The whole audience stood up to clap and cheer for a guest, which is undoubtedly the greatest affirmation for a performer.
Qiao Qianmo's gaze swept over the entire audience and finally settled on Ou Jue sitting in the front row.
The young man was full of arrogance, his cold eyes as indifferent as ever, showing no trace of emotion.
At the moment, the lighting in the venue was extremely dim, making his distinct face appear faintly visible.
Even when sitting among so many people, he still exuded a supreme aura akin to a king.
Unfortunately... there wasn't any astonished or appreciative expression captured on Ou Jue's face.
Feeling a bit disappointed, yet Qiao Qianmo still smiled faintly, gracefully bowing to everyone as she took her curtain call.
The competition rules prohibited performers from making any voting appeals.
But just by bowing like this, Qiao Qianmo managed to move many of the public judges present to tears.
