Gao Qu, who was over half a century old and had been a referee for decades, wondered for the first time whether he had reached the age of retirement. He could no longer keep up with the thinking of contemporary young players.

"Are you sure you want to admit defeat?" Gao Qu almost gritted his teeth.

Ma Anshan's voice was a little dull, and he said with a nasal tone: "I'm sure."

Song Dong gave Ma Anshan a meaningful look, and made Andiehua take back her skills.

"Damn! What the hell, you actually admit defeat."

Ma Anshan's conceding defeat this time has provoked the anger of the audience, all kinds of yelling and scolding were heard endlessly.

But there are also more sensible people.

"He probably conceded defeat because he knew he couldn't win. After all, no one thought that Song Dong would have a dual-attribute skill."

"This Song Dong is also a ruthless person. In the last game, he almost lost, but he didn't use it after all that. He exhausted his mental strength to win the game."

Although there is understanding, the curse still has the upper hand.

Everyone in Huaisu Province clenched their fists when they heard those words.

"Senior Ma Anshan admits defeat if he wants to. What does it matter to them? Is it necessary to scold so badly?"

"Crap! I can't stand it anymore. I have to argue with them today."

"Theory what?" came a lazy voice.

When everyone looked up, it was Ma Anshan.

"No need."

"But what they said was too ugly." Someone said indignantly.

Ma Anshan yawned calmly and slowly, stretched his long arms, and walked towards everyone.

"Have you ever heard a word?" Ma Anshan asked with the corner of his mouth curled up.

"What word?"

"Mediocrity." Ma Anshan stretched out his slender fingers, pointed at the people who were still cursing in the audience, and said, "They represent the former part now. Why, you want to represent the latter part now?"

"Pfft~" Sister Xia Xuan burst out laughing, and gave Ma Anshan a thumbs up from behind.

This is almost to say that those people are mediocre, and this metaphor deeply affects their hearts.

Although everyone calmed down after being told by Ma Anshan, everyone still looked at Ma Anshan hesitantly.

I wanted to ask him why he gave up directly, but I didn't know whether I should ask.

"You obviously have a chance to win, so why admit defeat?" Ji Yunshen's voice was puzzled, angry, and worried that others couldn't feel.

"I don't even have a half chance. It's too troublesome. If I lose this game, I can still enter the top ten." Ma Anshan said.

"Are you so sure that among the remaining three people, you will definitely win?"

"Sure." Ma Anshan nodded, pointed to the two people who were competing on the stage, and said, "Look, the gods are probably helping me to be lazy. Three people drew lots, but those two made a match. I just need to It's better than one game."

Ji Yunshen: ...

"But it is the safest thing to continue to compete, and what you are doing now is too risky."

"I don't think so." Ye Chu stretched out his hand to push his glasses, and raised his lowered head.

"It's the smartest thing to do to give up this win and face a small game."

Ma Anshan raised his eyebrows, but did not speak.

Ji Yunshen didn't speak either.

"If Ma Anshan had used his hole cards in the match against Song Dong, he would indeed have the power to fight the opponent, but the hole cards cannot be called hole cards after they are known. Take it out in the competition, it is better to use it in the most critical place, and win with one blow."

Ye Chu smiled at Ji Yunshen, and said, "Anyway, in the national competition, whether it is No.7 or No.10, the difference is not very big. Do you think it is Ji Yunshen?"

"It's too risky." Ye Chu said that Ji Yunshen knew all these things, but he didn't agree very much. If there was a slight accident, it would be too late to regret it.

"If those two also stay behind..."

"Stop!" Ye Chu directly interrupted what Ji Yunshen was going to say later, "Do you think there will be a second person with a hole card at this point in the game? Not everyone is Ma Anshan."

"Even if it's only a one in ten thousand possibility, we can't ignore it. Seeking progress in stability is the right way."

"Ji Yunze, do you know why you became a C-level spiritual planter before Gu Yanze, but you still lost to him this year?"

"It's because you think too much."

If Ye Chu's words could become arrows, then Ji Yunshen's body is probably full of arrows by now.

……

Ma Anshan watched the two argue in a good mood, as if he wasn't the one who started their argument.

Others watch their noses and noses, and their noses watch their hearts. One eye is all looking at the screen, but the sound heard by the ears is out of sync with the picture.

Jiang Nan poked Gu Yanze beside him, moved a little closer, and asked in a low voice: "Do you think Ji Yunshen really lost to you because he thought too much?"

Gu Yanze turned his head and replied, "Not entirely."

It was Jiang Nan who discovered that the distance between the two was so close, and they almost touched the tip of each other's noses.

Jiang Nan only felt that her face was burning hot, she turned her head in a hurry, away from Gu Yanze, and said bluffingly: "No, no, why are you so close to me?"

"Are you sure I'm the one who got close to you?" Gu Yanze asked with a smile in his eyes.

Jiang Nan looked at Gu Yanze's body, which had not moved from the beginning to the end, and felt his face getting hotter.

the back of the crowd.

Sister Xia Xuan wore earphones in one ear, her mouth kept moving, and she didn't know what she was talking to the phone.

"Qinqin, who do you think is right, senior sister Ye Chu or senior Ji Yunshen?"

Lu Qin, who was staying in the room, turned his pen and said: "I think what the two of them said is actually quite reasonable. No one is right or wrong. It's just that their ideas are different, so their ideas are different. A thousand people Read Hamlet and there will be a thousand Hamlets."

"Hamlet? Is it alone?" Miss Xia Xuan asked on the phone.

"Ugh!" Lu Qin stopped turning his pen and said, "It's a writer, and he wrote an autobiographical novel under his own name."

This time Lu Qin really didn’t talk nonsense, this world really has the book "Hamlet", but it is no longer a tragedy, but an autobiographical novel, and it is far less famous than the one from Blue Star, It is only famous in the American and Italian regions.

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