Chuzheng turned around to look at the trio behind her.
Sheng Yan had his head down, the backstage light highlighting the edges of his profile, giving his features a soft, gentle appearance, looking rather well-behaved.
Chuzheng glanced at his drooping hair, her fingertips itching. Finally, she reached out her "evil hand" and ruffled it a couple of times. It was soft and smooth...
Soft, so soft...
Startled by the head pat, Sheng Yan raised his head in surprise.
He looked into Chuzheng's serious face, and blinked lightly, his clear eyes full of confusion.
Chuzheng maintained a straight face and said earnestly, "Good luck."
Sheng Yan was stunned for three seconds, then slowly smiled, "Yeah."
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For this competition, there were six judges in total, three were industry professionals, and the other three were popular singers.
Hua Huai went on stage before them, scoring quite high, temporarily ranking third.
