqingxia, as soon as I came on stage just now, I was so nervous." I'm embarrassed to support you. His face flushed, and he looked extremely embarrassed. It turns out that it is so difficult for a person to make a decision that is different from everyone else.

The voting time passed minute by minute, and after a while, Li Guchen announced: "348 votes to 0, the result is obvious." ”

The audience was not enthusiastic but loud. It can be seen that everyone is not too surprised by the result of such a vote.

Because Murong Feng has been the No. 1 in the underground fighting city for six consecutive years. He was a natural swordsman, and he was as good as a mecha pilot, and a newspaper commentator said: "Murong Feng was simply born for mecha fighting, if there is really one person in this world who can defeat him." It might just be his own son. But since none of his sons have yet to be born, then ...... In this era, Murong Feng can only become a god-like existence in this mecha fighting competition. ”

It's not that Shangguan hasn't read such a report, he just didn't expect that this one-sided proportion of public opinion would be so high.

According to the process of the organizing committee, after the results are out. Two finalists will be interviewed separately and each will have a maximum of ten minutes of stage time. Contestants can canvass for votes, do questionnaires, and do whatever they want, as long as it doesn't involve pornography or violence and other things that don't conform to social morals and values.

The camera jumped, and a close-up of Shangguan appeared on the big screen again. The expression on the young man's face was a mixture of surprise, panic, and helplessness, and he paused for a moment, then took a microphone from the hand of a field assistant. Then he was brought to the stage.

I don't know when, Li Guchen has already stepped off the stage and stood on the side of the stage with several big-name members of the organizing committee very elegantly. The white-haired old man's eyes looked at the young man with some disdain, and then he was still thinking about the disrespectful thing he had just received. It can be seen that this guy is quite unhappy.

The beautiful host first asked: "May I ask Mr. Qingqingxia, what do you think when the number of votes for support is so large." ”

Shangguan smiled bitterly. I scolded in my heart: Thoughts? What would you think if you made up such a big difference in votes?

Seeing that Shangguan did not answer. The beautiful host continued: "Is there anything you want to say to everyone? ”

Shangguan sighed and said, "I don't have anything to say to you. ”

One sentence of his cut off the topic of this hostess. As the host of an exhibition event, cold performance is the biggest taboo, and if the interviewee finishes it in one sentence, it is difficult to last for ten minutes. The beautiful hostess frowned slightly. After seeing this embarrassing scene, I didn't know what to do for a while.

It can be seen that this host is a very typical idol with big breasts and big buttocks, but he doesn't have much strength and experience in hosting.

And the question she asked next made Shangguan even more unhappy. "Judging by past experience," she said. The results of the vote accurately predicted the final outcome every time. What do you think of this data? ”

The reason why this beautiful hostess brought up this topic was because she saw this content in the preparation materials that she had not seen much beforehand. People who are not well prepared are like this, every time they see a little bit of content, they must say it on stage, for fear that others will not know that she has done her homework.

Shangguan was very calm, he just said, "I don't have any opinion. After a while, he picked up his microphone again and asked, "Is it all mine for ten minutes now, and I can do whatever I want?" He stared at the beautiful host, and there was a slight murderous aura in his eyes.

The girl was stunned for a moment, where did she dare to hesitate, and said directly: "Yes...... That's right. She still wanted to explain something, but Shangguan had already taken a few steps forward, came to the front of everyone on the stage alone, and said, "I just want to ask one question, in your minds, should I be eliminated by Jincheng Xiu in the semifinals?" He said in a very rational voice: "I think it's a friend, can you raise your hand and show me?" ”

Shangguan's tone was not very impulsive, he seemed to be in a very polite manner, asking the people in the audience to make the most authentic statement.

Every hand in the audience was raised, and more than eighty percent of the people raised their hands. Those who didn't raise their hands were hesitant, as if they were just thinking about whether the young man would hurt too much if they expressed their truest thoughts. After all, in their eyes, Shangguan Yi, a dark horse, is already a rare young man, and they don't have the mentality of looking down on Shangguan at all, after all, they feel that at the age of eighteen, it is already quite commendable to be able to achieve the level of Shangguan.

If Shangguan reaches the age of thirty, it will really be difficult to distinguish between him and Murong Feng. Of course, everyone present would love to see that kind of scene......

But unfortunately, Shangguan is only eighteen years old this year.

At all costs. His time has not yet come.

