Ye Weiwei emphasized the word "difficult" in particular. What she was referring to could be heard by several judges present.
After hearing this, Hawthorn Hong was not so disgusted with Ye Weiwei.
She is smarter than Ye Chuchu and knows how to express herself without embarrassing everyone.
No wonder Ye Chuchu always finds ways to bully this sister.
Hawthorn Hong felt that the truth had been revealed to her, and at the same time she thought of Ye Chuchu's expression when she talked about her sister. She suddenly wondered if Ye Chuchu, who would be a special guest later, saw that Ye Weiwei was doing well.
There won't be a smile on that fake face anymore.
Hawthorn red curled her lips and pressed the pass button first. In the doubtful eyes of other judges, she curled her lips and smiled, explaining: "Positive energy, I think she does have positive energy. Our beauty pageant not only
She is a girl who needs to be beautiful and bring energy. I believe she will give us more surprises."
After she finished speaking, Ye Weiwei bowed ninety degrees, and then politely said: "Thank you very much."
Ye Weiwei, who was still thinking about how to prepare the meatball soup, was a little confused by Hawthorn Hong's operation. She reacted for a while and finally came to her senses.
Does Hawthorn Hong want to use Ye Weiwei to slap Ye Chuchu in the face?
If so, that's interesting!
Ball Soup thought about it and decided to give Ye Weiwei a pass after her last talent show.
"Ye Weiwei, do you have any talents? I think you have been in prison for five years. It shouldn't be convenient for you to study during these five years, right?" Meatball Soup looked at Ye Weiwei, his tone was calm, and he didn't mean to make things difficult.
"I have talent, whether it's singing or dancing, I can do whatever the judges want to see." Just as she finished speaking, Ye Weiwei raised her head.
The moment she raised her head, the scene was quiet for at least five seconds.
Everyone was attracted by her confident expression.
It is said that her face is exactly the same as Ye Chuchu's, but at this moment, if you observe carefully, you can really tell the difference between superior and inferior.
Especially the hawthorn red and meatball soups that Ye Chuchu had a lot of contact with, they thought Ye Weiwei was so beautiful.
That confident light made her facial features even more dazzling.
Her little face is unpainted, her lips are red and her teeth are white, and her eyes are like the starry sky and the sea. Her long hair reaches down to her waist. On her perfect collarbone, a decorative ruby necklace makes her look as noble as a queen.
Some people, just one look, last thousands of years.
Judge Yu Chuang felt like this. He no longer wanted to watch Ye Weiwei's talent show, so he directly pressed the promotion light, "I have met eight hundred beauties, if not a thousand. You are the most special one. I miss Princess Sheng Guo's competition.
It is perfect without you."
Ye Weiwei continued to bow and thank her.
Now she has two passed.
According to the requirements of the audition, each contestant can advance if he has five passes.
Although Ye Weiwei knew that she would definitely advance, on the surface, she still had to get three more passes.
Yu Chuang pressed down the button to pass the meatball soup, and could only continue to wait for Ye Weiwei's performance.
The judges looked at each other in confusion. Some of them lowered their heads and began to discuss whether Ye Weiwei should sing or dance. Some of them continued to stare at Ye Weiwei's perfect face, laughing in a daze.
"Can you play the piano?" Hathaway suddenly asked.
She sat there, as graceful as a princess, but her words were a little cold.
Ye Weiwei clearly heard the jealousy.
She thinks that Hathaway's jealousy has something to do with Jamel Xiao.
"I want to hear a beauty like you play the piano." Hathaway added.