Cannon fodder fake master was stunned after being reborn

Chapter 12

"If he can only get F when he sang like that, then I'm done."

"God, I'm so nervous."

The discussion was so intense that even Jian Xingsui's roommate Wen Shengge got close to Shen Xingchen and whispered, "Brother Chen, what grade do you think he will get?"

Shen Xingchen didn't dare to say anything else, but the Shen family and the Fu family had a very deep friendship. Once, Shen Xingchen's mother had joked that if there was another youngest child in their family, she would have accepted Fu Jinxiao as a son-in-law. The two families were still able to join an in-law relationship because the youngest child was indeed born, but it turned out that child died as soon as she was born. This matter became taboo in the Shen family, and no one dared to mention it.1

Later, although the marriage was not formed, the friendship between the two families was still there, especially the relationship between his elder brother Shen Minglang and Fu Jinxiao was very close. So somehow, Shen Xingchen still had some understanding of Fu Jinxiao.

Hearing Wen Shengge's question, Shen Xingchen said, "I think, it depends on the situation."

Wen Shengge: "What do you mean?"

"Brother Fu probably won't give too high marks." Shen Xingchen replied.

Wen Shengge was a little puzzled: "Why?"

Shen Xingchen hadn't spoken yet when mentor Li, who was in charge of hosting on the stage not far away, had already obtained the results. He held the microphone and coughed a few times: "Okay, now let's announce the results, Jian Xingsui, your final rating result is..."

The lights at the scene dimmed all of a sudden.

Teacher Li went silent for a moment making everyone anxious to death. Many people were looking forward to the results.

Jian Xingsui's hand holding the microphone tightened. Teacher Li smiled slightly and continued, "Congratulations, your final rating result is ...................C."

There was an uproar over the entire venue.

About this result, some people thought it was high, some people thought it was low. Some people even thought that Jian Xingsui was really lucky to get a C by only singing a song without dancing.

On the stage, Jian Xingsui was stunned for a moment, then bowed: "Thank you, mentor."

Tuya picked up the microphone and said, "This result is the result of our discussion together. There is a reason for rating you this level. Do you want to know?"

Jian Xingsui was sincere: "I want to."

Tuya stopped talking and she looked sideways at Fu Jinxiao.

Film emperor Fu was not going to speak, but Tuya had already said so, so he still picked up the microphone. This was the first time he had a direct conversation with Jian Xingsui. His voice was lazy and elegant: "Do you know why you got JUST C ?"

"JUST" this word was very subtle.

The subtext was, I think your skill should not have only gotten a C, but it could have been higher.

The people at the scene were all comprehensible people, and they immediately heard the actual meaning of this sentence. Therefore, many people looked at Jian Xingsui with some envy in their eyes.

"Because you have the wrong thoughts about this stage." Fu Jinxiao saw Jian Xingsui's nervous appearance, and said slowly: "The thought I'm talking about is not about you ​​competing for 20,000 yuan."

Jian Xingsui was a little puzzled. He didn't understand, if it wasn't for the 20,000 yuan, what would it be?

Fu Jinxiao said: "The problem with you was that when you came to the stage, you did not perform with the idea of ​​winning, but with the thought that you would be eliminated."