"What did you say?" Leng Zimo spoke in a deep voice.
"I..." Luo Xiaoqian pursed her lips, "I haven’t been scored yet!"
After all the effort she had put in, she had even persisted through injury; how could she possibly leave the stage at this mont.
She didn’t know who had done it, but she was determined to show that Luo Xiaoqian wasn’t easily defeated!
After his gaze lingered on her face for three seconds, Leng Zimo frowned, released her, and turned to walk back to the judges’ seats.
"Are you really okay?"
Ouyang Qing looked worriedly at her fingers. Though wrapped in a cotton cloth, the blood seeped out conspicuously.
She hadn’t seen Luo Xiaoqian’s wound, but from the bleeding, she could guess it was quite deep.
Luo Xiaoqian gripped her painful fingers, trying to smile calmly, "I’m fine, it’s just a minor injury!"
"Alright, now, please select the audience mbers to score Luo Xiaoqian!"
Han Jun waved his right hand, the lights swirled, and finally settled on Sector D.
"Great!" Ouyang Qing smiled towards the audience in Sector D, "Now, please cast your votes for Luo Xiaoqian!"
On the big screen, the count appeared, with numbers climbing rapidly, soon reaching into the hundreds.
Apart from Leng Zimo and Luo Xiaoqian herself, almost everyone’s attention was fixed on the numbers on the big screen, including the contestants backstage who had already perford, all watching the numbers jump on the projector.
Shen Xinyi clasped her hands together, her nails digging painfully into her palms.
In fact, she had not expected such serious consequences; she thought that Luo Xiaoqian would just feel a sting and then stop competing. She never imagined Luo Xiaoqian would grit her teeth and persist until the end.
"189, 190, 191..."
Xu Xia called out the numbers one by one, surrounded by learners, chairn, and the audience outside, almost unanimously beginning to count.
"197, 198, 199, 200!"
Finally, the bright red number turned to 200 and stopped jumping.
Perfect score!
people, full votes!
Luo Xiaoqian, who showed incredible talent and strength in the first half of the song, and undeniable resilience in the second half, captivated all the audience with her charisma.
"Thank you, thank you all!"
She held her injured hand, bowed deeply, her tone filled with sincerity and emotion.
She had thought the interruption might affect her score and hadn’t expected everyone to support her so much.
"My goodness, this is the most heart-stopping talent show I’ve ever hosted!" Ouyang Qing hugged Luo Xiaoqian’s shoulders and turned towards the ntors’ seats, "So, what do the four ntors have to say?"
"You’re the best!" Adams gave her a thumbs-up with both hands, expressing his admiration in broken Chinese, then spat out a long string of English.
"He says, you’re a professional singer, he greatly appreciates your dedication, but more than that, he admires your talent and hopes to have the opportunity to collaborate and perform with you," an interpreter explained.
Adams raised both his palms, stretching out all ten fingers, and after consulting with the interpreter beside him, he loudly said, "10 points!"
There was applause from the entire audience.
"Ms. Park?" Han Jun smiled, extending his palm towards Park Anzi.
"10 points!" Park Anzi extended both her hands just like Adams had, then she stood up, bowed to Luo Xiaoqian from the ntors’ seats, and said in Korean, "Thank you for delivering such an excellent performance!"
Luo Xiaoqian was busy returning the bow, "Thank you!"
There was a hint of panic in her eyes; she hadn’t expected the ntors to give her such high praise.
"Teacher Ya Nan, what do you say?"
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