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Xing'er looked at Lin Yingtong who was on stage:
"Referee, someone wants evidence of Yang Zhiyuan's cheating, can you adjust the monitoring?"

Lin Yingtong thought for a while, then nodded: "Yes!"

Not long after, the conversation between Yang Zhiyuan and those people appeared on the screen, and the fat man in front was also inside.

Now those spectators quit, accusing Yang Zhiyuan of using disgraceful means for the competition.

However, there were still discordant voices: "How do we know that this was not made by you? The purpose is to let Meng Zhe win!"

As soon as the voice said, many people started to get back together: "Yeah, how do we know; you didn't make this video, can you show evidence that you didn't make it yourself?"

"Okay, since someone suspects that this video was made, can you invite these two people to show up? If you can find out where this video was made, I will give you 40!!" Lin Yingtong's eyes flashed disgust.

Lin Yingtong hates cheating the most. Once she participated in a well-known piano competition as an ordinary person, but because of the organizer's cheating, she didn't get promoted. Because of this, Lin Yingtong got negative news one after another.

Later, she met an old artist. Everyone knows that those old artists hate being promoted because of their lack of ability, and appreciate the kind of people who rely on their own efforts to break through the sky.At that time, Lin Yingtong talked about the song "For Alice" to the old artist. Later, the artist strongly asked to accept Lin Yingtong as a disciple, but Lin Yingtong refused.Although she was rejected, the old artist still made a promise that as long as she wanted to learn, he would give her what he had learned all his life.

Since then, her negative news has gradually weakened.

Hearing what Lin Yingtong said, the two voices below disappeared immediately.

Just because they disappeared, it doesn't mean that other people will not speak: those people have coaxed those two people to go up.

Lin Yingtong pressed her hand to signal everyone to be quiet:

"That's right. I discussed it with other referees. In view of Yang Zhiyuan's use of disgraceful means to participate in the competition, I hereby disqualify Yang Zhiyuan from the competition!"

As soon as this remark came out, the audience picked up:

"This is disqualification, which makes me have to suspect that the referee is protecting Meng Zhe!"

"Yeah, how can there be such a thing!"

Before the others could speak, Yang Zhiyuan walked onto the stage:

"Referee, do you have to give me an explanation so that I won't make a wrong decision? As for my disqualification? Also, you said there are other referees. I don't know if I can invite you to come out and meet everyone." face?"

Lin Yingtong seemed to have guessed what Yang Zhiyuan would say, she clapped her hands lightly:

Not long after, many figures walked out from a door seen behind the stage, among them only Gongsun Wutian was known by Meng Zhe.

A group of people just nodded lightly to the audience, and then they sat on the chairs just brought.

"I, I know him, he is Gongsun Wutian, he often appears on the news." A person shouted in surprise, his face flushed with excitement.

Lin Yingtong pressed her hand again, signaling for everyone to be quiet:

"I believe these people are familiar to everyone. Even if you haven't seen them, you have heard their names. They are: Li Ruonan, the daughter of the secretary of the municipal party committee; Gongsun Wutian, who was born in a military compound; Sun Bing, the son of the chief secretary of the municipal party committee;..." Later, she also introduced many people from the business world, but compared to the second-generation officials in front, these people paled a lot.

"I just want to ask a question now, do you have any comments on the referee team who despised this time?" Lin Yingtong put away the smile on her face and asked seriously.

But in the hotel, many unknown flowers appeared in Tang Jia Shenzhou, like roses and cherry blossoms.

At the same time, big beads of sweat kept leaving on Tang Jia's face.

Suddenly, with a muffled snort, she went from sitting cross-legged to lying on the bed.

Meng Zhe suddenly opened his eyes, and appeared next to Tang Jia with a look of surprise:
"Aptitude is good. You understand what I gave you!"

Meng Zhe casually pointed at Tang Jia's 'Pohu' which was three inches away from the third thoracic vertebra:
"Let's seal this kind of power for you first, lest you can't control it!"

Suddenly an old man in purple robe appeared behind Tang Jia, nodded to Meng Zhe and disappeared.

"Meng Zhe also nodded in the direction the old man was walking, then turned around and watched Tang Jia's changes intently.

Those flowers disappeared after Meng Zhe clicked Pohu, followed by a ball of purple light, which wrapped Tang Jia up like a cocoon.

"It seems that Zigui Lingjue really has a relationship with Tang Jia, and the first practice has such a great effect!" Meng Zhe showed a happy smile at the corner of his mouth.

Then, Meng Zhe frowned again, and he bowed politely to the air:
"This junior knows that I am responsible for the future catastrophe of the earth, so I want to temporarily drive her soul door crazy so that she can better control that power. I wonder if senior will allow it?"

I saw the purple-robed old man who had just appeared appeared again, and he first smiled kindly at Meng Zhe:

"You can do whatever you want, I will assist you by the side!"

"Okay!" Meng Zhe was full of doubts in his heart, but he still pointed to the 'Soul Gate' located three inches beside Tang Jia's seventh thoracic vertebra.

When Meng Zhe finished all this, it was already night time.

Meng Zhe sat and adjusted his breath quietly, while the old man who appeared next to him during the day just sat beside Tang Jia, closing his eyes and not speaking.

The purple-robed old man who has been silent for a long time and speaks through sound transmission suddenly spoke, and the first sentence was: "I don't know what your doll's heart is made of, but you don't have any fear at all when you see me! I believe you already know me. I have lost my identity, don't talk to me in an official tone!"

"Senior, I believe that 'Tian Dao' has already told you all the details about me, so let's not test it!" Meng Zhe gave the old man a cup of tea, without any nervous expression on his face.

"Yo, what more details do you have, tell me quickly, tell me quickly!!" The old man was drinking tea, and after hearing what Meng Zhe said, he dared to put down the cup with interest.

"Isn't my background an ordinary earthling? What else can I have! Or maybe you are not the guardian of the 'Day of Heaven'?" At this point, Meng Zhe flashed a series of dangerous explosions.

"It seems that your 3000 years of experience is not enough!" The old man just sat quietly, not as surprised as Meng Zhe expected.

"Forget it, let's not talk about such a heavy topic, let's talk about this little girl. In fact, this little girl's understanding is quite good, and now with the blessing of the law of heaven, it is not impossible to take over in the future!"

"Senior, don't change the subject, what do you mean by what you said earlier?"

"Well, do you know how old you are?" The old man picked up the cup again.

"580 years old!" Meng Zhe said his age without hesitation.

The old man shook his head: "Wrong, it is 670 years old!"