Netizens, especially female netizens, don't care how pretty a female singer is.
What they care about is the female singer's singing ability, her character, and whether she considers things from their perspective.
The award presenter was Hu Ge.
On stage, he took the letter handed to him by a staff member and prepared to open it.
Bai Lu asked curiously, "Honey, who do you think will win the Female Singer of the Year award?"
Jiang Chen: "Tan Weiwei."
Bai Lu stared in disbelief, his face filled with astonishment.
This female singer is unfamiliar to me.
She doesn't even remember Tan Weiwei having any hit songs.
She can name several of the hit songs by singers such as Zhang Liangying, Yu Kewei, Wang Xinling, Zhang Shaohan, and Deng Ziqi.
"Why?"
"What makes her so special?"
Jiang Chen answered.
"I've listened to all six of these female singers' songs."
"Tan Weiwei impressed me the most."
"Her singing skills are superb, reaching the level of Mao Amin."
"The voice is very clear, without any background noise."
"While it has its advantages and disadvantages, the flaws do not outweigh its merits."
"Among the six female singers, her singing skills are indeed superior."
She knew nothing about music.
Since Jiang Chen said that Tan Weiwei was better, she would believe Jiang Chen's guess.
Bai Lu: "If it's Tan Weiwei, then she's a dark horse."
Jiang Chen: "You don't think much of her?"
Bai Lu: "Her looks are average, and she doesn't have any outstanding hit songs. I feel that she doesn't have much talent."
Jiang Chen: "You can't judge a book by its cover, haven't you heard that?"
Bai Lu: "But for such an important awards ceremony, shouldn't the Female Singer of the Year at least be presentable?"
Jiang Chen: "Sincerity is the ultimate weapon; everything else is secondary."
Bai Lu: "Alright, I was short-sighted."
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