Program scene.

The applause finally subsided.

"Okay, I wish you all the best, Mr. Xiaopang, the three winners of Snow Fox, and the two contestants No. 1 and No. 10. Although you didn't advance, you both got 104 votes tonight. This is already a very excellent result. The audience will remember you and this stage will remember you! Now, please give them the applause!"

There was applause in my palm again.

The two players could only take off their masks and leave the field with regret.

"Now, I solemnly announce that the winner of the first game of the "Mask Singer" preliminary competition, Snow Fox No. 7, Mr. Xiao Fat No. 10, and our No. 9 player mrs.d! Congratulations!"

The music started, and the audience burst into warm applause again.

"Don't be excited, don't forget that I have comments from our Master Mu here!" He Qifeng took out the half-folded white paper from his pocket and raised it high in the air. "Now, let's reveal the answer."

He slowly unfolded the paper, pushed the camera over, and all his eyes moved, locking on the white paper in He Qifeng's hand where Mu Jinbai wrote comments.

The paper unfolds, showing beautiful handwriting, without extra language, only one number—

10 points!

Wow—

Thunderous applause resounded throughout the scene again.

Jun Qing turned his face and was also a little surprised to see the score Mu Jinbai gave him.

Mu Jinbai, who has always been harsh, actually gave her a full mark, which Jun Qing himself dared not imagine.

She raised her eyes naturally and looked in the direction of Mu Jinbai.

The latter was also applauding her, noticing her gaze, he nodded to her from afar, curling the corners of his lips, and smiling back to her.

There was appreciation and encouragement in that smile.

Jun Qing read out the meaning of the other person's eyes, bent down solemnly, and owed him to the other person.

"mrs.d!" He Qifeng came over and handed her the microphone, "As the only contestant who got full marks tonight, what do you want to say to everyone?"

"To be honest, I was really surprised." Jun Qing took the microphone and looked around. "Thank you very much. I will work harder and live up to everyone's trust and support for me."

"Okay, we also thank all the contestants tonight for giving us such a wonderful performance. At the same time next week, the second preliminary round of "Fake King Singer" will be held. See you again!"

The program came to an end amid applause.

Jun Qing and the other two advanced players returned to the backstage and walked into the lounge.

Zhao Yiyi looked at her excitedly, enduring her crying hard, but her chest was fluctuating violently.

Seeing the little girl's pitiful appearance, Jun Qing couldn't bear it.

He walked over, reached out to circle her waist and back, and patted her on her back.

"Don't hold it over, cry!"

Zhao Yiyi could no longer hold it back and cried out loud.

"Sister Jun, I... I'm so happy... I can't help it!"

Feeling that she was almost venting, Jun Qing reached out to straighten her, took a tissue to wipe her tears.

"I see!"

Buzz —

In the safe, the vibrating sound of the cell phone came.

"By the way!" Zhao Yiyi wiped her face, "Sister Jun, your phone has ringed several times."

cell phone?

So late, who is looking for her?

Thinking of Emperor Lin, Jun Qing's heart suddenly became tight.

Just so happened that the staff came in and saw that the other party opened the safe. Jun Qing grabbed the phone out.

Sure enough, several missed calls were displayed on the screen.
Chapter completed!