"Actually, Xia Yu is quite pitiful…" Someone whispered below the stage.
"Yeah!" Someone agreed. "She already sang the whole day during the head-to-head competition and should have been tired long ago. The rules of the competition are quite unreasonable. If someone sings from the beginning to the end, the challengers at the back will have an advantage. No wonder Xia Yu's team decided to do this."
"Xia Yu is just a singer. If the staff insists that she do this, she can't reject them easily." More people agreed and sympathized with Xia Yu after hearing what she said.
Xia Ling was the only one not overcome with emotion as she stood on stage. She had not competed with her sister for more than a year and did not expect her acting skills to become better. She was no longer the girl who would flee the stage in humiliation after someone poured mineral water on her.
However, no matter what, Xia Ling would not be soft-hearted.
