There was a pause, and the host continued, "May we invite the male god teacher to give some comments on Ke Li's performance?"
The audience immediately erupted with thunderous applause.
Feng Yanyan's heart skipped a beat.
She didn't even dare to look up, and could only hear the sound of a microphone being passed around in front. Then, Yan Nansheng's deep and magnetic voice followed, "Mediocre."
The venue fell into an eerie silence.
The smile on Ke Li's face also stiffened.
As for Yan Nansheng, he sat down after that comment, his expression as calm as if the words he had just uttered hadn't been his.
A few seconds later, "Hahaha..." the female host quickly started to smooth things over, "The male god teacher is as cool and humorous as the rumors say. Okay, now let's ask the judges to score Ke Li's song, from 1 to 10. After scoring, please pass the results to Director Ma for tallying."
Feng Yanyan pinched the palm of her hand, covered in fine sweat.
