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competition is over.

The referee categorically announced: "The winner: Little player Zhang Gen."

Kong Lu clenched her lips with fine white teeth. She raised her head and looked at the sky above the venue, her eyes were full of unwillingness and anger.

But in the end, there was only loneliness in her eyes, she got up and stepped off the stage slowly.

Han Guo's commentators said excitedly: "As expected of Zhang Gen, a young contestant, he is a genius in the competition. He won the competition with an outstanding performance that was almost perfect!"

"Although Kong Lu is very strong, she is only a female player after all. She still has a lack of mentality. Like our local players in the cold country, they all have big hearts. The bigger the competition, the better their performance."

These Korean commentators were excited for a while.

But the commentators and players of the Great Xia Kingdom discovered some clues.

A certain fish live broadcast room.

The director cut the replay, and the two commentators watched the battle between Kong Lu and Zhang Genxiao carefully again:

"It's not right, how could Kong Lu make such a low-level mistake?"

"I've watched Kong Lu's competition before, and her performance has always been perfect. It can almost be said that this time Daxia is second only to Sun Long's player!"

"Look, from here, Kong Lu's face suddenly turned pale, and his body seemed to be shaking slightly as soon as the map was selected in the game."

"What's going on? Is there something wrong with Kong Lu's physical condition?"

The commentators were at a loss, and Kong Lu walked back to the rest room of the players from the Great Xia Kingdom.

The coach patted her on the shoulder and comforted her and said, "Kong Lu, it's okay. It's normal to make some mistakes when participating in the World Championship for the first time. Don't take it personally, just take it as a learning experience."

Upon hearing this, Kong Lu's eyes turned red, and she said aggrievedly, "Coach, I didn't make a mistake. Yes, it's the air conditioner. As soon as the game started, the air conditioner was blowing on me!"

Air conditioner blowing on Kong Lu?
The coach couldn't help but stare.

How can the organizer of the Cold Country be so disgusting?
At this time, another player from the Great Xia Kingdom also finished the game. He rubbed his arms, gritted his teeth and said angrily:

"Coach, I want to complain! These cold bastards are shameless! As soon as the game started, the air conditioner on my head was blowing on my forehead, making me shiver!

Fortunately, the opposite dish, otherwise I would definitely be the same as Kong Lu. "

After listening to the words of the two players, the coach was very angry.

If you do this, it's not a game!

These cold country people are too shameless!
The coach immediately went out to discuss with the organizer's staff.

Unexpectedly, those staff members immediately began to play rogue, saying that the air conditioner had been adjusted long ago, and it was normal to have a bit of cold wind, and other players played in this way.

And with so many people in the venue, it was absolutely impossible to turn off the air conditioner, and the audience couldn't stand it.

If the people of Great Xia feel cold, just put on more clothes.

These Korean scoundrels once again irritated the coach. The coach rushed back to the waiting room angrily, called the domestic head office, explained the situation, and reported the matter.

The game is still going on.

In the second round of lottery, Sun Long got Zhang Genxiao, the player who defeated Kong Lu before.

Before taking the stage, Sun Long glanced at Kong Lu who was huddled in a corner in the lounge, wiping tears from aggrievedness, and clenched his fists.

"Don't worry, no matter what the Han Country team does, I will definitely win the championship of this competition!"

After speaking, Sun Long went to the stage.

Sure enough, just as the match between Sun Long and Zhang Genxiao was about to start, the central air conditioner above the head suddenly turned and all aimed at Sun Long's position below!
The temperature of the air conditioner dropped, and the icy cold wind "whistled" towards Sun Long!

Sun Long couldn't bear it, so he directly raised his hand, signaled to the referee on the side, and explained the situation.

The referee also felt that there was something wrong with the wind direction of the air conditioner, so he took the microphone by the collar and said a few words to the other end.

On the other side, the organizer quickly gave a reply: everything is normal!
The referee shook his head helplessly at Sun Long, and then motioned for the game to continue.

Sun Long curled his lips and smiled. In fact, he already knew that the result must be like this, but it didn't matter, because this was the result he needed.

Reporting to the referee is useless, so let the audience all over the world know that the organizer of the cold country secretly manipulated the air conditioner!

So, he turned his head, pointed in the direction of the camera, pointed to the air conditioner above his head, and then pointed to his bangs.

I saw Sun Long's bangs fluttering violently.

Obviously, it was the air-conditioning wind blowing on his forehead all the time!

The scene of the game was broadcast in real time around the world!

Sun Long's situation was immediately seen by players around the world.

……

At this time, in a live broadcast room of a certain fish, two commentators frowned and said:

"Our player Sun Long seemed to have encountered a little problem just now. He raised his finger and pointed to the top of the venue. Is there anything on the top of the venue?"

"Hey, the referee seems to have solved it? The game is about to start, no, what does Sun Long's action mean? Liu Hai, on the top of the venue..."

"Damn it, it can't be the air conditioner on site! You see, player Sun Long's bangs are all blown up!"

"Damn it! The organizers of Hanguo won't do this, right? They made small moves on the frame rate in the group stage, and now they're making small moves on the air conditioner in the knockout round?!"

"The air conditioner keeps blowing on Sun Long. How can we play this game?"

The commentators have already restrained themselves, and the barrage is already full of curses!
"Damn it, it's obviously a problem with the air conditioner! Why are these cold country clappers so disgusting? It's fine to tweet about your mentality last night, but today you have to adjust the air conditioner to target Sun Long!"

"It's no wonder that Kong Lu from before suddenly started to tremble. The air conditioner is blowing on his forehead, who doesn't tremble, shit, why doesn't Hanguo clapper die!"

"Damn it! I was playing games in an Internet cafe, my head was blown out by the air conditioner, and I would die three times playing Black Crow Realm, let alone this is still a competition!"

"Brother upstairs, you are a rookie, so don't compare yourself with Sun Long, but you are right, these cold country clappers are nothing, I suggest you just give up the game to protest! Zhuo!"

"One thing to say, the air conditioners in the venue are all unified central air conditioners. Where is the wind coming from? Don't just speculate, okay?"

"Han Xiaozi is here, Zhuo fucking, brothers, go to him!"

Not only the domestic commentators, but also the fans of the players, foreign commentators and players have also found problems.

All of a sudden, commentators and netizens all over the world began to complain.

E-sports, fairness first.

It's intolerable for the organizers of the Cold Country to come up with such a shameless operation.

But the game has already progressed to this point, and naturally there is no possibility of a temporary suspension.

At the scene, following the referee's order.

The competition between Sun Long and Zhang Genxiao has begun!