The three young masters of Linzhou were all dumbfounded when they heard the result.
"Oops, Master Ximen didn't win the championship. Your family is in danger!"
Lei Peng and Professor Qin looked at Duanmu Chidao in horror.
Duanmuchi was already frightened and hurriedly ran towards the stage.
Song Shu and Zhou Ruo, who were announced as champions, also looked embarrassed.
Just because they didn't feel the treatment of champions at all, everyone looked at them with doubts.
"Pah-pah-pah-"
From the judges' table, a crisp sound of applause suddenly came.
Everyone looked up and found that it was Cangsong Rin, the God of Water and Music.
While applauding, he smiled and said to everyone: "Everyone, please quickly congratulate our champion!"
Everyone looked at each other, and then there was sparse applause.
After all, everyone knows Cangsong Rin's status, and seeing Cangsong Rin's attitude, they have vaguely guessed the truth of the matter.
In this case, there is no need to offend Cangsong Rin.
But more people remained silent.
This silence is a silent protest against this result.
It is a tribute to the song "Winter".
Cangsong Lin took pictures for a while and found that there were still very few people applauding, and his face turned dark.
But what made him even more irritated was the sudden ridicule that sounded from the square: "Hahaha, the ancient music competition is nothing more than that.
The disgrace of ancient music is to break water and play music to the gods. "
The ridicule was unbridled and so loud that it spread throughout the square.
The extent of his boldness actually refers directly to the ancient music competition and Somatsu Rin himself.
It can be said that Duanmu Chengya and Cang Songlin were offended at the same time.
As expected, Duanmu Chengya's face suddenly turned gloomy when he heard these words.
Everyone's expressions changed drastically, and they were looking for who dared to be so desperate.
When everyone searched for the source of the sound, they found a young man on the field with a sarcastic smile, looking up at the ugly-looking Cang Songlin without fear.
Although he was at the bottom of the stage and Cangsong Rin was on the stage, for some reason, everyone had the impression that the young man was looking down at Cansong Rin.
This has nothing to do with their positions, but the unique noble temperament exuding from that young man.
Without even thinking about it, everyone knew immediately that only people like this would dare to say what they just said.
And of course this person is Ye Hong.
When he heard the host announcing the results, he knew there was something fishy in the judges' box.
He doesn't know what the level of "Winter" is
That was the existence of the Yitian Slaying Dragon Combination.
So Ye Hong began to silently observe the people in the judges' table.
When Cang Songlin spoke, Ye Hong immediately identified the old man as the mastermind behind the scenes, so he immediately mocked mercilessly.
"Insolent! The Ancient Music Competition has been held for so many years and has always been fair and equitable. How can we allow a junior like you to speak wantonly here!"
Duanmu Chengya also stood up, pointed at Ye Hong and said angrily.
At the same time, under his eyes, a guard from a famous mansion quietly approached Ye Hong.
"Junior, do you know what will happen if you insult me?"
Cangsong Linpi asked with a smile.
Faced with the glares of the two people who could be said to have the highest status present, Ye Hong crossed his arms and said calmly: "If you are wrong, you have to accept questioning, instead of forcing others to submit based on your status, which can only increase your chances of success. laughing stock.
If you don’t believe me, ask those present here if they are convinced by this result. "
(End of chapter)