Hu Jialiang sat on the stage, his face set in a stern expression, his anger evident.
Yet, no one knew what exactly he was so angry about!
Could it also be because of Su Ran's plagiarism?
Amidst a flurry of wild and imaginative speculations, he finally made his move.
Everyone's eyes were fixed intently on the sign in his hand.
After an agonizing wait, the sign was finally raised, and they instantly saw the score on it—
10 points.
Everyone inhaled sharply, and the whole place exploded in an instant!
"Damn! Another 10 points?"
"So, even with one judge refusing to score, she still got a high score of 90 points?"
"Does this mean Su Ran is actually the champion among the top twenty?"
Su Xinyan's face contorted with extreme displeasure.
Her hands were clenched into fists, veins bulging on her forehead, her expression twisted and malevolent.
How is this possible?!
How is this possible?!
