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132. Chapter 132 Isn't it

"I was very moved. To be exact, there are very few songs that can move me so much that I feel like crying!"

Yanan's eyes fell on Luo Xiaoqian, "Before I saw her, I had heard a lot about this girl, and I can honestly say that I don't think much of her.

However, in her song "White Moonlight" today, I can tell that she put a lot of effort into re-singing it. It not only retains the sadness that hits people's hearts in this song, but also gives this song the charm of the previous songs.

I don’t have the courage and determination to start over again. I like this kind of "White Moonlight". As everyone knows, the moon itself does not emit light, but when we see the moonlight, we still feel bright and warm.

I was originally going to give her nine points, but now I also decided to give her ten points.

As Adams said, she is a dedicated singer, and only a person who really cares about music can do this!

Luo Xiaoqian, come on!"

"Thank you!" Luo Xiaoqian still bent down to salute and thank her.

"For the first time, three perfect scores appeared in the audience!" Han Jun glanced at the big screen, "Now, Luo Xiaoqian's total score is 230 points, only 4 points away from the current champion Shen Ziyi. Now, the final decision lies with

In your hands, our Lord Lengdi, do you have anything to say?"

Leng Zimo picked up the pen from the table, quickly wrote a number on the question board, and then he raised the question board.

On the question board, a big "4" is particularly eye-catching.

Everyone was surprised, both on and off the stage.

"Why!"

This time, it was not Han Jun or Ouyang Qing who spoke, but Luo Xiaoqian.

Why, why did he give her 4 points.

Yes, she missed playing a few pieces of music, but she also had her reasons. Did he think she wanted to? Did he know how much pain she felt?

Luo Xiaoqian looked at Leng Zimo at the instructor's table, her heart filled with unspeakable grievances.

She didn't cry when her hand was pricked by something, but now, her eyes are blurry.

Leng Zimo, bastard Leng Zimo, he did it on purpose, he wanted her to lose on purpose!

Because he never wanted to give her freedom.

Talking about giving him a fair competition, talking about helping her change her songs...it's all fake, fake!

What is the difference between him and Lu Hao? They are both bastards!

Seeing the flashing color in her eyes, Leng Zimo also frowned.

Cry again!

She thought that this would make him pity her, but he had said that he would not give her the green light during the competition.

She wanted to know why, and well, he told her.

"During the chorus, you were half a beat late and played sixteen notes less. All the syllables in the second half of the song were not strong enough. Even if there was a string band to help you cover it up, you still couldn't cover it up!" Leng Zimo

His eyes passed over her fingers, "Besides, in my competition, the emotion card will never work. What I want is the best singer, not an actor!"

"Do you think I injured my hand by myself?" Luo Xiaoqian asked through gritted teeth.

"Isn't it?!" Leng Zimo asked back.

With such a deep wound, if not treated in time, she might never be able to play the piano again, but she was still thinking about getting grades.

If she didn't do it intentionally and wanted to impress the audience and instructors, what happened?!





The snail crawled over again. Although I am very slow, I am a diligent snail boy.


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