Thinking of this, Jiang Xu cast one million votes for Zhou Qingyue.
But in reality, it only increased by ten thousand votes.
Okay, this was really too much.
On the stage, the group singing ended, and so did the voting segment.
First place, An Nuonuo a little over two hundred million.
In second place was Chu Youwei, with over nineteen million.
The gap behind them was even bigger, mostly in the multi-millions.
And Zhou Qingyue, her ranking fell to eleventh, with eight hundred and fifty thousand votes, just short of the threshold for prize money.
The audience below the stage was in an uproar.
"Strange, why is Zhou Qingyue ranked so low?"
"What's so strange about that, she's not as good as the other school beauties."
"Zhou Qingyue has been out in society for many years now, she's long lost that green, simple vibe, and doesn't really meet the criteria of a school beauty at all."
"Even so, such a low number of votes still seems a bit off."
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