The man's Chinese carried a slight accent, but it did not hinder understanding.
With a cold and merciless voice, he delivered a heavy blow to Qin Xiangge.
Qin Xiangge's face turned pale inch by inch, almost unable to stand upright.
"A gentle and delicate nocturne, yet you played it as though rushing to a date in frustration. This candidate, I find it hard to believe you have a Level 10 certificate."
This was ruthless criticism, pulling no punches.
Qin Xiangge's teeth gripped her lower lip tightly, tears welling up in her eyes.
The female judge next to him couldn't stand any longer and interjected, "Pearl, this Candidate Qin, despite her youth, has already obtained a Level 10 certificate. The purpose of holding this competition is to uncover their potential and provide them a free platform to showcase themselves. Such harsh criticism completely contradicts the intent of the competition. We should focus on encouragement, not strike at their confidence."
