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Yu Zheng was backstage, looking at the audience below from the side and back.

There is a row of tables in the front position, and in the middle sits an old man who looks very kind, judging from the name plate in front of him, this should be Song Wanqing's grandfather, Song is old.

Yu Yao is the eleventh appearance, and she is still preparing. The backstage is actually relatively simple, from Yu Zheng's position, you can see the passage where the number is waiting for entry, and every time a contestant finishes singing, several judges in the audience will give their scores immediately.

However, according to Yu Zheng's observation, although there are more than a dozen judges, they are basically the middle two, these two give high scores, and the others also give high scores, and these two give average scores, and others will also give very general scores, one of them Yu Zheng knows, it should be Song Lao, who is the rest of them?

Yu Zheng thought for a while.

I suddenly remembered that when I was talking to Yu Yao's music teacher outside the auditorium before, I heard her say that it seemed that an old leader of the provincial TV station was also there.

At that time, Yu Zheng was still thinking about how the leaders of the provincial TV station could be the judges in the singing competition held in one of their counties to celebrate Children's Day.

"The level is average......"

After listening to the singing of the three people in front of him, Yu Zheng yawned a little boredly.

The singing level of these people is not very good, and it is similar to what he expected, among these three people, one of them sang "Little Grass".

"Aren't you going to prepare?"

At this time, a female voice came into his ears, Yu Zheng was a little familiar with the voice, he turned his head and looked, it was Yu Yao's music teacher.

This music teacher is quite young, about twenty years old, probably directly assigned to teach music in primary school after graduating from secondary school, Yu Zheng thought about it, anyway, he has nothing to do now, and it's not bad to chat.

He smiled and said, "My hand is not too convenient, and the person who will accompany Yaoyao is someone else." ”

"Don't you need this guitar anymore?"

The female music teacher asked a little strangely, she saw that the expensive Yamaha guitar was placed next to Yu Zheng, and she remembered that Yu Zheng said that she would use this guitar for accompaniment.

Yu Zheng shook his head.

"My friend doesn't know how to play the guitar, she'll play the organ later."

While the two were talking, two more ended the show.

"These people don't sing very well."

Yu Zheng said this casually, and the female teacher also nodded, she remembered that Yu Zheng had to change the competition song for Yu Yao before, so she said a little angrily: "Yu Yao's level is much higher than these people, the song "Little Grass" I chose for her is very suitable for her voice, as long as she can sing it without making mistakes, at least it is also the top three, I didn't expect you to ......"

Although the female teacher's words were not finished, Yu Zheng could hear her dissatisfaction with the sudden change of the song she wrote in her tone.

The emotion in her tone that she had ruined her good deeds was overflowing.

Of course, this also has a lot to do with the fact that she feels that she can't write good songs. No one with a normal IQ or logic would think that a sixteen-year-old child would be able to write a good song.

"Huh."

Yu Zheng smiled.

"If Yaoyao wins the top three, what reward will your school give you?"

"There are twenty ......"

was asked so casually by Yu Zheng, the female music teacher said it casually, but as soon as she was halfway through the words, she suddenly reached out and covered her mouth, and then she explained with a somewhat ugly face: "It's not because of the twenty yuan, but I think that as long as Yaoyao plays normally, she will definitely be able to win the top three......"

"I know."

Yu Zheng nodded, and said indifferently: "I listened to the level of the first few people just now, and I know what the level of these people is, but I think the song "Little Grass" is too famous, there are too many people who sing it, and the recognition will not be high, you can also see that only six or seven people have come on stage, and there are already three people on stage who sing this song." ”

As he spoke, Yu Zheng glanced at the female teacher seriously.

"And I plan to let Yaoyao take the first place, the top three is not my goal, do you think my sister really has no opponent this time?"

Listen to Yu Zheng say this.

The female music teacher was also a little speechless, she was silent for a while before she said: "There are still opponents, but who dares to guarantee such a thing as taking the first place?" It's good that I can guarantee a top-three. ”

After speaking, she also glared at Yu Zheng a little unceremoniously and added.

"But now I don't want to."

"How do you know if you don't look at it?" Yu Zheng just said with a smile, and didn't say too much to justify, he felt that facts speak louder than words, let what you say, the final result is not good, the previous words will become your black history, and even if you don't say a word, the result is that you are right, then you are silent is golden.

Before, Yu Zheng felt that although using "Singing and Smiling" to participate in the competition was beating elementary school students, in fact, in his heart, the chance of winning was only ninety percent, and what he was worried about was that if there was a predetermined champion, even if he could play flowers, I am afraid it would be a bad thing.

But after knowing that today's chief judge is Song Lao, Yu Zheng can be regarded as completely relieved.

After all, Song Lao's relationship is not something that can be done by just anyone, and he doesn't bother to do this kind of thing, plus today it is Song Wanqing who takes the initiative to accompany his sister.

Then you will really become a relational household.

In essence, at the beginning, the song he copied made his sister not on the same level as others, so to speak, this is not a fair competition, and now with the addition of Song Wanqing's factors, this unfairness has risen to a higher level.

Yu Zheng knew that as long as Song Wanqing played the organ on stage, no matter how her sister sang, winning the first place was a sure thing.

Whether it is Song Lao, or Song Lao's friend from the provincial TV station.

probably won't refute Song Wanqing's face, especially Song Lao, seeing that his granddaughter took the initiative to play the piano for others, if the score is not high, wouldn't it be too embarrassing for his granddaughter?

What's more, Song Wanqing's thin skin knows herself, so Song Lao, who watched her grow up, doesn't know.

If the core figures in these two judges give high scores, then the other people who are stinky and sycophants will naturally give high scores.

Of course, this is very unfair to others, and the result is already predestined before the game starts, but herein lies the problem, in the 4.6 billion years since the birth of this planet.

Is it fair to have even a second?

Is it useful for lions to hunt deer, humans to hunt beasts, these creatures that are hunted, and they complain about unfairness?

Didn't you?

Isn't that the end of it?

The world has never been fair, and it has never been.