What are you doing?
Qin Feng suddenly stood up, looking down at the people who were pointing at Xiaoyouzi and cursing her with cold eyes.
With her little hand on Qin Feng's arm, Xiao Youzi looked coldly at these hypocritical people: "Uncle Qin, please sit down."
"Miss Yuzu." Qin Feng looked down at Yuzu, but still sat down.
The judge to Ji Zhiqing's right sneered, "Can't say anything now, huh? Such a little kid, daring to curse like that."
"Are you done?" Little Yuzu's expression was calm, but her eyes were filled with anger: "Aren't you all angry because I exposed you?"
Upon hearing this, the judge on the left pointed at Xiaoyouzi and scolded, "Don't cause trouble here, or I'll have security kick you out."
The girl on stage glanced over here and continued playing.
"Kick me out? You've already taken the money and decided the outcome of the competition, what are you doing... what are you doing..." Little Yuzu was very angry, and she was trying hard to think of the idiom to use.
Wen Shuqin, with a cold face, also helped to think of things from the side.
The scene became somewhat awkward for a moment.
Just as the judge on the right was about to retort with a cold laugh, Ji Zhiqing said lightly, "This is called backroom dealing."
"That's right!" Little Yuzu's eyes lit up as she stared at them and sneered, "You're pulling strings behind the scenes!"
Because Xiaoyouzi's voice was so loud, many people looked over.
The pianist on stage was at a loss, and could only stumble through the performance before getting up, giving a salute, and quickly leaving the stage.
Seeing that things were not going well, the host immediately went on stage and announced that the competition was suspended.
Everyone is paying attention to what's happening here.
The judge on the right angrily retorted, "Nonsense! Don't spout nonsense here!"
"Hmph, you lot are all big bad guys, and you won't even let people talk about it." Little Yuzu snorted.
There were five judges in total, and four of them were bribed. It was obviously arranged in advance to favor the girl who played the piano earlier.
"Don't talk nonsense here, you little kid!" Judge Number One was furious, staring coldly at Xiaoyouzi.
Wen Shuqin, who had also played the piano, chimed in, "She made a mistake in the middle of this piece; the competition was recorded."
"So short of money, huh? You even charge money to be a judge." Ji Zhiqing said coldly upon hearing this.
She is already fifty years old, and not only is her dancing exceptional, but her musical instrument playing and singing are also beyond the reach of many.
Being a professor at a music academy is considered a waste of talent.
She was highly respected, and few dared to offend her.
"Teacher Ji, this is..." The judge on the left was about to retort.
But when he met Ji Zhiqing's calm and composed eyes, he was speechless.
They were as if their fig leaf had been thrown away, utterly humiliated yet too ashamed to say anything.
He couldn't afford to offend Ji Zhiqing.
Qin Feng sneered from the side, "Of course he took the money, otherwise why would he be so guilty?"
"No way, no way, you came to be a judge just to make more money?" Jiang Qian directly launched a sarcastic attack.
Mu Siyu nudged him.
"What?" Jiang Qian looked at Mu Siyu.
Mu Siyu whispered, "They stole my lines."
"Sigh, it's all the same."
The two of them started talking in hushed tones, completely ignoring the person sitting in front of them.
The class monitor then asked Wen Shuqin, "It seems like one of the judges didn't take any money."
“She doesn’t need to take any money,” Wen Shuqin said earnestly.
Class monitor: "You know him?"
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