Ye Xiaohui was focused on the competition throughout.
From the very beginning to the present, it felt like watching an exciting drama unfold.
She glanced at Tang Shu again and saw that the person involved emanated one word:
Embarrassed.
Cheng Ranran didn't catch the exchange of looks between the two, and after listening for a while, her thoughts were still somewhat confused.
"Wait, you just said she's not on the ranking list, so what are these people challenging for? Even if they win, their own ranking won't move up, right?"
"It won't, but... she is the judge of the calligraphy and painting competition."
In previous years, the judges of the calligraphy and painting competition had always been masters featured on the front pages of various leaderboards, who were deeply respected by the competitors, so naturally there were no objections.