After dressing up as a wealthy and pitiful little man, I hold the Shuangwen script in my hand

Chapter 261

The competition gradually kicked off.

A total of 8 people participated in the competition.

The winner with the highest score from the judges.

The champion can have the qualification to study abroad in the most famous music academy in country D, and the tuition fee will be waived for a few years. After returning home, he can directly enter the international music ensemble and sign a contract for 4 years.

The runner-up will receive a prize of 50.

The third runner-up will receive a bonus of [-] yuan.

For this competition, before the competition started, the live broadcast platform was full of chaos.

——Is there anyone who thinks like me and wants to ask Angel why he participated in the competition? ? ?

——An Qier is awesome, I just said that Angel is very good, how can someone who can worship Mu Zehei as his teacher have any problems.Wouldn't Mu Zehei think about it himself?I want all your network keyboard warriors to beep there.

——Hahaha I will continue to turn black and white, because Mu Zehei's eyesight will be fine, and I look forward to this piano competition.

——Mu Zehei! !Great God, I heard today that I will be on stage to cheer for my disciples, I am so looking forward to it.

——An Zizhen, come on! !
……

on site.

The contestants played the piano one after another.

Angel was backstage, wearing the crown that Ji Ruiqi bought temporarily on her head, and her hairstyle was matched with it, standing there like a little princess.

Although the price was over [-] yuan and the price was not cheap, she was not happy at all.

When she thought that An Zizhen was wearing the queen's crown worth more than 1000 million yuan, Angel's heart felt as if it was being pricked with anger.

Why? ? ?
Wu Jiaying came over and moved to Angel's side to comfort her.

"Don't worry, Mom has already taken care of it for you."

Angel was taken aback, "???"

Wu Jiaying leaned over to An Qier's side, "Tonight is your home game, that An Ziyu doesn't know what to do, and dares to steal the limelight from you, how could Mom let that little bitch get away with it?

Don't worry, I've already had people tamper with An Zixuan's piano, and I can't play a few keys. "

At that time, An Ziyu will definitely be eliminated as a mistake.

……

Wu Jiaying tampered with speed.

Let An Zi sit in front of Angel.

Knowing that she would definitely make mistakes, she thought, let An Zixuan complement An Qier's piano skills.

In fact, An Ziyu didn't mind at all, when to compare.

Just now, while others were playing the piano, An Ziyu took scissors to disassemble Angel's crown in the dressing room.

Later, he sold the things and bought a few more computers for Yun Sihai's orphanage.

By the time she got out, the people in front had already finished playing.

Holding the hem of the dress, An Ziyu walked forward in a state of extreme discomfort.

Up to now, An Zizhen has only worn high heels once.

Or her master's funeral.

Right now, she only pays attention to the high heels, don't fall down, and doesn't pay attention to the skirt at all.

As a result, I stepped on it with one foot, and then there was a "hiss".

There was laughter at the scene.

"What a broken skirt! It's broken like this."

"I don't think the problem with the skirt is the problem with the person wearing the skirt!"

An Ziyu lowered his head, as expected, the dress was trampled by her.

The host hurried over and asked gently, "How is it?"

An Ziyu, "Wait a minute."

Saying that, An Zixuan directly bent down and tore off the skirt that she had trampled on.

As a result, An Ziyu's slender and strong calves were exposed, matching this fiery red dress.

She is like a queen from the flames, elegant and flamboyant.

On Weibo, someone took screenshots of An Zixuan tearing up the dress, and the overall appearance afterwards.

(End of this chapter)