Chapter 233: I Haven't Performed Yet
Xu Qingran couldn't help but pout, "Is this the point?" Shouldn't the point be that she wants to be a citizen of M? ”
"What she wants to be is none of my business."
Fu Miaohan's expression was uncertain, and the corners of her lips raised, "She is her, I am me, don't always pull me and her together, otherwise, I will think you are jealous." ”
He stepped forward to her, and the breath of speech hit her in the face, and the smell of fragrance came from his mouth, and there was an ambiguous breath flowing between the two.
Xu Qingran abruptly interrupted this atmosphere, "You still have to think about how to know your brother's whereabouts from her." ”
She didn't forget that the reason why Fu Miaohan released Zhang Xinran was because of this.
When Fu Miaohan heard this, his face changed, and he turned his head to look at Zhang Xinran on the stage, his eyes were dark and uncertain.
As if noticing that there was a dazzling gaze from the audience looking at her, Zhang Xinran raised his eyes and glanced at the audience when he wrote the lyrics.
Because there are too many people, I can't really see who is watching her.
Or rather, I don't know where that glaring gaze came from among the people who looked at her.
She looked up at Yiyi on the other side again, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly.
Yiyi is here, Xu Qingran must be watching from the audience.
She showed her how she had beaten her precious daughter.
Thinking of this, she was even more confident.
Keep your head down and continue writing her lyrics.
It didn't take long for her tune to be written.
She looked up, and Yiyi was still there meditating.
The corners of her mouth curled slightly, and an hour passed quickly.
Fifty-seven minutes later, Yiyi didn't even put pen to paper.
Zhang Xinran had a face of victory.
Everyone in the audience couldn't sit still.
Yiyi can't think of this?
Why don't you still use your pen?
Even if you can't think of it, you'll write some scribbles, right?
Among those present, except for the smug smiles of Zhang Xinran and the people of country M, only Xu Qingran was not in a hurry.
She looked leisurely at the stage, her hands clasped around her chest, like a victor.
Fu Miaohan looked at her appearance and couldn't help asking, "Why aren't you in a hurry at all?" The time is almost up, and Yiyi hasn't started writing yet. ”
Xu Qingran looked at him like a fool.
"How many words will you write when you're five years old?"
This question made Fu Miaohan stunned, yes, when he was five years old, he only knew a lot of words, and if he wanted to write it, it was still a little worse.
So, Yiyi hasn't written for a long time because he can't write?
She's already made it in her heart, but she just can't write?
This conjecture, combined with Xu Qingran and Yiyi's indifference, he is not in a hurry.
But the people in the audience didn't know, and they all sweated for Yiyi.
Yiyi's performance is not what a five-year-old child should be, which makes everyone forget that she is just a five-year-old child.
In the last two minutes, Yiyi still didn't start writing.
At the last minute, Yiyi still didn't start writing.
Finally, when the time came, the host Wang Lei walked up.
"When the time comes, let's take a look at the performance of the two players."
Obviously, it was obvious at a glance that Yiyi didn't write, so he didn't say Yiyi, but came directly to Zhang Xinran.
"Let's take a look at Miss Zhang Xinran's creation first."
As he spoke, two assistants behind him picked up Zhang Xinran's work and displayed it in front of everyone.
The words she wrote are not bad, quite beautiful.
The assistant took her work and walked around in front of the audience, so that everyone could see her work clearly.
Then put her work in front of the judges, who began to evaluate and give scores.
The judges stepped forward one by one to look at this work, and they felt very decent.
But it's not easy to create it in an hour.
On the other hand, Yiyi didn't move a word.
Children are children after all, although they know a lot of songs, but it is still too difficult for her to create her own things.
This game, obviously.
Just as they were about to announce the results, Yiyi stepped forward.
First of all, I gave a salute to the judges.
"Uncles and uncles, whether this work is good or not, you must sing it first, let everyone listen to it, and then make a judgment."
The judges agreed with Yiyi's words.
After all, there were rumors of Zhang Xinran's plagiarism before, so it would be better to let her sing it herself.
"Yiyi child said it well, Miss Zhang Xinran, you can sing it for everyone."
Hearing this, Zhang Xinran stood up, gave a salute to the judges first, and then came to the front of the stage.
"Hello friends, I know that there are some bad rumors about me out there, but I believe that rumors stop at the wise, and everyone is not a person who listens to and believes."
When she said this, she wanted to change everyone's opinion of her, but she didn't know that when she came out and participated in the competition for the people of country M, her impression was deeply ingrained in everyone's hearts and could not be changed.
A person who doesn't even love his own country, helps people from other countries, and comes to deal with people in his own country, who will love such a person?
Next, she performed a piece of music she had written.
After the performance, she bowed deeply, wanting to wait for everyone's applause.
But the audience was quiet, and there was no sound at all.
She got up and looked at the audience, and everyone looked at her well, without any reaction at all.
She was secretly refreshed, and everyone must have been fascinated by the music she composed.
She bowed again, "I'm done performing, thank you." ”
There was still no response.
Wang Lei, as the host, of course he has to adjust the atmosphere.
Reluctantly, he stepped forward.
"Okay, Miss Zhang Xinran's performance is over, and now the judges will score it."
Zhang Xinran looked at the audience and was very angry, it seemed that everyone was not shocked by her performance, but they didn't disdain her performance at all.
Very good, this revenge, she will take revenge sooner or later.
She immediately adjusted her facial expression, turned her head, and stood respectfully in front of the judges, waiting for their praise.
The judges gave their own scores.
"Alright, that's it for today's game."
One of the judges announced.
Everyone in the audience was dejected, they still lost in the end, and the most infuriating thing was that they lost in the hands of the Chinese themselves.
They were about to leave, and Yiyi stopped them.
"Wait."
The departing judges also stopped.
For this doll named Yiyi, they still feel very good.
So for her words, it was also a very gentle response.
"Kid, is there anything else?"
Yiyi looked at everyone, not flustered at all, and her tone was puzzled.
"Uncles and aunts, brothers and sisters, I haven't performed yet, why are you leaving?"