"you lose."
Ye Hong raised his head and looked directly at Cang Songlin, and said calmly.
This voice was loud and resounding like thunder, echoing in everyone's heart.
Those present will never forget this shocking scene—
The young man looks heroic, facing the sky.
"I, I, I"
Cang Songlin opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.
But when he looked at Ye Hong's cold eyes, he was trembling all over and couldn't speak.
Duanmu Chengya sighed silently, he could feel that Cang Songlin's state of mind was already cracking.
Being defeated by a junior in such a humiliating way in front of everyone was a huge blow to Cangsong Rin.
Duanmu Chengya estimated that Cang Songlin might not be able to recover from his condition until his death.
Zhe Shui Le Shen is useless.
From a corner of the square, a round of applause suddenly sounded.
Like wildfire starting a prairie fire, the applause soon spread to all parts of the square.
The applause was like thunder, resounding in the air.
Everyone looked at Ye Hong with reverent eyes and applauded heartily.
This is their biggest tribute to Ye Hong and "Winter".
Duanmu Chengya felt bitter in his heart. Under such circumstances, if he continued to insist on not awarding the championship to Ye Hong and the others, the reputation of the Duanmu family would probably be lost in the future.
He shook his head with a wry smile and waved to the host.
The host came over with an excited expression and listened carefully to Duanmu Chengya's instructions.
After a while, the host returned to the stage with a smile on his face.
And everyone's eyes were focused on him at this moment.
The host felt that he had received so much attention for the first time today, and he was immediately satisfied.
He didn't show off, and announced bluntly: "For some reasons, after discussion by the major judges, the winner of this competition will be re-evaluated.
Then, I officially announce that the champions of this ancient music competition and the title of [Elegant Ancient Music Masters] are Mr. Ximen Qing and Ms. Yao Yao! "
"Wow-"
Cheers erupted from the audience.
Immediately afterwards, there was a roar of applause.
"Simon!" "Simon!"
"Yao Yao!" "Yao Yao!"
People shouted these two names from the bottom of their hearts, their roars almost breaking their throats.
Yao Ling looked at this scene with some uneasiness, but there was an excitement in her heart that she had never experienced before.
She was already convinced of one thing, that is, as long as she followed Ye Hong, something wonderful would always happen.
"So in order to be happier, Xiaoling will always stay with Brother Hong from now on."
Without blushing or heartbeat, Yao Ling found an excuse for herself to stick to Ye Hong's side, and laughed stupidly at the side.
Some are happy and some are sad.
Song Shu and Zhou Ruo's expressions were extremely ugly.
They were only one step away from the championship, no, to be precise, they were already the champions.
But in a short period of time, things turned upside down.
The championship was not even hot yet, so it just flew away!
This huge sense of loss from heaven to hell made the two of them look angry and feel extremely aggrieved.
Every glance he casts at him feels like he is mocking himself.
What is even more outrageous is that if this matter is reported back to Orishui University, the two of them will be ridiculed even more.
When they thought about this, they both felt regretful and wanted to cry.
Why don't you just stay at school? Why do you have to come to this crappy competition? !
(End of chapter)