But they probably didn't know how to count. They never said they were quitting the game for so long. They just stood there quietly, as if waiting for Zhou Qiuyue's moves.

Pretending to be innocent, pretending to be a noob, waiting for others to speak and then forging one's identity as a victim in order to gain sympathy is extremely childish behavior.

Zhou Qiuyue could see it clearly, but she could pretend she didn't see it.

"Let me comment on your two performances together." Zhou Qiuyue said lightly. There was no emotion on her face, but everyone could hear the coldness in her words. "I admit that there are not many people in the music scene now.

When it comes to singing skills, everyone prefers external things, but that is outside, not the show. In the show, I am a judge, so I must pay attention to the song itself and the performance of the singer."

Without waiting for a reply, she continued: "You have singing skills, but they are very small. If you randomly call a hundred people from any music conservatory, more than half of them can surpass you."

She noticed the expressions of the two people on the stage, "Don't think you are powerful, and don't make that kind of expression on your face that you can't see people clearly. I admit that I am not young, but I am not so old that my eyesight will be dim. People's music

How many years have the people in the academy studied, and how many years have you studied?”

"Two or three years is like surpassing others' efforts of more than ten years?" Zhou Qiuyue's tone increased and her words were merciless, "Your singing skills are poor, and your expression management is not good. On the surface, you are interacting with the audience, but your eyes are deep.

It's all perfunctory, as if it's to complete the work, and the handling of breath, pronunciation, lightness, and emphasis can be said to be completely absent."

Zhou Qiuyue finished speaking in one breath, then looked at the group of people on the stage, "Is that enough?"

Those on the stage were stunned.

They were instructed by the company to participate in the show. They thought it would be just like the variety shows they participated in before, and they were just going through the motions. Anyway, the music effect on the final broadcast would be modified, and fans could also be manipulated to vote. But they didn't expect that it wasn't there yet.

When I voted, I was rejected by the judges.

What’s even more difficult is that there are no fans of theirs in the current audience. These guys are quite old. Judging from their appearance and temperament, they should come from all walks of life. They are not completely star-chasers.

They won't pamper themselves like fans, let alone give them any chance. Skills are skills.

Now, these people just want to drag it out.

Put it off until the show airs to save some face.

However, Zhou Qiuyue didn't seem to give her a chance: "Since I have nothing to say, let's start voting now."

She held up the voting machine in her hand and said: "The name of this link is to vote for your favorite works, but with all due respect, neither of your songs are my favorite, so I decided."

"Abandon your vote!"

Zhou Qiuyue's words were like a general declaring his order. Everyone saw her press the vote counter on her hand, and her fingers with blood-red manicure pressed hard on the option of discarding votes.

"I understand, I understand."

"Those guys on stage don't want to withdraw from the competition. They want to wait for their fans to be wiped out after the show is broadcast, and then they will say that Zhou Qiuyue's aesthetics are not good. But if we all abandon our votes, they should know how embarrassing they are."

"Don't mention it, the two sets of performances just now were both good, and the guests who came later were all old singers, and there were no new generation of popular singers. I think the program team also wanted to create a program full of high-quality works, so we

Give it up too."

"Give it up, give it up."

"."

In the midst of discussion.

Voting is over.

The votes of the two were played in real time on the big screen. Xinxing Youth League and Pei Xiu had turned their heads and looked up at their votes. Where no one could see them, their faces were ugly and they could not accept this fact.

After all, it was so embarrassing. There were hundreds of people present, but no one voted for them.

If you are used to things going smoothly, it will be difficult to accept failure.

Finally, at the end, the votes of the two people came out.

It’s not all 0 votes!
Chapter completed!