Chapter 579

"I'm not convinced. If you say my recitation is not good, it's not good. Do you know how long I've been preparing for this recitation competition? Even the recitation works are written by me. You're just looking down on people."

The judges were not happy to hear this sentence, "you are such a poor person. I'm not afraid to offend you. The thing you wrote is nonsense."

"What, you dare to say that what I write is nonsense." The more the middle-aged man said, the more excited he was. He strode to the judges, waving his fist and wanted to fight with them.

Where did the judges see the battle? They were so scared that they got under the table. Fortunately, there were security guards arranged by the competition team. Several security guards subdued the middle-aged man.

As a result of this, the selection of the remaining three venues also stopped, and all the cameras were pulled in the past.

Several judges from the competition group gathered together.

"Your Tianhe cup recitation competition definitely has an inside story. Why can't I be promoted by my recitation, while some people can be promoted without recitation?" The middle-aged man is still clamoring.

"The players who are directly promoted are all the outstanding ones in the audition. They are all selected by us." One of the judges came out and said.

This judge really passed Xiangxiang in the audition. It was one of the three judges.

"Fart, those people are definitely not as good as you said. One of them is a little girl under five years old, who can be promoted directly. You also said that you have no inside information. That little girl is definitely a son of a bitch born outside your leadership."

When Qin Nuo heard this, he stared at the middle-aged man with cold eyes. His spirit was flowing. If there were not too many people here, Qin Nuo would have slapped the son of a bitch.

"You are questioning the judgment of our judges. We are all members of the Poetry Association. Do you think our poetry association is unprofessional?"

"Yes, I think your Poetry Association has an inside story. What's the matter? It has the ability to let that little girl come up and recite a paragraph to us in front of so many people. I'd like to see what her level is and why she can be promoted directly, but I can't."

Those contestants around originally felt unfair to those who were promoted directly. When they heard this middle-aged man say it, they echoed and talked about it below.

"Although this person is impulsive, there is nothing wrong with what he said. Why can they be promoted directly? Your judges said that if they have strength, they have strength. We didn't see it."

"It's ridiculous that a five-year-old girl is promoted. Why? I can't figure it out."

"Just let the little girl show us, or we won't be convinced."

The scene suddenly became noisy, and the judges were embarrassed. They went to Qin Nuo's side and said, "Hello, let your daughter recite the Song Dynasty poem in front of everyone."

Qin Nuo looked at Xiangxiang and asked, "Xiangxiang, would you like to recite the poem I taught you that day in front of everyone?"

Xiangxiang nods and agrees. Then Qin Nuo delivers the microphone to Xiangxiang.

Xiangxiang was not restrained at all. She was generous, and the sound of nature came out.

"Gently I left, just as I came. I gently wave goodbye to the clouds in the west, and the golden willows by the river are the brides in the setting sun... "

After the recitation, the noise on the scene suddenly stopped, and even the middle-aged man's excited expression calmed down and buried his head deep in his neck.

The contestants at the scene looked at Xiangxiang's face with indescribable surprise. If they had not seen it with their own eyes, they would not have believed that the voice came from a little girl under five years old.

"Who is this girl? I'm intoxicated with her clear voice."

"The poem he recited is so beautiful. Why have I never heard of it?"

"I'm convinced. It's no wonder that a little girl under five years old can be promoted. Most people will feel ashamed when they hear about this level. After living in vain for so many years, they are not as good as a girl."

Everyone's eyes changed from jealousy to shock and surprise.

The judge's face showed a proud smile, went to the middle-aged man's face and said: "well, now I still doubt that we have the inside story of Tianhe cup recitation competition."

"After listening to the little girl's recitation, do you still think the work you prepared is very good? I tell you that this poem was written by the little girl's father himself.""With a single round of this poem, the little girl has the qualification to be promoted, not to mention her high reading skills“

The middle-aged man was silent and didn't speak. He blushed all the way from his face to his neck. Compared with the little girl in front of him, what he prepared was rubbish, not even dog shit.

After listening to Xiangxiang's recitation, he realized how ridiculous he was.

Then they didn't need the help of the security guards, and they walked out of the game by themselves.

No one at the scene dared to belittle the little girl who was less than five years old.

The second round of the competition started, the second round of the competition started, there are still more than 50 people left on the scene, obviously much more intense than the first round of the competition.

The scene of the competition was moved to the center of a big stage. The players sat under the stage and performed in order.

Xiangxiang's number is drawn in the middle, so we have to listen to other players' Recitation under the stage.

"O sea, I love you."

"Ah, rainbow, I miss you."

"Ah, dark clouds, I hate you."

“......”

"Well, you can go down. Next year, prepare for it. You are eliminated." The judges said mercilessly.

The player also walked off the stage with a depressed face.

After a while, more than a dozen people went up and chanted a lot of things, none of them could pass.

There are no bright players in front of people's eyes. The competition is in the knockout, but the level of these players is just like that in Qin Nuo's eyes.

Finally it's Xiangxiang's turn to play, because before that, everyone's eyes are on Xiangxiang's body, staring at Xiangxiang.

They are looking forward to what kind of recitation Xiangxiang will bring them, not only the contestants but also the judges.

Qin Nuo leads Xiangxiang to the stage step by step. With the permission of the judges, Xiangxiang and Qin Nuo can recite together.

Qin Nuo is responsible for holding the microphone for Xiangxiang. After all, Xiangxiang is still small, and the microphone is very heavy for he