I Became the Top Competitor in a Talent Show Novel - Chapter 29.3

Chi Meng smiled, put her hand on Song Jiaqi’s shoulder, and said warmly: “Oh, little sister Qiqi, why are you still in F class? Wouldn’t it be bullying for me to compete with you like this?”

Xue Weiran scoffed, Shen Zhu stood with her arms crossed, looking unhappy. Qi Yan, who successfully advanced from C to A class, showed no emotion, still immersed in the joy of her promotion.

Song Jiaqi stretched her wrists and ankles, and said in a low voice, “Our bet has nothing to do with the assessment.”

“Yes, I thought too shallowly,” Chi Meng curled her lips.

Shen Zhu, who was next to them, said coldly: “We’ve been busy all morning. Hurry up and start. Let’s finish and go to lunch. We have things to do this afternoon.”

Xue Weiran glanced at Shen Zhu, stepped back, and gave up the space.

The speakers were all taken away by the production team, so Chi Meng and Song Jiaqi could only sing a cappella. After Qi Yan called out “one, two, three,” the two started at the same time.

“This time, I’ll give it my all…”

The clear and cold voices merged like two long, winding rivers. Xue Weiran and Qi Yan looked at Song Jiaqi in surprise. Chi Meng was taught by the two of them, but they didn’t know anything about Song Jiaqi.

Also, doesn’t she have a solid dancing foundation?

Song Jiaqi’s family was rich. She received an elite education since childhood, including music, dance, and various other courses. After she started filming when she was eighteen, she didn’t have time to practice, and many things were gradually put aside.

Reborn at eighteen, even though she forgot a lot, her body was still a body nurtured by classical and waltz dance, and she had a foundation in learning dance. Her soft and flexible tendons did not have the stiffness of a beginner. Not to mention that in order to win against Chi Meng, Song Jiaqi also practiced early and returned late.

Shen Zhu was even more annoyed.

She looked at Song Jiaqi without saying a word.

After watching so many people perform all morning, they were sick of hearing the theme song, but the combination of Chi Meng and Song Jiaqi was somehow refreshing. After their performance ended, Xue Weiran applauded and said with some difficulty: “It’s a bit hard to evaluate. Out of feeling…”

Song Jiaqi immediately said: “Put aside feelings, only look at the performance.”

Chi Meng chuckled and looked at Song Jiaqi’s profile.

She’s being serious now?

Xue Weiran hesitated for a moment and said: “I will vote for Song Jiaqi. Purely based on the stage presentation, Song Jiaqi’s singing and dancing are smoother. Chi Meng’s singing is beyond reproach, but she loses too much to Song Jiaqi in dancing.”

At this time, Shen Zhu suddenly said: “But I think Chi Meng’s song expression and emotional expression are superior. You only see that Song Jiaqi’s dance is better than Chi Meng’s, but you didn’t notice that Chi Meng’s stage rendering power is stronger.”

As she spoke, she turned and asked Qi Yan: “Qi Yan, you can understand this, right?”

Shen Zhu stared closely at Qi Yan.

Qi Yan stood there numbly, a chill seemed to blow across the back of her neck. Although Chi Meng and Song Jiaqi were competing, she felt nervous under Shen Zhu’s gaze.

Song Jiaqi said unhurriedly: “Then please ask Teacher Qi Yan to give the final judgment.”

Chi Meng said with a smile: “Please judge fairly and justly.”

Shen Zhu stared at Qi Yan.

Xue Weiran quietly took a step back.

Qi Yan: “…”

“I think…” she said. The three people staring at her looked even more serious. Qi Yan swallowed, expressionless, “I think Chi Meng is a little better.”

Shen Zhu curved the corner of her mouth, and the cold wind that was blowing behind Qi Yan instantly disappeared.

Xue Weiran raised her hand and said: “I thought about it, and Chi Meng’s performance is indeed better—”

“Shut up,” Shen Zhu said coldly.

Xue Weiran quietly put down her hand.

Song Jiaqi could never have imagined that she would lose to Chi Meng. After the astonishment, her face turned a little dark, her brows furrowed, and she deliberately ignored a certain person’s gaze next to her.

Chi Meng smiled slightly, reached out and pinched Song Jiaqi’s chin, making her look at herself.

The two were about the same height and looked at each other at eye level.

“I won, Qiqi,” Chi Meng said with a slight smile, her fingers gently stroking Song Jiaqi’s jaw, and she said unhurriedly, “According to our agreement, you should call me what you should call me next. We are all eighteen-year-old adults, so we can’t go back on our word, right?”

“Oh, by the way, I have a small, not excessive request.”

Chi Meng smiled and released her hand, putting it behind her back. Looking at Song Jiaqi’s tense face, she once again sighed in her heart that this person’s eyebrows and eyes were beautifully born, and she smiled: “Just use that sweetness level of Mengyao’s. By the way, what did I tell you to practice in advance today? You can use that line now.”

She tilted her head, deliberately turning her ear towards Song Jiaqi, and raised her hand behind her ear.

“Come on, call it and let me hear.”

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