Qiao Anchu's face became paler and paler!

The four characters "unbelievable" occupied her entire face.

Qiao Anchu's brain rumbling, felt that he was going to die!

why!!!

Why is Qiao Yimo's piano so good!

Why doesn't she know!

Why did Qiao Yimo hide her from her!

Today is obviously her home court, what is it for Qiao Yimo to come here and get a kick!

What the hell is this!

Qiao Anchu's heart was filled with pain and anger!

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In the first row of the audience area, the man looked at everything in front of him.

There was a flash of joy in his deep eyes, and then he tried to suppress it.

Momo really knows the piano!

Momo is really good!

He thought her level was everything at Qiao Anchu's banquet, and he didn't expect it to be so good!

He really didn't think about it...

The man took out the cigarette case, happily and irritably, placed a cigarette in his mouth. He was full of movements and said in a cold tone, "Momo, what's the secret of you!"

But at this moment, the eyes of Jun Mo on the side suddenly appeared, and his mouth was so big that he could put a goose egg in it.

Damn it!

He has known his sister-in-law for so long and never knew her piano could be so good!

Playing better than at Qiao Anchu’s banquet!

This shows that her strength is far more than that!

Su Zhe pursed his lips, turned his head, and said with a smile: "Young Master Mo, how?"

It took a long time for Mo Jun to react. He nodded, with an embarrassed expression on his face, a little dumbfounded: "Also...not bad!"

"Not bad?" Su Zhe hooked his lips, "Could it be that Master Mo has seen something better than her?"

Jun Mo nodded stiffly, and said with certainty: "Yeah!"

"My Goddess Liang Yin!"

Su Zhe rolled his eyes silently, and his soft eyes fell on the girl on stage again.

At this moment, the girl on the stage lifted her eyes and slowly got up, her eyes full of evil and publicity, "I'm done playing, thank you."

After the words were over, the opera house fell into death-like silence again.

This tone and gesture is too arrogant!

It's like this name belongs to her.

With the corner of Qiao Yimo's mouth hooked, Qiao walked slowly to the middle of the stage and waited for the judges' score.

The five judges held their breaths, their eyes facing each other, and their faces were full of incredible and shocking expressions.

Just five minutes of playing time, let them see what is called a real master and master.

"Fuck, was this Qiao Yimo bombed?"

"I won't have auditory hallucinations just now!"

"How is this possible? Isn't Qiao Yimo a writer? How can he still play the piano!"

"That's right, and how can her tune style be so similar to Liang Yin!!!"

"Liang Yin? Could it be that Qiao Yimo is Liang Yin's apprentice?"

"Impossible, Liang Yin only has Ruoxi as an apprentice, so how could he have an apprentice out of thin air."

"No, is it Qiao Yimo..."

At this moment, the judges can only think of the word "plagiarism".

Plagiarism is a taboo no matter where it is or what industry it is, not to mention the global live broadcast of competitions. They, as judges, cannot tolerate such behavior.

When the host saw that several judges still had no intention of scoring, he quickly reminded: "Judges, please do scoring."

When the words fell, the five judges remained unmoved.

The scene was once in an extremely embarrassing situation.

Mo Jun blinked, "What's the situation? Are these judges specifically targeting sister-in-law?" JrNovels.com