755 favoritism

"Well done Manager Hao!" Someone in the audience shouted.

"Sun Changfang, can you give a low score, and you are not allowed to give a high score to others? The contest is open at your house? ”

"This competition is the money given by Han Bang, how old are you?"

"Get down!"

"Let's go down!"

"You can open the competition at your discretion, not your family, you are less!"

Hao Chonghai smiled very happily.

Dai still squinted his eyes, Han Zhuoli was sitting in the guest area, Hao Chonghai still dared to give it so casually?

In the last game of Lu Man, he gave a high score of 9.8.

This time it was good, and I gave 10 points directly.

Aren't you afraid that after you go back, Han Zhuoli will settle accounts with him?

At this time, Hao Chonghai glanced in the direction of Han Zhuoli.

Dai still had a sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth.

Hao Chonghai finally knew that he was afraid?

It's a pity that Han Zhuoli is sitting in the first row, and Dai can still only see Han Zhuoli's back, not Han Zhuoli's expression.

In fact, when Hao Chonghai looked over, Han Zhuoli smiled at Hao Chonghai approvingly.

Hao Chonghai's heart officially fell into his stomach.

"Next, please ask Mr. Zhang Guangtao to score." The moderator added.

Zhang Guangtao smiled brightly.

10 points!

Another 10 points!

The audience cheered and the audience applauded.

Sun Changfang sneered, "Teacher Zhang, you can't be partial just because Lu Man is a student of your Guodian." ”

Zhang Guangtao really laughed angrily, "I score students according to their performances." In my opinion, Lu Man's performance is worth 10 points in my hand. ”

Zhang Guangtao paused and said coldly: "If you say it, then can I 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 obviously your favoritism, and you still want to button my hat?" Sun Changfang said angrily.

Zhang Guangtao unhurriedly opened a notebook in his hand, "Let's not talk about the second round of the competition for the time being, because there are still many students who have not compared." Let's start with the first round of the tournament, which 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 Man, 7.9 points. The highest is 8.5, and no one has exceeded 8.5 points. Zhang Guangtao said unhurriedly.

Originally, Zhang Guangtao didn't say it, but no one really paid attention.

Because in the first round, everyone's attention was attracted by Lu Man's low score of 7.9, coupled with the fact that other people's games were relatively scattered, and most of the opponents behaved ordinarily, resulting in their scores in the eight points were quite good.

But now after Zhang Guangtao said it like this, he suddenly realized that Sun Changfang had never given high marks to the students of the National Film Academy, but he was especially excessive to Lu Man.

"Then let's talk about the score you gave to the students of Donghua Drama Academy." Zhang Guangtao said again.

"Enough!" Sun Changfang's face changed.

Zhang Guangtao didn't pay attention to him at all, and continued: "The score of the first round of the competition of the students of Donghua Drama Academy, Wu Zilin, 9.3 points. Guo Changfeng, 9.0 points, Zhou Li, 9.1 points, Zou Mingkaiβ€”β€”"

"Enough!" Sun Changfang interrupted Zhang Guangtao loudly.

Zhang Guangtao also felt that it was enough, and the evidence was enough.

Sure enough, the audience was boiling.

"What the hell!"

"Are you embarrassed to say that we don't understand anything, saying that we are professional?"