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690. Would you like to be my girlfriend?

Time:17:57.

Location: Lobby on the first floor of the Warsaw Philharmonic Concert Hall.

The noisy hall was full of people.

Media reporters, music fans and the audience were all noisy.

The kind of crowd is naturally indispensable to the players.

Some players are being interviewed by reporters, while others are waiting quietly.

Some players were chatting with each other or praying for each other, as if they were saying goodbye.

Some players didn't come at all.

In five minutes, the second round results will be announced.

Everyone present knew that in ten minutes half of the 40 illuminated player information on the big screen would turn gray.

Time passed faster and faster by the second, and a sense of anxiety gradually enveloped the lobby.

"coming!"

There was a cry of surprise from the crowd.

Everyone looked towards the stairs on the second floor. Branjano, accompanied by a translator, appeared at the top of the stairs with Paconro and two notaries.

The hall went quiet.

‘Click’

‘Click’

The sound of cameras is endless.

Branjano walked expressionlessly toward the microphone stand in front of the crowd.

He supported Mike and began to speak before the reading.

In the quiet hall, his words clearly echoed to every corner.

For some reason, Qin Jian had a bad premonition when he looked at his face. Compared to the first round of announcements, Branjano's tone at the beginning seemed too cold.

There are not many people who have discovered this on the spot.

Although Branjano has always been known to be unsmiling in front of the stage media, for the scene where the results of the competition were announced, his state in front of more than a dozen cameras at this moment felt a bit inappropriate.

Fortunately, the female translator's expression was pretty good.

"The announcement of the second round of qualified players has begun."

Branhano paused, motioned to the translator on the side, and then raised the list in his hand.

This move touched the hearts of everyone present.

moment.

"Contestant No. 01 Natsuki Aso, from Japan."

"Contestant No. 03 Tuukas Bayliss, from the Netherlands."

"Contestant No. 07 Michelle Caroscia, from Canada."

"Contestant No. 09 Ivan Sergey Ivanov, from Russia."

"Contestant No. 12 Rachel Dora, from the United States."

Compared to the first round of announcements, the scene did not fluctuate much after each name was announced in this round.

then.

"Selection No. 13, Si Ran, is from China."

Upon hearing No. 13, Qin Jian let out a calm breath.

Duan Ran on the side didn't look too happy, and she still held Qin Jian's hand tightly.

"Contestant No. 15 Simon Edmundo, from Poland."

At this time, the commotion at the scene became louder, and the Polish reporters did not forget to give a few close-ups of Edmund in the corner.

Edmundo looked calm.

"Contestant No. 20, Mekuar Euis, is from Morocco."

The black guy showed his white teeth again.

"Contestant No. 23 Jacqueline Ficaro, from Brazil."

"Contestant No. 24 Fang Zongyao, from China"

Xiao Loli and Fang Zongyao both advanced, and Huayun Liuxiao only lost one more person.

Zhao Yinuo patted Feng Ziyan gently. Her soft eyes were full of encouragement. Feng Ziyan let out a long sigh and nodded reluctantly.

The two of them continued to look at the big screen.

The numbers on the screen dimmed one after another.

There are fewer and fewer names on display.

Then Russian female player Ksenia No. 29, Singaporean Li Xianlong No. 37, and American Chinese Liang Kecheng No. 38 advanced together.

"Contestant No. 40 Roman Martynov, from Macedonia."

"Contestant No. 42, Ido Mufawak, is from Syria."

Old Assad was stunned for a moment when he heard the sound.

His clenched fists loosened and clenched again, and finally he closed his eyes affectionately and solemnly, "Thank God"

He has really suffered enough in the past two days.

Ido's promotion made him more confident in the next round. After the last round, he went back and warned Ido that if he could go on stage again, he would never finish his performance again.

Now Ido can take the stage again.

"Contestant No. 46 Ronald Nurgardi, from Ireland."

As the name of contestant No. 46 was announced, the atmosphere at the scene became increasingly tense.

The crowd finally became restless and commotion.

At this point, only the last four of the twenty promotion places are left, and there are still 23 players waiting for them.

At the bottom of the steps, most of the contestants had given up. They knew who else was behind them.

And some players are still staring at Branjano.

“Contestant No. 52, Piotr Lessard Pollack, is from Sweden.

"oh!!"

The Swedish young man shouted excitedly, unable to control his emotions.

But in this atmosphere no one would pay attention to him.

There are three promotion places left.

"Contestant No. 57, Qin Jian of China, is from China."

Tang Feng's camera was shown to Qin Jian at this moment. He had a hunch that he would hear No. 57, and he was already prepared.

Qin Jian didn't notice this at all. He looked at the stairs to the second floor with a calm expression.

Only the unknown index finger of his right hand was moving, which made Duan Ran's palm itch.

Little Fatty Duan was smiling brightly in the camera lens not far away.

...

There are two promotion places left.

Everyone's attention was involuntarily focused on the two players.

No. 66 Adams and No. 70 Fred.

Both of them are the favorites at this stage of the competition.

Someone had even determined a few seconds ago that the last three promotion places were ‘Qin Jian’, ‘Adams’ and ‘Fred’.

Qin Jian has been announced.

Adams was still hugging her assistant and smiling calmly.

Fred on the other side just shrugged his shoulders in the face of the looks from around him, as if to tell others that he was relaxed.

"Contestant No. 66 Adams Joda, from Austria."

The script matches most people's guesses.

The hall was in disarray. People already knew the final outcome. They just had to wait for Branjano to read out player No. 70.

"Contestant No. 69 Margarita Yelmayeva, from Poland."

Branjano read out the number 69 clearly, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense!

No one thought that the name No. 69 would appear at this moment. Qin Jian instantly thought of the female player in the game the day before yesterday.

Fred's expression changed dramatically here!

However, at this moment, the panicked scene did not interrupt Branjano.

"Contestant No. 70 Fred Zmelman, from Germany."

A moment.

"21 qualified contestants!"

The person who shouted this was an old Warsaw citizen. His tone was excited. He remembered that the last time this happened was at the twelfth competition 25 years ago.

He found it extremely exciting.

Fred was in heaven and earth in an instant, and his back was soaked.

All the excited, questioning, puzzled, and answer-seeking eyes at the scene were focused on Branjano's face.

Branjano glanced at everyone, and he really wanted to give an explanation to all the players and the media.

"After voting and research by the judging panel, the sixth judging rule of the judging panel will be activated for this round, and the number of promotion places will be increased to 21."

The voice fell.

The whole hall exploded.


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