So, young man, accept for a moment the shame that is over you. Everyone is like this, first grinding on the suffering for ten years before they can begin their glorious and powerful journey.

Come on, young man. You can do it. The eyes of these uncles all revealed such an encouraging look. But Shangguan didn't seem to feel it at all, he just coldly asked a second question:

"If it's Jin Cheng Xiu, then what do you think are the chances that he will win?" Shangguan raised one of his right hands and motioned for everyone to raise their hands again to vote. His eyes were also very polite and pleading, looking at the crowd, hoping that they would express their thoughts truthfully.

Because he wants to know the most authentic answer.

This time, no one raised their hands, except for the fan who said that he wanted to stand up for Shangguan, raised his hand high. And shouted loudly: "Qingqingxia, this time, I support you!" When he said this, his voice trembled, and his face turned red, he didn't care what the content of the vote was, but regretted that he didn't vote for his idol just now, and he shouted loudly: "I didn't vote for you just now." Now I regret it, if I could change the ticket. Actually, I voted for you. ”

This fan looked at Murong Feng, who had a long sword hanging at his waist on the other side of the stage, and kept waving his fist, saying, "No matter how powerful that guy is, we will kill him, that's right." We're going to kill him! ”

Everyone on the stage looked at this farce-like existence, and these uncles from the business and political circles laughed. But Shangguan didn't feel that there was anything ridiculous about this current scene, he just felt a kind of heat pouring down from his head, and it suddenly filled his whole body, and he turned his head. Look at the man with the sword in the distance.

In his eyes, a very murderous and cruel look suddenly appeared! This kind of eyes, staring at each other deadly!

But the most unpleasant thing was that the man named Murong Feng just glanced at this side very indifferently and without feeling, and then turned his head away.

It was a look called "don't care". It can be seen that the players who come to this challenge position every year in every world have also looked at Murong Feng with such unwilling eyes, and the final result also ended with Murong Feng's easy victory.

He was tired of the process that was repeated, which was why he felt so insensitive.

For the first time, Shangguan was openly ignored. The feeling of anger made him quite uncomfortable, and he looked at the man in the distance like an unwilling lion, and then he said something that surprised him even a little.

Shangguan said: "I will defeat you, I will defeat you instead of Jincheng Xiu." Prove that he is better than you. ”

This sentence caused an uproar, everyone present had not heard of the little love debt between Jin Cheng Xiu and Murong Feng, I heard that Murong Feng and Jin Cheng Xiu's wife had been together before, and then Mu took the initiative to break up, and now maybe that girl has always liked Murong Feng.

What is the situation of this kid now, who actually jumped out to help Jin Cheng Xiu take revenge? Who is he from Jincheng Xiu? Could it be that this is another person who is involved in this love story turmoil again?

While everyone was still making such and such associations, Shangguan had already walked off the stage quickly. He put the microphone in his hand on a food table, and walked out through a side door in front of everyone's eyes.

The scene is quite embarrassing all of a sudden. Although the beautiful hostess was also panicked at this time, she had already calmed down a little, she picked up the microphone, walked in front of Murong Feng, and asked, "May I ask Mr. Murong Feng, what do you think of the impulsive expression of Qingqingxia just now?" ”

"Views? Heh, what can I think. Murong Feng's voice seemed to be quite tired, and he said, "Anyone can say big things, but whether you can do it or not is another matter." ”

"Now I'll give you the microphone, and you'll have ten minutes to go. Please get started. The beautiful host handed the topic to Murong Feng.

Murong Feng didn't mean to take the microphone at all, he just bent down slightly, and said coldly: "I have nothing to say, I will win the final." That's it. ”

Next, the lion-like king also stepped down from the stage. He didn't walk fast, his steps were very steady, and unlike Shangguan, he went out from the main entrance.

The atmosphere at the scene was embarrassing for a while, only the hostess took the microphone and said loudly: "Okay, Mr. Murong's speech is as concise as ever, and it can be seen that he is a person who only does but does not speak." Now, let's move on to the other performances that the banquet brings to everyone. ”

The beautiful host stepped down in embarrassment, followed by the performances of some artists. But in stark contrast to the hot and expensive performances on stage, the business and political celebrities in the audience began to withdraw one after another. It's a little late now, and the second is that they often watch the performances of these artists, and their time is very expensive, although there is a lot of money, but there is really no more time at all.

This fiery night, after leaving such a huge suspense and contradiction, began to slowly retreat. (To be continued......)