1633: C1633 Misjudgment and Warning

C1633 Misjudgment and Warning

"Who can withstand this?!"

At this moment, the members of the School of Finance really wanted to cry.

Cao Zihao saw that the archaeological class kept adding points, and his expression became anxious.

He suddenly hid behind Wu Zhen and used a hidden method to wink at the referee, Luo Shaocong.

Although Luo Shaocong did not look at him, he received Cao Zihao's signal from the corner of his eye.

Luo Shaocong nodded slightly.

Seeing that the archaeological class was getting closer and closer to victory, only a point away, an accident happened on the field.

After Ye Hong hit another ball and landed, the archaeology class couldn't help but stand up and cheer.

However, Ye Hong didn't hear Luo Shaocong announce the score.

Instead, he saw Luo Shaocong blow a whistle with an expressionless face. He said indifferently, "The archaeological class is out of bounds. Money management class 1 gets 1 point."

Tao Ran was unhappy on the spot. He said unhappily to Luo Shaocong. "Hey! Are you blind?

Where did this ball go?"

At the same time, the members of the archaeological team were also filled with righteous indignation, and they all voiced their dissatisfaction towards Luo Shaocong.

The students of the School of Finance didn't want to be outdone. They started to argue with the students of the archaeological class.

They had the advantage in numbers, and they quickly suppressed the voices of the archaeological class.

In the midst of the chaos, Luo Shaocong blew a whistle and said coldly: "I am the secretary of the sports department of the Jiang-University Student Union, a professional referee.

Are you questioning my standard of refereeing?"

Tao Ran opened his mouth, not knowing how to retort.

Ye Hong's eyes were cold.

He shot a cold glance at Luo Shaocong, and actually walked out of the arena.

"Hmm? What are you doing, fellow student?"

Luo Shaocong realized that Ye Hong was heading toward the location of the cameramen who had been filming by the side of the field.

"This classmate, may I ask you..."

The reporter from Huangming Sports Channel wanted to say something when he saw Ye Hong approaching. However, he met Ye Hong's cold eyes.

From these eyes, she seemed to see a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood!

She was so scared that she could not speak.

Ye Hong walked to the photographer who was also scared and did not dare to move. He grabbed the camera from his hand.

Ye Hong took the camera and adjusted the recording to a few minutes ago when he hit the key ball.

The screen clearly showed that Ye Hong's ball was not out of bounds.

In other words, this was Luo Shaocong's wrong judgment!

When Ye Hong threw the recording in front of Luo Shaocong, Luo Shaocong's face turned green and white, as if he had opened a dyeing tank.1

He had forgotten that there were a few cameras beside him that recorded all of this!

"If I expose this video, do you think you can continue to be a secretary of the Sports Department?

What will the entire Jiangnan University think of you?"

Ye Hong coldly threw this sentence away and ignored Luo Shaocong.

Luo Shaocong gritted his teeth and said to the crowd, "I was wrong. It should be an archaeological class score.

The archeology class won this time.

The archeology class won two out of the three rounds. The archeology class won against the financial management class one and won the Freshmen Hairy Ball championship!"

Luo Shaocong finished his words in one breath and nervously observed Ye Hong's expression.

Seeing that Ye Hong didn't show any dissatisfaction, he let out a sigh of relief.

The scene was silent again.

Those School of Finance students had just vowed that Luo Shaocong's punishment was not wrong. They did not expect to be slapped in the face so quickly by Luo Shaocong!

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