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“Contestant Yumi, do you need an accompaniment?” The judge looked at her with a smile. She Is the youngest contestant this year, and she was even a commoner selected by the public. She will probably be eliminated before she can survive the third round.

“Well... I don’t need the accompaniment. Can I sing now?” With the approval of the judges, Yumi slowly closed her eyes.

It was actually a Hail Mary? Who would sing such a song on such an occasion?

As soon as Yumi spoke, the expressions of the judges changed. Such a sweet and pure voice changes the atmosphere completely. If angels could sing, they must have such a voice.

The people watching from backstage were also a little surprised.

Xenia saw that Yumi was still submissive just now, but when the latter now sang, she was like a different person. This girl seems to be better than we thought!

Holy, pious, ethereal... Together with the flickering crown, she was like a holy princess praying under a church rose window.

“I like your concentration when you sing. You have a naturally good voice and looks. Don’t waste them.”

“Your singing is very good, but you lack an aura. You don’t have to be nervous when you go on stage next time; you’ll be more confident slowly.”

“Your style needs to be adjusted again. The crown isn’t bad. It would be better if you adjust the color system.”

“Thank you for your guidance, teachers. I will definitely... work harder next time,” Yumi whispered, not expecting to be the first contestant to advance.

It wasn’t until everyone went on stage that they realized that the so-called first contest stage was a selection of the top 25 contestants from 30 of them. In other words, five people would be eliminated.

The two performers before Yumi had already left the scene. She was the first to advance!

“Hello! Is this Miss Yumi? As the first contestant to advance in the New York division, what are you feeling now?”

“Why did you choose this song? Did you prepare it in advance?”

“What’s the backstage like? Can you share it with us?”

Yumi didn’t expect that there would be so many backstage interviews when the program team arranged for them to use this passageway. Because she was the first contestant to advance, the reporters-who had been waiting there for a long time-rushed forward like hungry tigers.

“Well... I still have... I...” There was a hint of panic in Yumi’s eyes, but these people had no intention of letting her go.

“How did you see Mr. Brandon’s special care for you?”

“I heard that the relationship between you two isn’t as good as it looks. Is that true?”

“Do you think you can reach the end? You should be one of the few newcomers present!”

The camera focused on Yumi as the crowd blocked her in a corner, completely oblivious to the ugly expression on her face.

Yumi began to tremble as her head hurt, and her vision was blurry. She felt like she couldn’t breathe...

Yumi searched her body as if looking for something. Before she could find it, she fell head first.

In the backstage preparation hall, Sharon saw a staff member carrying a box and went forward to ask. “Sorry to disturb you. Have all the contestants left the venue?”

“Huh? Of course, they’ve all left. Nobody is allowed to stay in the stage area or the preparation area.”

“Then, have you seen a little girl, about 1.63 meters tall, very thin...”

“There are so many contestants, and I’m not in charge of the backstage. How can I remember all of them?!” The staff glanced at Sharon. I’ve long heard that she doesn’t get along with Xenia, and just looking at her makes me feel annoyed.

After saying this, the staff member turned around and left the scene.

On the side, Yvette glanced at Sharon and smiled proudly. “Pfft, don’t even think about getting your crown back. Who would want someone else’s makeup to be better than theirs? It’s something that can’t be brought to the table. Don’t you know what her identity is? Her mother borrowed money to send her to learn music, and she’s hoping that she can get a big shot to pay off her father in the future. Then, the people on the Internet will dig up her identity. Her family is so poor, and her father owes a lot of gambling debts. You pretended to be kind to help her, but in the end, you were harmed by her?”

“You...” Gena glared at Yvette and wanted to rush forward and reason with her, but Sharon stopped her.

“I see. You’re prettier than her, have a good family, and are rich, so you know how to conduct yourself. Therefore, you have the right to bully others?”