Super Sweet, 100\% Honeymoon

Chapter 1143 - 1149: The Girl I Love (2)

"Could it be an inside job? Did she get into the top ten through connections? These days, what competition doesn’t have a scheme?"People in the audience whispered to each other.

These casual comments effectively negated all of An Ran’s previous strength.

Lin Wanqing picked up the microphone, "Number 10 contestant, CV Youran, were you not in the right state today? Were you too nervous?"

She still has the face to ask? Can she still shamelessly ask?!

Who caused my poor condition?

An Ran bit her lower lip, looking at Lin Wanqing sitting at the judges’ table, making critical remarks about her, really wanting to expose her current facade.

But...

She doesn’t have any evidence; if she revealed everything now, Lin Wanqing might turn the tables on her.

"Regarding your performance just now, I happened to overhear some remarks from the spectators behind me. They said, ’With this level, why are you in the top ten?’ I think they have a point," Lin Wanqing said sternly. "Based on your performance today, you don’t even qualify for the second round. How did you make it to the top ten? Undeniably, a person’s talent and ability are important, but if you become proud and complacent, you’re destined to be a loser.

So, for your performance just now, my score is—"

points.

Out of a full score of 10, she only got 5.

In other words, she didn’t even pass.

Among the three judges, with Lin Wanqing in the middle having expressed her stance, how could the other two possibly give high scores?

In the first round, she indeed had the lowest score in the entire hall!

Moreover, Lin Wanqing criticized her from beginning to end with an overbearing attitude.

She wasn’t proud and complacent, wasn’t arrogant.

Clearly, it was all caused by Lin Wanqing!

An Ran has always been a girl who can endure a lot and knows how to endure since she was young.

But now, the anger accumulated in her chest couldn’t be released at all.

Backstage, tears really welled up in her eyes.

She felt extremely wronged.

"An Xiao Ran."

A clear and pleasant voice called out to her.

Chi Cheng walked over, bending down to look at her reddened eyes, "Are you hiding here to cry?"

"I’m not crying." An Ran held back her tears, but her voice revealed a sobbing tone, along with a faint huskiness, making her even more pitiable.

Chi Cheng gazed at her quietly.

He had already learned about An Ran’s throat condition from Xiyan and saw her begin to lose confidence during the competition.

But time was tight, and there was no time to investigate that cup of water, as the second and final decisive round was about to start.

He took An Ran’s arm, drawing the girl into his embrace, his voice low, "You were already amazing just now."

"But I’m the lowest scorer of the entire hall." An Ran buried her small face in Chi Cheng’s embrace, "Brother, I definitely won’t win the championship, I can’t do it."

The girl’s mental defenses had completely collapsed due to the previous scores.

"You can do it."

"I can’t, I can’t. I’m already the lowest scorer." An Ran was a bit frantic, "Unless a miracle happens, but I never believe a miracle will happen to me! I really..."

Chi Cheng suddenly cupped her face, blocking all of An Ran’s words.

His lips were a bit cold, soft, brushing against hers, causing a unique flutter in her heart.