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After her performance, Yang Xue did not leave the stage to wait for the scoring results.

She stood alone in the center of the stage, her pretty eyes fixed on the bullet comments on the screen and the commentary booth.

Although she controlled her facial expressions well, her actual emotions were far from as calm as they appeared.

"For us, this game is the real deciding game."

"As can be seen from the feedback in the live broadcast room, we have gained the approval of most viewers."

"But one judge on the panel is blindly supporting the hip-hop team, while the other is ambiguous, which is a real headache."

"Hopefully, that judge named Zhang Wenhui will have a fair mind..."

"Otherwise, I'll have no choice but to make a scene by appealing to public opinion."

Yang Xue was nervous precisely because of this.

Based on what the opponent said before, the probability of being judged as the loser is extremely high.

But square dance groups are not entirely without hope.

The other party's hesitation means she has concerns.

As for what the concerns were, Yang Xue had already guessed them and therefore prepared for the worst.

Judging from the comments, it's clear that more voices of support are leaning towards square dancing.

Judge Zhang Wenhui's best choice was to vote for the square dance group, creating a close one-to-one situation and further amplifying the live stream's popularity.

But she didn't do that, and continued to be troubled.

Based on this, Zhang Wenhui's thoughts are easy to guess.

It's nothing more than wavering between saving face and personal gain.

Having been mistaken before, it's really difficult for a proud dance teacher to have to go back and praise her now.

However, not doing so would be tantamount to going against the majority of netizens, which would inevitably affect her career.

Moreover, Brown Sugar Girl's attempt to take sides backfired, as her immediate agreement was tantamount to confirming the behind-the-scenes manipulation among the judges.

Yang Xue couldn't help but sneer inwardly, muttering to herself:

"Hmph, it's more painful for this arrogant person to bow down than to lose her life."

"Fine... Victory is always earned, so I'll give you a way out."

Thinking of this, Yang Xue took a deep breath and suddenly stepped forward to speak:

"Judges, I have taken the liberty of considering your concerns."

"After all, our work is niche and still has many immature issues."

"You can't bear to see us leave the stage like this, and you really want to give us another chance."

"Therefore, you need more reasons to support your vote, right?"

Because of the microphone, the sound can be clearly transmitted to every place.

Everyone's attention was immediately drawn to Yang Xue's voice.

Even the director switched the camera's focus to Yang Xue's cool and delicate face.

Just as Zhang Wenhui was about to ask a question, she unexpectedly received a question from the other side.

It has to be said that Yang Xue is very good at maneuvering; with a few light words, she made Zhang Wenhui's hesitation seem sophisticated.

His words were not only full of humility and modesty, but also intended to help her regain the face she had lost.

Zhang Wenhui felt as refreshed as if she had eaten an ice-cold watermelon, and couldn't help but feel more favorably toward Yang Xue.

Dong An'an nodded slightly, inwardly praising:

"Don't let her young age fool you, she's a master at navigating social situations!"

"Those brats over there might not be able to learn this kind of talk even if they lived for another ten years!"

"Based on those two sentences, we've won this round!"

But Zhang Wenhui wouldn't let Yang Xue off the hook just because of a few kind words; instead, she smiled and replied:

"This contestant surnamed Yang is not only good-looking, but also very smart."

"That's right. Emotionally, I do prefer your work because it is novel and unique, and its theme is in line with current values."

"But as a judge, I am also under a lot of pressure. I need some sufficient reasons to give you this vote."

"Although I come from a dance background, I also have an understanding of and have studied music."

"Now I'll pose a question. If you can answer it, I'll vote for you!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Xue felt a sense of relief, but also a slight sense of unease.

"Since you're willing to interact with me, it's highly likely that things will work out."

"I imagine the questions raised won't be too difficult."

"But maybe not... Hopefully it won't be too difficult..."

Yang Xue's thoughts were racing at that moment, and she could even feel her heart pounding rapidly.

Zhang Wenhui suddenly asked:

"Although your work is very powerful, the lyrics are spoken too fast, and most of us didn't hear them clearly."

"Contestant, what are your thoughts on the unclear pronunciation in this song?"

This question was met with agreement both on-site and in the live broadcast room.

Many viewers had already raised this issue in the comments section before.

Some words really require a lot of careful listening to hear and understand them.

However, if you spend all your energy on deciphering the lyrics, you will definitely miss the process of experiencing the music.

Therefore, Zhang Wenhui's question is actually quite tricky.

She's the type to dig holes at both ends.

Either the music design is flawed, or the singer's pronunciation is unclear.

No matter which approach Yang Xue takes to solve the problem, the final result is still the drawback caused by her own lack of ability.

The problem is so obvious, it's perfectly reasonable not to approve it, right?

Many viewers in the live stream tried to empathize with the situation, but found that they couldn't solve it from their own perspective.

[Holy crap, this radical problem is a trap!]

[This problem has no solution, please send it to me!]

[The unclear pronunciation in the rap is meant to show off rapping speed, but the song's tempo isn't that fast.]

[Waaaaah, as Teacher Zhang's student, I totally sympathize with Ms. Yang. No matter how she answers, Teacher Zhang is always there, blocking her way...]

Seeing the thoughtful comments lingering in the screen, Yang Xue looked relaxed.

"Ha, if you asked them this question, they would definitely be stumped."

"But it doesn't mean anything to me!"

After thinking for a moment, Yang Xue stepped forward again and said:

"Teacher, the inaccurate pronunciation in this song was entirely intentional on our part."

Yang Xue added the word "们" very carefully, after all, it was a work she had reposted.

Hearing her answer, everyone facepalmed, thinking to themselves that things were going to turn bad and this vote was slipping away from her.

Sure enough, Zhang Wenhui smiled and continued asking questions:

"Oh? So, as a listener, if you have to spend energy trying to decipher the lyrics because you can't hear them clearly, wouldn't you be missing out on the beauty of the music...?"

"If I can't hear it clearly, I'll listen to it again!"

"Our creative goal has been achieved."

Yang Xue answered very frankly, looking somewhat naive.

ah...?

Hearing such an unconventional answer, everyone was completely baffled.

[Is this even allowed?]

What she said makes a lot of sense, but something still feels off...

I'm utterly speechless at this answer...

[Hey, hey, hey, this answer is a bit far-fetched, be serious!]

Seeing that the crowd was not satisfied, Zhang Wenhui remained silent and then continued to add:

"In fact, music is a unique language for us, and also a symbol."

"As excellent and idealistic creators, we all hope that our works are unique, one-of-a-kind, and possess their own distinctive symbols."

"Therefore, the type of rhyme, pronunciation, and rhythm design are particularly important."

"Just like in hip-hop rap, there are many unique pronunciations and rhythms. The design of this song is to downplay pronunciation and focus on rhythm and cadence."

After hearing this supplement, Zhang Wenhui nodded slightly, feeling that it made some sense.

Everyone agreed that this was the case.

Yang Xue breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that she had probably secured the vote.

Just when everyone thought the same thing, Zhang Wenhui suddenly asked:

"And what about the previous question...?"

What is the meaning of "fast" in music?

Yang Xue frowned slightly, inwardly thinking:

"Is this some kind of '100,000 Whys' game? Why do you have so many questions?!"