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"Please send players from each team to the stage." The host said again.

Teams are picking players.

Only Beijing University, the idle group, even wanted to go back to the lounge to get some snacks back.

Huada's player area is right next to Beijing University. Seeing the players of Beijing University like this, they are even more angry.

BGI's leading teacher said, "Huang Mingshun, come on. This time, your main attack is exactly in this direction."

Huang Mingshun nodded, got up and said, "I don't believe it. She is good at the first round, she is also good at the second round, and in the third round, she is still good at it!"

"Manpower is sometimes poor." Zhang Xiaosheng said solemnly, "It is rare that she can be good at the direction of the two rounds. In our Huada Chinese Department, it is also at the top. In the third round, it is impossible for her to be good at it."

Zhao Xiaoou was crying, and two girls were comforting her.

Players from the four teams of Shuangda University, Tongda University, Nantong University and Jiangda University have already taken the stage.

After talking about Mo, the senior sister of Shuangda whispered: "Senior Brother Guang just went back to discuss with us, you don't have to take us into account. If you can continue the method of the last two rounds, just do it, we don't care."

After speaking, he left quickly, for fear of being seen and thinking they were playing a fake match.

When the NTU senior passed by, he quickly said, "Don't worry about us, do it with confidence!"

Senior brothers and sisters from Tongda and Jiangda came here, and they all had the same attitude.

After talking about ink, he slowed down and expressed his position quickly.

They all said that they didn't mind what Tan Mo did!

Tan Mo: "..."

How arrogant was Huada before?

This offends everyone!

Huang Mingshun finally came to the stage and stood behind the answering table next to Tan Mo.

"Tan Mo, my two brothers and sisters have been humiliated enough by you." Huang Mingshun said viciously, "You have the ability, this round will just grab it without reading the question!"

"OK.

"Tan Mo nodded, blinked his eyes, and said weakly, "This is what you asked me to do, Senior Brother Huang. Don't rob me like this, you can't answer the question, and you blame me for not robbing like this. "

Brother and sister, you are all to blame.

Huang Mingshun choked, but Tan Mo really agreed.

Is she really going to keep doing it, or is she just bluffing?

Huang Mingshun couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you afraid of getting the wrong answer?"

"What's the matter?" Tan Mo didn't care, "I scored 19 points in the first two rounds. Even if I'm right or wrong in the next round, it's enough to deduct. I stole it anyway, yes. Right or wrong, you can't grab a single question."

If you have the ability, you can learn from me, and do the same.

Huang Mingshun: "..."

He was choked up by Tan Mo!

He really didn't dare to do that.

Tan Mo has a base of 19 points. Even if he makes 19 mistakes, he will get 0 points at most, which is one point higher than their Huada.

What's more, there are so many questions, Tan Mo can always answer one or two.

Unlike their Huada, minus one point!

how?

Even if you are right or wrong, you don't dare to do this!

Huang Mingshun felt that he knew the truth.

It turned out that Tan Mo was so extreme in the first two rounds of rushing to answer, and it was with this kind of thought in mind.

Don't say it, it can be done.

Now the other four teams are still 0 points.

Tan Mo still has a lot of room for deductions.

If they knew they could play like this, they did it in the beginning.

Don't become so passive now!

Huang Mingshun couldn't help but look back at their BGI player area.

The Chinese people who saw it were inexplicable.

What did he say to Tan Mo, why did he still look back at them?

However, through the dialogue with Tan Mo, Huang Mingshun was consciously sure that in the third round, Tan Mo should have no certainty.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have performed so extreme in the first two rounds.

When Huang Mingshun thought he had figured it out, he heard Tan Mo ask, "Senior Huang, in the third round, will you do your best?"

When Huang Mingshun, who had just figured it out, heard her question, his heart suddenly froze.

I feel like I don't think so.

Because in the first two rounds, Tan Mo also asked Lin Zhenhui and Zhao Xiaoou the same question.

Now the results of the two have been seen by everyone.

"Humph!" Huang Mingshun said coldly, "Talking about ink, winning or losing depends on strength, don't engage in these crooked ways!"

Tan Mo: "..."

She is so wrong!

Didn't she just ask him if he would try his best?

How can it become a crooked way!

Tan Mo pouted, with red eyes, turned his head away with aggrieved expression, and stopped talking to Huang Mingshun.

When the public in Beijing sees it, they are in a hurry!

Ying Siyuan asked loudly: "Who is Huada! If you lose, you will lose. What kind of skill is it to bully people!"

"What did you talk to us about Mo and made her cry!" Shen Hongshan shouted at a high voice.

Wu Jiazhen was in a hurry: "Tan Mo is so good, we are not willing to make her feel uncomfortable, why do you!"

Originally, I was talking about ink red eyes, but the audience didn't know it yet.

After all, there is a distance, so I can't see clearly.

But when they shouted, the audience was shocked.

Why are you bullying people and crying?

At the scene, the students of Beijing University gave up and stood up one after another: "What do you mean! The competition is just a competition, how can you bully people!"

"It's really worthless! People from Huada, is that so?"

Huada's players are stunned.

Zhao Xiaoou was even more embarrassed and forgot to cry.

She also cried just now, why didn't she see her teammates scolding like that?

Zhang Xiaosheng was tired, and if he changed someone, they would scold him.

But there is a little girl on the stage, how do they scold?

I haven't seen Tan Mo's eyes just a little bit red now. Are the people at Beijing University just crazy?

"It's really capable of scolding people when you lose!" Chen Shihua said loudly.

Huazhong people: "..."

Huang Mingshun: "..."

Where did he curse!

He didn't curse!

Everyone in Beijing looked at Chen Shihua blankly.

Can't see it!

You have a set of pots!

Being shouted by Chen Shihua in such a voice, everyone thought that Huang Mingshun was scolding Tan Mo.

Huang Mingshun hurriedly said: "Tanmo, I didn't scold you! You should make it clear to them!"

But he didn't want to, Tan Mo's eyes were redder, and tears were dripping.

"Well, Senior Brother Huang didn't scold me." Tan Mo turned his head and said to the player area.

Huang Mingshun: "..."

You are so special, I can't even tell!

Tan Mo said that he didn't scold her, who would believe it!

Huang Mingshun was about to arrest Tan Mo in a hurry.

Suddenly a cold male voice came: "If you dare to touch her, don't want your hands!"

This voice was extremely cold.

In other words, no one would believe it.

do you dare?

illegal!

But this voice, for some unknown reason, made people's heart palpitate fiercely.

I think he really does what he says!

Everyone was looking for the sound.

I saw Wei Zhiqian standing under the stairs leading to the platform, next to the answering platform of the contestants.

He was wearing a shirt and trousers, and the sleeves of the shirt were rolled up a few times below the elbows.

Only one button was unbuttoned on the collar of the shirt, making it a little more relaxed and comfortable.

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