The moment Han Ruoli walked onto the stage, several senior judges' eyes widened. They looked at each other and confirmed their guesses. They were about to stand up and bow, but were stopped by Han Ruoli's look.

"I want to perform, jazz drums." She spoke softly into the microphone. Her voice was not loud, but it reached everyone's ears through the microphone. The entire hall was quiet, and Han Ruoli's clear and beautiful voice seemed particularly pleasant to the ear, not at all obtrusive.

Han Ruoli strolled to the jazz drum, sat down slowly, and moved the drum sticks with her nimble fingers, turning them gently.

Beat the big drum, and the sound of "Peng" strikes everyone's hearts.

As the movements of the hands speed up, more and more tapping sounds form a tune.

"Peng——" The last word was finalized, and the lingering sound still echoed in the silent lobby. Everyone stared at Han Ruoli intently, but found that someone still looked leisurely.

"Bah, bang, bang..." After dozens of seconds of silence, bursts of warm and loud sounds finally erupted from the lobby. Applause came overwhelmingly, and even the judges couldn't help but applaud.

The scene got a little out of control, everyone shouted Han Ruoli's name.

Faced with this, Han Ruoli just smiled lightly without many movements or expressions.

Off the stage, Mu Xingying looked at the sharp-edged girl on the stage, a smile appeared on his lips, and even he himself didn't notice it...

"Everyone -" the host held the microphone and shouted loudly, trying to make people stop talking.

But it had no effect. Seeing this, Han Ruoli took the microphone and said, "Quiet."

The noisy voices disappeared and the crowd was gone. They stared at her blankly.

Han Ruoli tilted her head, smiled, and handed the microphone back to the host.

"The score given by the judges is - ten! Full marks~!"

"Ahem..." An older judge coughed lightly, "There is no doubt about Han Ruoli's level. Her strength is even dozens of times stronger than ours, so - we don't need to score at all.

You’re not qualified to rate either!”

The words shocked everyone. In the dark, Qin Yanmeng clenched her fists - Why! Why is Han Ruoli so perfect! Do you want me to give up Mr. Luo?! No! It's impossible! Han Ruoli...

"Ouch! Since I am here to compete and you are the judges, there is no need to say this! You have to treat me as a contestant!"

"Yes!" They lowered their heads, and one of the handsome young men stood up, "Ruoli, why do you want to participate in this kind of competition? Doesn't this lower your level?"

As soon as the words came out, everyone's expressions changed. Everyone could understand the meaning of these words. The music competition in Saint-Los was very low-level!

"Xiao, why did you say that?" Han Ruoli walked lightly towards the handsome guy who spoke, frowning slightly.

"I'm sorry!" Yuchixiao apologized unconvincingly.
Chapter completed!