The host stands in the middle.
"Is he Lin Shiyi?" Bian Miaomiao stared at the boy in his early twenties with a look of disbelief.
As soon as the two met, there was a tense atmosphere.
"Lin Shiyi looks like he's about 21 or 22, right?"
"I have always been his fan, and his age has never been made public online. I always thought Xiao Linzi would be a middle-aged man in his 30s or even 40s..."
"Lin Shiyi is a bit handsome, I love her first as a sign of respect."
There was no such scene when Bian Miaomiao came on stage, but when Lin Shiyi came on stage, the audience was in an uproar.
It’s not because Bian Miaomiao is weaker than Lin Shiyi.
This is because Lin Shiyi, at the age of just over 20, has been promoted to silver medal and is even on the path to becoming a gold medalist.
This is genius, right?
The host quickly spoke up to control the situation: "Haha, our teacher Lin has also felt the enthusiasm of the audience. Geniuses emerge young, and this is what we are talking about, people like Teacher Lin."
In fact, it was also the first time that the host met Lin Shiyi.
I didn't expect he was so young.
After that, the host changed the subject and looked at Bian Miaomiao: "Teacher Bian, you can answer the question just now."
Lin Shiyi did not pay attention to the question just now, and took a wait-and-see attitude towards the host's words.
Bian Miaomiao cleared her throat. It was not easy for her to regain the face she had lost in front of Lin Shiyi.
With your hand slightly raised, try to get closer to the microphone so that your voice can be clearly transmitted:
"My thoughts on winning the championship for the third time in a row are the same as before. In front of the Gods List, I will praise Zhang Shishi as the queen of singing."
Bian Miaomiao paused, looked at Lin Shiyi, and sneered, "It's just that the difficulty is a little higher in November. But, as a gold medal composer, if there is no difficulty challenge, when you become a god in the future, there will inevitably be people who will come out to question it."
Lin Shiyi felt puzzled. This woman just answered the questions. Why was she looking at him?
Do you think I'll snipe you next month?
impossible!
Hehe, you guessed it right!
Lin Shiyi thought about it in his heart, but remained silent on the surface.
"Conferred the Gods..."
The eight reviewers gasped in shock. What a big mouth this is.
The August champion was sniped, but he still wanted to become a god.
Indeed, becoming a music god is not easy. It requires not only talent and resources, but also a perseverance far beyond ordinary people.
Just when Bian Miaomiao thought she had intimidated this group of reviewers.
The female commentator sitting in the first seat stood up and asked the most pointed question: "Teacher Bian, do you think Lin Shiyi... Teacher Lin will continue to snipe you next month?"
"Or in other words, if Teacher Lin sniped you next month, would Teacher Bian be confident of winning the championship?"
"I'm not like August, who was mocked by Teacher Lin."
After listening to this, Lin Shiyi pricked up his ears and was quite surprised by the woman's answer.
"Coincidence will never happen a second time." Bian Miaomiao ignored the commentator and looked at Lin Shiyi, blurting out arrogantly:
"He, Lin Shiyi, doesn't have the strength to snipe me a second time. Unless he performs exceptionally well a second time, I might not throw him too far away."
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