"What do you think?"
"The piece is quite difficult."
"The performance was alright, but I was too nervous and made several mistakes, which is a pity."
"Hmm, everything else is fine, and the fingering is good too."
What score would you give it?
Not only were the judges discussing it, but several people sitting next to them were also discussing how to score it.
"Ding-dong."
Just then, Xiaoyouzi's WeChat rang.
She glanced at the sender of the letter; it was from her fourth master.
Fourth Master: How does it feel? If it were out of 10, what score would you give it?
Sweet Pomelo: Isn't this your opinion, Master?
Fourth Master: I have no opinion of my own, I'd like to hear Little Pomelo's opinion.
Sweet Pomelo: ...
Sitting in the back, Xiao Youzi felt Ji Zhiqing in front smile.
Although she quickly composed herself, she lowered her head and looked as if she was seriously scoring.
Fourth Master: Little Youyou, speak quickly, your master wants to hear your opinion.
Sweet Pomelo: Okay, I was just talking nonsense.
Sweet Grapefruit: Overall OK, but the middle tempo changes were a bit chaotic and tense. The difficulty was high, but the performance was just average. 7/10.
Fourth Master: Not bad, the score is the same as I expected.
The master and apprentice chatted and scored each other as they went.
Soon, they arrived at the contestant before Wen Tian, ​​contestant number seventeen.
Little Yuzu glanced at her outfit; she looked just like a little princess, wearing a pretty dress and a sparkling crown on her head.
She gave a graceful bow, sat down, and began to play the piano.
Little Yuzu nodded at first, but as she listened, she frowned.
"This contestant number seventeen is pretty good; she plays the piano quite nicely." Just then, the person sitting diagonally in front of Xiaoyouzi's left was praising contestant number seventeen without reservation.
Ji Zhiqing frowned slightly and remained silent.
The judge sitting on the other side echoed, "It was indeed quite good, played very fluently, and the piece was quite difficult."
"This might be the first perfect score," the person to the left was still praising number seventeen.
Ji Zhiqing didn't speak, but just listened quietly to them.
Sitting in the back, Xiao Youzi couldn't help but chime in: "That girl made a lot of mistakes in the middle, and then just kept playing along. Towards the end, the meaning of the whole piece changed. Didn't you guys notice?"
Ji Zhiqing didn't move, but smiled.
Everyone's attention was focused on Little Yuzu.
Little Yuzu showed no fear whatsoever; instead, she straightened her back and said, "Why are you looking at me? I didn't say anything wrong; that's just how it is. You didn't take money from me, did you?"
"How dare you! Whose kid are you to be so bold? Besides, are you a judge or are we the judges? Who gives you the right to point fingers here?"
The person who was emotionally agitated had already started pointing at the little pomelo and cursing...
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