Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Jiang Xianrou’s performance just now was so shocking that most of the audience was still immersed in the previous performance. Unlike Jiang Xianrou who came up with thunderous applause from backstage, the great hall was extremely quiet when Song Tian and Qiao Nian came up.

The audience didn’t care who came up.

Some unqualified audience members were still discussing Jiang Xianrou’s performance with each other.

Wen Ziyu clenched his palms as he saw Qiao Nian coming on stage. Everyone’s reaction was the same—they felt unfairness from the bottom of their hearts to Qiao Nian and the others.

No matter how angry he was, it was impossible for him to lose his temper on this occasion.

On the contrary, Fu Ge, who was sitting on the other side of him, looked at the scene in the great hall with cold eyes. He raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and a trace of happiness could be seen in his eyes!

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He didn’t have time to enjoy the pleasure.

Suddenly, he heard applause from the front row.

Only one person was applauding.

applause was particularly

like a thunderstorm in the silent hall, making many people

the steady and powerful applause coming from her side and

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She smiled, then

valued this year’s freshmen and had

Ministry of Culture, he

really depended on their bloodline and status, and most of them had to pay for the accounts of the two old-fashioned families, the Ye and Wen

Wuchuan took the lead in applauding, Wen Ruxia

looked at each other, raised their hands, and clapped vacantly even if they were not interested in the self-humiliating performance of the Chinese

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as highly anticipated as when Jiang Xianrou came on stage, it

On the stage.

from her black backpack and found a place near the backstage

Tian was also standing on the stage. She nervously clenched the seam of her trousers and watched the lights flickering. The crowd below was full of spectators. Her courage from just now was nowhere to be seen, and a thick layer of sweat appeared on the palms

“Qiao, Qiao Nian…”

She stayed on the spot like a wooden stake, not daring to move, and called Qiao Nian’s name

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