"So the two of you big men are ganging up on one woman, is that it?" Li Zaixi, driven into a corner, stood up from the table with a slap, crossed her arms over her chest, and bore a look of "I, your empress, am furious."
Seeing this, the directorial team quickly turned off the microphones, interrupting the live broadcast, and sent someone over to mediate.
From a distance, Wen Meimei could not hear clearly what they were arguing about; she could only see that Li Zaixi's emotions were growing more and more agitated, as if she was about to start a fight.
Sigh... Why did all the bad luck have to come her way?
In the waiting room backstage, the other contestants began to gossip.
"The mentors are arguing, that Red Scarf has such guts."
"I think Red Scarf sang very well, I was moved anyway."
"Just so-so, there was no emotion in it. I don't think she sang as well as the King of Dance said she did, he exaggerated way too much."
