755 Favoritism
"Manager Hao did a great job!" Someone in the audience shouted.
"Sun Changfang, you can give low scores, and you don't allow others to give high scores? Your family opened the competition?"
"This competition is paid by Han Bang, who are you?"
"Go away!"
"Go down!"
"You can open the competition as you like, if it's not your home, you're young!"
Hao Chonghai smiled very happily with a "hehe".
Dai Yiran narrowed his eyes, Han Zhuoli was sitting in the guest area, Hao Chonghai dared to give it so casually?
In Lu Mann's last competition, he gave a high score of 9.8.
This time it was good, and I gave 10 points directly.
Are you not afraid that Han Zhuoli will settle accounts with him after returning?
Just at this time, Hao Chonghai glanced in Han Zhuoli's direction.
Dai Yiran showed a sarcastic smile.
Hao Chonghai finally knows how to be afraid?
It's a pity that Han Zhuoli was sitting in the first row, and Dai Yiran could only see Han Zhuoli's back, but not Han Zhuoli's expression.
In fact, when Hao Chonghai looked over, Han Zhuoli smiled approvingly at Hao Chonghai.
Hao Chonghai's heart has officially fallen into his stomach.
"Next, please ask Mr. Zhang Guangtao to rate it." The host said again.
Zhang Guangtao smiled brightly.
10 points!
Another 10 points!
The audience cheers, the audience applauds.
Sun Changfang sneered "hehe", "Mr. Zhang, you can't take sides just because Lu Mann is a student of your Guodian."
Zhang Guangtao laughed angrily, "I rate students according to their performances. In my opinion, Lu Mann's performance is worthy of my 10 points."
Zhang Guangtao paused, and said in a cold voice: "If you say it according to what you say, then I can also understand that because Lu Man is not a student of your Donghua Drama Academy, you gave Lu Man an unreasonably low score." ?”
"It's obvious that you are partial, and you still want to label me?" Sun Changfang said angrily.
Zhang Guangtao unhurriedly opened a notebook at hand, "Let's not talk about the second round of the competition, because there are still many students who have not competed. Let's talk about the first round of the competition that has all ended."
"Fu Kaiqi from our school, you gave 8.2 points. Xu Ziyi, 8.1 points. Li Zeyu, 8.5 points. Dong Jingxi, 9.3 points. Ni Xue, 8.1 points. Yang Ruilin, 8.2 points. Meng Yihan, 8.1 points. Lu Mann, 7.9 points The highest score is 8.5, and no one has scored more than 8.5." Zhang Guangtao said unhurriedly.
Originally Zhang Guangtao didn't say anything, but no one really paid attention.
Because in the first round, everyone's attention was attracted by Lu Mann's low score of 7.9. In addition, the distance between the other players' games was relatively scattered, and most of the opponents were ordinary, which led to their score of 8. They all look pretty good.
But now that Zhang Guangtao had said this together, he suddenly realized that Sun Changfang had never given high marks to the students of the National Film Academy, but it was especially too much for Lu Mann.
"Then let's talk about the marks you gave to the students of Donghua Academy of Drama." Zhang Guangtao said again.
"Enough!" Sun Changfang's expression changed.
Zhang Guangtao ignored him at all, and continued: "Students from Donghua Academy of Drama scored in the first round, Wu Zilin, 9.3 points. Guo Changfeng, 9.0 points, Zhou Li, 9.1 points, Zou Mingkai—"
"Enough!" Sun Changfang interrupted Zhang Guangtao loudly.
Zhang Guangtao also felt that enough was enough evidence.
Sure enough, the audience was all excited.
"WTF!"
"How dare you say that we don't understand anything and say we are professional?"