The two teachers who had already given Wen Qiao and her group low scores suddenly hesitated.

In case these students spread and really stab this matter on the Internet, the unjust things of CCTV will spread, and the school will not be able to save face.

So, the score was changed urgently.

Backstage, Zhao Tong is still fighting with Lu Youyou, and Lu Youyou's mouth can beat ten Zhao Tong.

Zhao Tong's combat effectiveness is weak and belligerent.

"If I win, you folk music club people will have to take a detour when they see me in school in the future." Zhao Tong shouted hysterically.

Lu Youyou: "Okay, if we win, you Zhao Tong will have to take a detour when he sees us!" ”

Just when Zhao Tong was about to lose his bearing, the staff ran to the backstage: "You all come to the stage, the scores are going to be announced." ”

Zhao Tong took the lead and took the lead.

Lu Youyou shouted in the back: "It's not that you are the first, you are really the first, what is the hurry." ”

Zhao Tong looked back at her: "Don't be arrogant, you'll cry for a while." ”

Lu Youyou actually has no bottom in his heart.

Three judges, one of them is Zhao Tong's cousin, and the other two teachers are also teachers of Western music.

Everyone felt that Zhao Tong had won properly.

First of all, Zhao Tong's scores were announced, and the three teachers gave scores of 9.0, 9.0, and 9.2 respectively.

Lu Youyou muttered in a low voice: "Wow, this president is really not suspicious, he played so badly and even gave 9.2 points." ”

"The following is the performance score of the Chinese Music Society."

The three teachers slowly showed their scores, 9.2, 9.2, 9.0.

Zhao Tong was stunned.

Lu Youyou looked at her with a smile: "Will it count?" We won. ”

Zhao Tong gritted his teeth and looked at the two teachers, they actually changed their hexagrams temporarily, which was really unprincipled.

Liang Chen turned his head to look at the other teacher's ratings, and raised his eyebrows slightly, originally thinking that this time Wen Qiao would lose the election, give her a little blow, let her see the reality clearly, and accept his suggestion to enter the student union.

Unexpectedly, the plan changed temporarily.

It's really his cousin, who can't help Adou, the difference between the two groups is too big, and the teacher on the side is afraid that he will also be criticized, so he temporarily changed the score.

"Then, the three groups of students who will perform at the Wenci Art Center at the end of the semester are decided."

Wen Qiao raised his eyebrows slightly, their level is only 0.2 points higher than Zhao Tong?

Prejudice still exists.

There's a long way to go.

Zhuang Yan carried his piano bag on his back and left the activity hall, in the dark corridor, he didn't even notice it, and the corners of his mouth were smiling.

In this way, the concert is worth looking forward to.

The group stepped down, and Lu Youyou said arrogantly: "Classmate Zhao, you will become a king and lose a king, I will limit you to disappear from our eyes within three seconds, and don't let us see you in school in the future." ”

Wen Qiao and the others were all arrogant and looked at Zhao Tong coldly.

Zhao Tong was aggrieved: "You ...... You wait! ”

After saying that, he left in a huff.

Jin Xuan and the others hurriedly followed Miss Zhao's pace and followed together in frustration.

Lu Youyou shouted in the back: "Go home and cry to your father, just say that your classmates are bullying." ”

After speaking, he rolled his eyes, "How old are you, the only killer is to go home and make a small report." ”

Lin Xiang turned the flute in his hand: "Let's make a practice table from the president, we will be diligent in practicing in the future." ”

"No problem, we must make a name for our folk music in the year-end performance."

Xu Lu was injured and couldn't jump.

Zhao Tong was defeated and didn't dare to jump for the time being.

Wen Qiao and the others had a brief period of peace at school.

Calculating the time, Fu Nanli went to Helsinki after going to Munich, and they hadn't seen each other for seven days.

He seems to be coming back tomorrow.

Somehow, Wen Qiao always felt unsteady in his heart.

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