A song about a southern girl made her ex-girlfriend cry on the judges' bench

"Please invite the first contestant to start the performance."

As soon as the director finished speaking, the contestant who drew number 1 came in front of everyone.

This is not a formal performance. There is no stage, and there is no need to show dance or stage presence. It is a pure singing competition.

Four judges sat in front of all the contestants. There was a tablet on the table. The tablet was connected to a screen above their heads. Just write the corresponding number on it and it will be displayed on the screen.

Next to the scoring screen, there is also a counting screen. The scores of all contestants who have been on stage will be displayed on it and they will be automatically ranked.

However, this screen only shows the top 100 in the end. In other words, if everyone has finished singing and your name has not appeared on it, you will be eliminated.

The first contestant was a little restrained and introduced himself:

"Hello everyone, my name is Wan Xin, I am from the Guangzhou-Shenzhen competition area, and the song I will sing is"Late Spring"》"

"Don't be nervous, please start your performance."

Judge Zong Xiao nodded to him to show encouragement.

Seeing that he was No. 1, the contestants were a little surprised.

"Isn't this a lark? He actually drew number 1? This is really unmatched luck."

"Actually, it's good to draw the number at the front. The judges are not tired of it yet. As long as you sing well, you should be able to get high scores."

"I don't think so. Maybe the judges were strict in the beginning and gradually relaxed their scores later."

The contestants had different ideas. Whether it was what they had guessed, they would know only after Wan Xin finished singing. Wan Xin took a deep breath, calmed himself, picked up the microphone and began to sing.

"Tough grass, it grows with the spring breeze"

"Migrating swallows, return to their hometown"............

One minute later, his performance was over.

At the same time, the scores given by the four judges appeared on the screen.

Zong Xiao scored 7.8, Ding Chongdong scored 7.5, Yu Xinyao scored 8, and Zhou Ningqing scored 7.

According to the program requirements, the judges with the highest and lowest scores had to comment on the contestants' performances.

Yu Xinyao said,"Wan Xin, your voice is very good. If I close my eyes, I can't even tell the gender of the singer. You have a lot of room for improvement. Come on!""

""Thank you, teacher." Wan Xin bowed.

Zhou Ningqing said,"There's nothing wrong with your singing, but I saw your audition, and you sang better then than this time. I don't know if you were nervous and didn't handle some details well."

Wan Xin nodded. He also felt what Zhou Ningqing said, and was not surprised to get this score.

But the other contestants were different. They were very surprised to see Wan Xin only got 7.5 points.

"Holy shit, is that true? He is a seeded player in the Guangzhou-Shenzhen competition area! How could he only get such a low score? The judges are too strict in scoring!"

"I think so too. Wan Xin did make a small mistake, but the merits outweigh the flaws! The scene is not a recording studio. Even he can only get 7.5 points. What should we do? Get 5 points?"

It's not their fault. After all, in their imagination, Wan Xin should get at least 9 points if not full marks. As a result, the combined scores of the four judges were less than 8 points.

Soon, the second contestant came forward with a nervous mentality.

"Hello, four judges. My name is......"

After he finished singing, the one who gave the highest score was still Yu Xinyao

"You have a good voice and good looks, so you should be popular with the opposite sex. Hahaha, I'm optimistic about you!" The person who gave the lowest score was naturally Zhou Ningqing.

""Your throat is a little tight, and you missed a few high notes in the chorus. Keep trying."

The contestant only got 6.4 points in the end.

He returned to his seat with a sad face.

If you want to advance, you can only hope that other people's scores are lower than yours.

As time passed, more and more contestants took the stage, and basically everyone was not satisfied with their scores.

It was too low.

Especially Zhou Ningqing, who always got the lowest score, but he could always explain the reasons.

Either there were small mistakes or other minor problems. Even though the contestants were helpless, they had to admit that Zhou Ningqing was right. The contestants who had finished their performances had droopy faces, and those who had not yet performed were very nervous. They sat straight, as if they could get higher scores this way.

Only a few contestants acted calmly, either like Yuan Xiaohan, who was accustomed to big scenes, or like Lu Yichong, who was absolutely confident in his own abilities.

Lu Qingqing also acted very calmly.

She kept comforting the female contestant sitting on her left.

"Hey, don’t be so scared. The judges are not monsters. Can they eat you?"

"Just sing with all your heart, no matter how well you sing. If you can’t do it, try again in three years! Isn’t that how I got through it?"

"Don't cry, don't cry, be good."

Lu Qingqing simply let the female contestant's head lean on her shoulder.

As a contestant who participated in the last season and almost made it to the finals, she had the demeanor of a king returning. Everything here gave her a strange and familiar feeling, as if the time of laughing and playing with the contestants of the same year was right in front of her.

Including Zhou Ningqing, she thought the little girl was a little shy at the time, and she always deliberately approached her to get close to her and take her to get familiar with other contestants.

After three years, Zhou Ningqing became a judge and a devil judge in the eyes of the contestants.

This made her want to laugh, and she had a sense of relief like a parent seeing her child grow up.

She was not nervous, not because there were acquaintances among the judges, but because she believed in her own strength.

On the contrary, Fan Ying, who was sitting next to her, made her look at him with new eyes.

Others were so nervous that their legs were shaking and their buttocks could not sit on the stool. How could he be so calm? He looked only in his 20s, so why did he act like he was in his 40s?

She didn't know that Fan Ying was actually very panicked. After all, Lu Qingqing only knew the judges, and he had a relationship with the judges.......

Meeting the ex was extremely awkward.

But then Fan Ying thought, why should he feel awkward?

He didn't do anything bad.

It was Zhou Ningqing's mother who asked him to break up, and it was their family who let him down.

If he felt awkward, it would seem like he was in the wrong!

As long as I'm not awkward, others will be awkward. When Fan Ying thought of this, he immediately adjusted his mentality.

"Please welcome contestant No. 41."

It was the turn of the female contestant on Lu Qingqing's left to perform.

She hurried to the stage. Before she stood up, Lu Qingqing patted her on the back. Seeing Lu Qingqing's smile, she calmed down a lot.

After singing a song, she got a score of 7.1.

It doesn't look high, but you have to know that among the 40 contestants in front, the highest scorer Wan Xin only got 7.5, and quite a few people didn't even get 7.

If the scores of the subsequent contestants are still so low, it is a foregone conclusion that she will enter the top 100.

She was also very happy, and when Lu Qingqing came on stage, she also encouraged her in a serious manner.

"Come on, Sister Qingqing!"

Lu Qingqing smiled slightly and walked to the front in a heroic manner.