After a long, long time, a total of five judges finally finished scoring.
When Cangsong Rin saw the scores of the other four people, he couldn't help but froze on the spot.
The five of them all had similar scores against the Yitian Slaying Dragon combination.
The five dimensions are all around 9-10 points.
The full score in one dimension is only 10 points.
In other words, the Heaven-Slaying Dragon Combination "Mountains and Flowing Waters" almost received full marks.
If this kind of performance were placed in the ancient music competition in previous years, he would definitely win the championship.
However, this year another group of monsters appeared.
What is striking is that the other four people all gave "Winter" 10 points!
The most terrifying thing is that even Somatsu Rin himself subconsciously gave this work five perfect scores of 10.
In other words, since the ancient music competition has been held for so long, the first perfect score work has appeared.
It is the entry song of the combination Ye Hong and Yao Ling—"Winter"!
If nothing else, the champion work this time is undoubtedly "Winter"!
"But Ruo'er will..."
Cansong Rin gritted his teeth, and suddenly picked up the score sheet in front of him under the disbelieving gazes of the other four people, and crossed out the original perfect score for "Winter".
He thought for a moment and changed the 10 points in the [Ancient Rhyme] column to 5 points.
"Old, you."
Duanmu Chengya and the others looked at Cang Songlin in astonishment. They had no idea that he, a majestic music god, would do such a shameless thing.
Cangsong Lin's eyebrows were slightly lowered, and he said calmly and calmly: "I suddenly discovered that "Winter" is excellent, but it is not an ancient song after all.
According to the rules, you still can't give high scores. "
"But this"
Duanmu Chengya opened his mouth, as if it was too far-fetched to say this.
But he was immediately interrupted by Cangsong Rin's hand.
"Besides, this group obviously has two people, but only one person plays. This obviously does not comply with the competition system!"
Cang Songlin looked at the four people with a strange threat in his eyes, which made the other four people feel trembling.
"I agree with the old man's opinion, what the old man says makes sense!"
Zhou Mulun, a professor at the Music Department of Zheshui University, was the first to stand up and said with a smile.
Then he changed the score sheet in his hand and imitated Cangsong Rin's example, lowering the score of "Winter" by a few points.
After calculation, the average score of "Winter" is now exactly 1 point less than that of "Mountains and Flowing Water"!
Duanmu Chengya shook his head with a wry smile.
As the organizer of the competition, of course he thinks this is ridiculous.
But compared to the little-known Ye Hong and Yao Ling (Ximen Qing and Yaoyao), Duanmu Chengya is more willing to please the god of music, Cang Songlin.
Therefore, he pretended not to have seen the two people's nonsense.
Duanmu Chengya waved to the host and handed him the final scoring results.
When the host looked at the names in the champion column, he couldn't help but froze in place and cast a doubtful look at Duanmu Chengya.
Because he knew that this result was abnormal.
Duanmu Chengya frowned and said impatiently: "Why are you still standing there? Announce it quickly!"
The host gritted his teeth, picked up the microphone helplessly, glanced around the eager audience, and announced in a trembling voice: "The champions of this ancient music competition are... Song Shu and Zhou Ruo, the performers of "Mountains and Flowing Waters"!"
silence.
Silence fell.
The scene fell into an eerie silence, no one spoke, and no one clapped.
(End of chapter)