MTL - The Omnipotent Big Shot Refuses His Villain Role-Chapter 59 He Yuye only got the third place

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   Chapter 59 He Yuye only got the third place

   After He Xinyan's score came out, Cheng Junfeng clearly felt the condemnation delivered by the three judges next to him.

   He wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and forced himself to calm down, "I still think this player He Xinyan is too bells and whistles."

   The colleague next to him lowered his head and did not dare to say a word.

The two of them tacitly understood that the typhoon that killed He Xinyan was wrong anyway. Chinese people are all reserved. The speaker should dress plainly so that people can focus on her speech; instead of relying on these grandstanding things to attract attention .

   But then again, how could He Xinyan's score be so high?

   Now it's hard to do, the money is collected, people are not suppressed, I'm afraid it's hard to explain.

  Cheng Junfeng and another judge looked at each other, and they both complained in their hearts why the other party didn't give a lower score.

  Cheng Junfeng didn't want to press the passing line to score 6 points, but this is too targeted. After all, his scoring has always been very loose, and there are so many players in the front who have no lower than 7 points.

   In the end, because he was too guilty, when the judge next to him looked over, he shook his hand and subconsciously changed the score from 6 to 7.

   But it's not his fault. He knew that the He Group's suppression of He Xinyan was to propel He Yuye to the throne of the championship. His previous score for He Yuye was the highest among all the players, 9.9 points!

   In this way, the other party still can't beat He Xinyan, so she can only blame her own poor strength, and she is destined not to be the champion.

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   At the end of the whole game, He Xinyan scored the highest score of the game, 8.8 points.

   But what surprised her was that He Linjun was so sure that he could win the championship by suppressing his own He Yuye, but He Yuye only won the third runner-up.

  The runner-up was the last dark horse, a boy in ordinary clothes, who scored 8.4 points.

  Lin frowned slowly: "Why do I feel that this score is wrong, obviously Xinyan is doing so well, but after throwing a few streets away from others, she didn't even get 9 points?"

  Qiao Yuqiao also felt strange, "Maybe the judges are more cautious in scoring? Forget it, Xinyan is the champion anyway, it's really great!"

  The awards have already started on the stage, and He Xinyan took the stage calmly and took the championship trophy and the KT board symbolizing the bonus check from the organizer leader.

   After the group photo of the three of them, the host obviously received an order, stopped He Xinyan with a smile, and conducted some brief interviews.

   "What do you want to say about this competition?"

  He Xinyan took over the microphone and said with a smile, "Thank you for the fairness and impartiality of the organizer. In addition, I think my score deserves higher."

   This is a contestant that I admire very much. Although the host was surprised by her answer, she couldn't help laughing and teasing, "Yeah, our judges are too conservative in scoring you. In my heart, you are well-deserved full marks!"

  Cheng Junfeng couldn't help it. He was very guilty, and he felt like he was stabbed. "The judges' scores are based on the overall performance of the players. Maybe there is still room for improvement for He, I hope to make persistent efforts!"

  He Xinyan glanced at the judge and nodded with a smile: "Then maybe I really need to improve, what do you think?"

   She suddenly turned her gaze to the auditorium.

  The audience in the front row was stunned for a while, and being watched by those beautiful phoenix eyes, they couldn't help being excited.

   "God, you're good enough, the ceiling is up!"

   "The knowledge reserve is too rich, and the typhoon is so stable, how can this be improved!"

   "Wow~ In my heart, you are well-deserved full marks!" A judge jokingly said.

   There was a burst of laughter at the scene, and many people couldn't help shouting, "Yes, you are well-deserved full marks!"

  Others are really good. Is it difficult to praise other players in every way? Why do you still need to educate about setbacks and let others make persistent efforts?

   This judge is so inexplicable, the host made a joke, and he rushed to teach Daddy.

  Xu Jingyang held a huge bouquet in his arms: "I don't care, anyway, in my heart, He Xinyan is a perfect score!"

   "I think so too." Someone whispered.

   Several people turned around in unison, Zhao Wei was stunned for a while, then quickly lowered his head, feeling a little guilty.

   He received news that He Yuye was going to participate in today's English competition, so he came to cheer her on.

   When he saw He Xinyan giving a speech on the stage, he was shocked! My God, He Xinyan is really sassy. Her fluent English and standard English accent when she speaks are simply charming!

   That's not to mention, this makeup look of He Xinyan really kills him! Noble and glamorous, a proper flower of the world, a rich lady!

   He couldn't hold back, he took out his mobile phone and quietly took a photo. The original camera had no filter, but it looked beautiful no matter what, with no dead ends.

   Zhao Wei felt a little guilty after doing this. He didn't dare to stay here any longer. After all, he should have stood firm on the side of the real daughter, He Yuye.

   shuffled his steps and was about to walk away, but was stopped.

   "Wait a minute, are you going to the bathroom?"

   A few minutes later, Zhao Weihuai stood foolishly at the door of the men's bathroom with a bouquet of flowers in her arms.

   "Take it and don't break it, I'm going to the bathroom right away!" Xu Jingyang ordered.

  Lin Xuxu pre-emptively sent flowers, the eldest young master refused to admit defeat no matter what, he stubbornly held the bouquet to the speech contest site, intending to wait for He Xinyan to win the prize before giving it to her.

He treasured his bouquet very much. He didn't want to have any bumps, and he didn't want to fake someone else's hand. It happened that Zhao Wei took the initiative to bring it up. That's great. He ordered the other party to stand at the door of the bathroom with the flowers in his arms, so that the flowers could always be kept in his sight. .

  ——

   He Yuye was standing on the stage, and he was third, but the host did not interact with her.

   She bit her lower lip lightly, feeling a little aggrieved. The gift she promised her mother and brother might not be delivered. The prize for the third place was only 30,000, so she couldn't buy anything.

  Why did things turn out like this?

  He Yuye still can't believe it, he only took the third place.

   Her first reaction was to suspect something went wrong, not her conspiracy theory. The previous interaction between the two foreign judges and He Xinyan was too suspicious. No matter how good the contestants were, the judges should not praise them in public.

   But she never expected that He Xinyan would be arrogant, and even the audience under the stage started booing and shouting "well-deserved full marks".

   When she was ready, there was no way to say it, and she was completely caught off guard.

  He Yuye got off the stage top-heavy, and after thinking about it, he decided to go to the bathroom to clear up his emotions.

   is just an English competition, there is no need to care too much, she has a tough temperament and can totally take this as a grind.

   "Zhao Wei?" He Yuye couldn't believe it, looking at the person waiting for him holding a bouquet.

   She walked over with a smile, craned her neck and looked around, "Where's Liu Jiayi, didn't he say he would come to see me in the game?"

   Zhao Wei: "Brother Yi is here, but he has to leave early."

   Liu Jiayi found out that He Xinyan was also there after he came over. Considering the bet between the two, he took the initiative to avoid it.

   (end of this chapter)