Chapter 307 Are You Doing It on Purpose?

When Zhang Mingwu hurried to the Grand Theater, he was just in time for Liu Wendi to enter the stage.

I haven't watched the previous show, so there is no comparison, but as far as the overall performance of my daughter's dance is concerned, apart from being a little nervous, I can't find any major faults.

Zhang Mingwu looked at the judging panel with a confident smile.

She expected that even if it was not unanimously passed, there would not be much difference.

But soon, Zhang Mingwu's smile froze on his face.

Judges' comments.

The first judge scored a score of 9, "very full of emotion."

Julia gave 8 points, "Keep up the good work."

When it was Ye Wan's time, Liu Wendi felt his heart stopped beating.

Ye Wan asked her, "How much do you think you can score in this dance?"

In the auditorium, discussions arose everywhere.

"6 points, no more!"

"I also don't think her score is high. But then, how did she get into Phantom? With her dancing level, it's far worse than the previous ones!"

"Shh, don't say a few words. I heard that it was airborne from the investor..."

"Oh……"

A protracted "oh",

The boys and girls looked at each other, and they all understood.

In the darkness, Zhang Mingwu's complexion was not very good-looking.

Looking up again, Liu Wendi stammered, "8...8 points?"

After all, even Ye Wan's Priest Julia from the Ballet Theater in Paris, France, gave her an 8 just now, didn't she?

Ye Wan smiled, noncommittal.

Then, she looked around at the judges sitting on both sides of her, "I won't rate for personal reasons."

? ? ?

Julia looked regretful.

It was superfluous for her.

She had recognized her since Liu Wendi came on stage just now.

Just now at the stairway of the VIP lounge, she and Ye had an argument.

According to the level of Liu Wendi's dance just now, at most 7 points are given, and one point is for the sake of her being the investor's eldest lady.

But thinking that the score is too low is not good-looking, the eldest lady turned around and dragged ye into the water, as if she and ye were deliberately targeting her.

She just gave 8 points.

Looking at the 8-point number plate she just raised, Julia glared at Ye Wan angrily: It's all your fault!

Ye Wan: "..."

Ye Wan didn't give marks, the other judges still had to.

After 6.5 points and 7.5 points, Dean Cheng held up the number plate with 6 points, "Liu Wendi, you are in the background, you may not have seen the dances in front. I suggest you go back and take a look. After watching it, you will have Answer."

Look at the level of the previous dances that scored 7 and 8.

And how far is the gap between you and them?

Liu Wendi understood the subtext in Dean Cheng's words.

A face flushed red.

Isn't she the lowest score in the game so far?

I just felt that everyone in the audience was watching her jokes, Liu Wendi froze on the stage, her fingertips trembling uncontrollably.

In the uproar, Miao Siyun leisurely raised a sign, "9 points."

Liu Wendi looked over with grateful eyes.

Zhang Mingwu also heaved a sigh of relief.

In any case, Liu Wendi couldn't be the bottom one in this "Phantom" dance competition.

Ye Wan hadn't breathed a sigh of relief before Ye Wan spoke.

"Vice President Miao..."

Ye Wan flipped through the notebook in his hand, "If I remember correctly, you gave 8 points to the solo dance of contestant No. 16 just now. May I ask, what is your scoring standard?"

Behind the stage, the eyes of all the judges and audience fell on her.

Miao Siyun froze, her gaze stabbed at Ye Wan like a knife: Did you do it on purpose?

Ye Wan smiled: Please start your performance!

The big screen suddenly lit up.

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