You really think that there are people behind their sister-in-law, right? You dare to bully her?

Leng Juo frowned slightly, quietly observing everything on the stage.

The players who watched the game backstage were even more eager to eat melons, and said: "Qiao Yi Mo Mingming played so well, but the judges didn't give points. What's the situation?"

"Yes, isn't it against Qiao Yimo?"

"No, I think she is too perfect, the judges don't know how to evaluate it!"

"An Chu, what do you think it is because of?" Fu Zhiying put his help-seeking gaze on Qiao Anchu.

Qiao Anchu pursed his lips, with a bad expression, "I don't know!"

In fact, she just heard a little about Liang Yin from Qiao Yimo's tune.

To put it bluntly, isn't Qiao Yimo also plagiarizing? Why is there a face to talk about her?

It's just that because she knows music, the judges think it's normal to have Liang Yin's shadow in the music, and Qiao Yimo doesn't understand music at all. Of course it's not normal to have Liang Yin's shadow in her music!

It should be this, so the judges would not give Qiao Yimo a score.

Hey, even the judges think that Qiao Yimo is plagiarism, so there is a high probability that he won't be able to escape!

Presumably, in the first round of the preliminary round, it will be brushed down!

Qiao Anchu felt a little gloat when he thought of this!

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And the other side.

Qiao Yimo stood on the stage for two minutes. After failing to get a score, he began to ask, "Dear judges, isn't my original song worthy of scoring?"

The girl stood on the stage with her arms folded, her eyebrows raised, her eyes filled with smiles and evil spirits.

The five judges glanced at each other, and they were silent for a long time before they spoke: "Qiao Yimo, do you know who the song you played today is very similar to?"

Qiao Yimo raised his eyes and laughed, and asked, "Does Ping Ping want to say Liang Yin?"

For Qiao Yimo's answer, several judges were a little surprised, and immediately said: "It is very similar to Liang Yin, so I suspect that this piece is not your original!"

When she first started, she said that this piece was her original. Now if she says it's not her original, then her score will definitely be greatly reduced, and it's hard to say whether she can even advance.

"Teachers of the judges, do you know her..." Hibbert moved his lips, when he was about to tell the judges.

Qiao Yimo suddenly stood up, seeming to be embarrassed: "What's the matter with Qiao Anchu just now?" After speaking, she turned to look at the man with yellow hair and green eyes sitting in the first row, "There are always works that look at each other." The same!"

"Mr. Hibbert, say yes!"

This sentence came from Qiao Anchu's mouth. If it doesn't apply to her, is it a bit of a double standard?

Hibbert was speechless for a while and nodded, "I've said this before, and it also applies to any player. Please rate the judges."

"This..." The judges glanced at each other awkwardly, even Hibbert said so, they were too obsessed with anything, so they lowered their heads to write down their scores on their tablets.

After a while, the host received the judges' scoring situation for a long time. He looked at the results on the tablet, his eyes widened, a little unbelievable, and it seemed to be unexpected.

He took a deep breath and said: "Here, I announce that the last Qiao Yimo player scored 99.8 points."

The words fell, and the scene suddenly exploded.

"What the hell! Qiao Yimo played so well this time, why did he score so much?" JrNovels.com