The music started and the judges came to the front of the stage, waving their hands amid the cheers of the audience.
Meng Yao raised her eyes and took a look. The judges were all young and didn't seem to be from the same circle. They should be amateurs from society.
Zhao Bin hugged the six of them and said, "Welcome! Joy Without Limits welcomes you!"
The leading judge was a bald boy wearing glasses. He did not look tough but gentle. He raised the microphone and said, "I have always loved watching "Unlimited Joy". I never thought I would have the opportunity to be on the stage. It is really a dream come true!"
Zhao Bin laughed and then pointed to a row of seats next to him.
"Okay, now please take your seats at the judges' table!"
Several judges took their seats.
Zhao Bin glanced at the script, then raised his head and said, "Here are some photos of the guests. Please give them your scores objectively. The full score is -100."
The judges nodded in understanding.
The order of the photos is shuffled. The judges will be more likely to get tired of the photos as you go further back in time, so the photos closer to the front are better.
The judges soon received the first photo and a larger version was shown on the big screen.
The first one was a photo of Meng Qingqing.
Meng Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief after seeing this. She had taken a good picture and had a relatively good position, so she had a good chance of winning the championship.
Xue Yali naturally also saw the photo on the big screen. Her eyes froze for a moment, but she quickly retracted her gaze and a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
Meng Qingqing on the big screen covered her chin with one hand, her bright eyes showed a little more shyness, and the smile on the corner of her mouth made people feel very comfortable.
Shan Lingling praised: "Qingqing took a very good photo. She looks very gentle."
Zhao Bin nodded and looked at the judges beside him: "I wonder what the judges think?"
The first to speak was the bald judge, who seemed a little intoxicated: "It feels like a lotus after the rain, pure and elegant yet with a touch of softness."
Zhao Bin smiled and said, "It sounds like a fair and literary answer. It seems that you think highly of Qingqing!"
He Yixian nodded instantly: "Yes, I think it suits my aesthetic taste."
Then another capable girl with a ponytail said: "I also think this photo is well taken. It looks like a goddess."
Later, several judges expressed their opinions, all of which were positive.
Zhao Bin nodded and said, "There is a counting machine in front of you. Please write down your scores."
Several judges lowered their heads and operated the machines.
Cheng Jushu ran to Meng Yao's side again. He seemed to have endless topics to talk about: "Senior Meng Yao, it seems that Meng Qingqing's score will be very high. All the judges are praising her."
“It should not be low.”
Meng Qingqing is the heroine, how could the rating be low!
Cheng Jushu was instantly excited when he saw Meng Yao pick up his topic: "Senior Meng Yao, do you also think that photo is well taken?"
Meng Yao's tone was somewhat tired: "It's just so-so!"
In Cheng Jushu's view, these two statements are almost contradictory.
But his goddess said the same thing, and his tone changed instantly: "Well... Actually, if you look closely, you will find that Meng Qingqing's smile is quite fake, and it doesn't feel real. What Senior Meng Yao said really makes sense!"
Meng Yao tilted her head slightly and looked into his sparkling eyes: "The camera is filming, and you just said it out loud?"
Cheng Jushu smiled and said nonchalantly, "We can just cut it out later, and didn't Senior Meng Yao say that?"
“This is different.”
"What's the difference?"
Meng Yao suddenly withdrew her gaze.
"Take a good look."
Zhao Bin watched as all the judges finished recording their scores, and then he said, "The scores for the photos are taken as an average, with the highest and lowest numbers removed. The scores will not be announced for the time being, and the rankings will be announced after all the guests' final scores are sorted out."
Meng Qingqing felt a little disappointed when she heard this. She had originally wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to shine, but later on...it wouldn't matter much, especially since she could step on some people she didn't like.
Thinking of this, Meng Qingqing's eyes couldn't help but fall on Meng Yao.
Afterwards, the photos of several guests were rated, and the judges all praised them, but after hearing them too many times, I felt they were being very polite and perfunctory.
In order not to offend the guests, all the comments given by the judges were positive without exception. This made it difficult for the guests to guess the approximate score.
Another photo appeared on the screen, and Han Jiang's slightly panicked face appeared on it, with his eyebrows wrinkled together. The picture quality was a little blurry, which was different from the previous style.
Seeing that photo, Han Jiang wanted to find a place to hide underground. He covered his forehead with one hand and said to Guo Yin beside him: "You don't know how anxious I was at the time. I have poor balance and I am afraid of heights. When I crossed the balance beam, there were only about five seconds left. I almost rushed over to catch a shot. There was no time to pay attention to the angle and action!"
Guo Yin nodded to show his understanding: "I see, it was indeed not easy for you to get there. It's okay, the photo has already been taken, and you are not bad looking, so your score will definitely not be that bad."
Han Jiang didn't know whether he heard it or not, he just nodded.
The girl with the ponytail said, "Han Jiang's appearance is sunny to begin with, and this photo is natural and unretouched, which gives me a good feeling. I think I like him."
Several other judges gave their comments, and they all spoke well of Han Jiang.
It would have been fine if his shortcomings were pointed out, but these judges wanted to praise him to the sky, and Han Jiang's face showed a bit of unnaturalness.
Meng Yao rubbed her eyes and said coldly: "Boring."
Cheng Jushu pondered for a moment and said, "I think... maybe they are afraid of offending people. These judges are all amateurs, and it is indeed difficult for them to evaluate artists with a large number of fans."
"There's nothing interesting to see here." Meng Yao covered her mouth and yawned: "I just happen to be a little sleepy."
Meng Yao found a seat again. It was more like a stool in a very remote location. There were very few cameras here. Guests would not gather here, let alone sit here.
Meng Yao sat down without hesitation. It seemed that several guests were following her gaze, but Meng Yao ignored them, closed her eyes and began to take a nap.
(End of this chapter)