"I respect and admire them for being able to adhere to the competition's spirit and principles under such circumstances, and I disdain even more those who disregard fairness and justice."
"As a judge, one must live up to the fairness of the competition, to the audience present, to the competitors, and to the efforts of the staff working on the event. Instead of letting personal interests ruin it all and render so many people's efforts futile."
"Months of hard work, all destroyed at this moment!" An Haiyin shouted loudly.
The dissatisfaction and resentment in the audience's hearts were ignited by An Haiyin's words.
"Yes! We all want a perfect ending!"
"Give us back our final!"
"Zhuang Ming Yan, apologize!"
"Zhuang Ming Yan, step down!"
Zhuang Ming Yan listened to An Haiyin's words, her face clouded over.
She didn't expect that An Haiyin, as a host, was supposed to moderate the scene and control the situation.
Instead, she was the first to openly express her dissatisfaction.
