Chapter 230 Isn't this... equivalent to losing a battle?

   "All previous games, win or lose, all ET results are invalid..."

  The young man on the stage held the microphone without changing his face, his posture was loose, and his face remained unchanged.

  The contestants on the other side of the ring were stunned.

   "Wow—"

  In an instant, the entire stadium once again fell into an unprovoked wave, and was stunned after being slapped.

   "! What's going on?"

   "All results are invalidated? Isn't that... equivalent to losing the battle...?"

  If all previous game results are invalidated, then in terms of score, ET will directly lose more than half of the score. If you want to win the championship, you must almost win in the next game.

   "..."

  People's voices gradually increased.

   "Why is this?"

   "Isn't this equivalent to handing over the championship directly?"

   "Damn it! Damn it, this decision was made at this time because of an accident with a team member, so there's no need for it?"

   "What happened in this that we don't know? How did you make such a decision suddenly?"

   "Is NY picking up a big deal this time? Suddenly, it is so far ahead from behind, are you afraid that you won't win?"

   "What are you talking about, NY doesn't bother to do this!"

   "Okay, it's not there anymore, it's still talking here..."

   "Even if our ET score is zero, we don't necessarily lose!"

   "Heh~ I find it difficult..."

   "..."

  At the guest table, Guang Moran frowned fiercely, his eyes full of doubts.

  How could this person suddenly make this decision?

  In front of the NY team, Lan Yu stared blankly at Gong Jiu who was standing on the ring, her brows were tightly frowned, and her expression was gloomy.

   It shouldn't be like this...

  Did... she know? So do it on purpose?

  For some reason, a bad premonition always crossed his mind.

  On the ring, the referee, who had stood holding his whistle for a long time, came back to his senses, took a step forward, and unconsciously tightened his throat in front of the boy:

"May I ask you are…"

  The person who was looking straight ahead quietly turned his head, and landed on him impartially. The voice came through the microphone, "Coach ET, Gong Jiu is silent."

  The referee tightened his fingers, glanced at the staff who kept Gui Dong in the audience, and asked uncertainly, "Reset all the games before ET to zero, are you sure?"

   Everyone present stopped talking and stared at her closely.

   Turning his face away, his eyes slowly swept across Su Yu and the others, Gong Jiu raised his jaw slightly.

"I am sure."

  The extremely short words fell to the ground clearly, and the lingering sound echoed in the quiet stadium.

  —

   After handling everything in the hospital and confirming that the few people are fine, Jun Gu is ready to rush back to the stadium.

  In the car, Jun Gu took the tablet and went directly into the game live broadcast room.

  The card flashed back several times before successfully entering, and the dense barrage instantly covered the entire screen.

   Frowning, Jun Gu raised his hand and directly disabled the barrage display.

  Just as he turned off this thing, Gong Jiu’s silent voice happened to come from inside.

  He adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses and raised his eyebrows slightly.

   I don't know if it's because there are too many viewers, the live broadcast always freezes, and at this moment, the screen just stops on the young man's wild and ruthless face.

  Even if it is slightly blurred, it cannot block the aggressive eye-catching.

  After he figured out why there was that firm "I'm sure", he couldn't hold back, and raised the corners of his lips.

  The not-so-shallow arc softened his somewhat handsome lines, making him look more like a nobleman with a gentle smile and refined elegance.

   Directly blocking the way of the people behind, the little guy's move is really good on the contrary.

  Ping’s live broadcast was still going on, Jun Gu buckled the tablet with his backhand, took out his phone, and made a call.

   "Stop hanging out in the club, I have a job for you..."

  Jiang Xiying who was finally remembered: …

  —

   "Then..." The referee took a deep breath, suppressed the surprise in his heart, showed his professionalism, and asked again: "May I ask you to abstain in the next game?"

  If Gong Jiuhan chooses to abstain, the morning game will end early.

   I have done a lot of homework these two days, and my whole body is still convulsed from a cold, and my nose is so blocked that I don’t look pretty anymore~

   Temporarily updated~

   In addition, it may be that I have too few books, and the circle of book friends is not worthy of being lively (covering face and crying)

   Pretty will work hard~

   In addition, thanks to the treasures who have never left, and during the update period, some readers also gave me rewards, which made me wonder (open) good (heart) meaning (dead) thinking (dead) hahaha~

Well, the above are all jokes, as long as you like the stories I wrote, if you really have spare time, you can give a reward to this book, which shows that you like the silent master, but don’t brush the list~ I’m familiar with being active and active It’s gone~ Let’s not make that false, after all, this book is not going to the rankings or anything, the grades are not important~

   Well, I am really grateful to my family for their company all the time!

   (Note: There are not too many free and beautiful referral tickets~)

  

  

  (end of this chapter)