Elena doesn't care about winning or losing.

But there was a man who was shaking his face while cheering the audience.

That is to run out first to provoke Vienna.

At this moment, his face turned black like the bottom of the pot, he pursed the corners of his lips, grabbed the handrail on the seat with both hands, and the blue veins on the back of his hands were bulging.

No one needs to determine that he has lost.

But he and Nie Mi are internationally renowned music masters of about the same magnitude. After this incident, he could foresee that he would be ridiculed by his peers for a long time.

Vienna was having difficulty breathing and suddenly ran into a pair of unruly eyes.

The girl on the stage put away her finger condoms and was looking at him carelessly.

Vienna's whole body was stiff for some reason and she didn't dare to move in the other party's sight, as if she was suppressed by the other party's momentum. Her neck was heavier than a thousand pounds, and it was difficult to rotate.

Qiao Nian packed up her finger condoms, stood up, and stood on the stage with her hands in her pockets, facing the blond middle-aged man, slightly raised her chin.

"Did you understand?"

“This is the top music.”

"..." The middle-aged man's face was hard to see.

No one at the scene expected Qiao Nian to be so tough, so he directly raised his chin and slapped the so-called foreign masters on the front, but this behavior also made many people angry.

Someone on the stage took advantage of the chaos to whistle loudly.

The whistle "swish~" sounded like a slap in the face, slapped the middle-aged man in the face. He grabbed the handrail harder and blood vessels in his neck burst out.

A fairly white face turned into a pig's liver. He didn't dare to look back at the hundreds of viewers behind him, but only dared to look at the girls on the stage with angry eyes.

Haitong behind him was angry when she saw this scene, clenched her fists and said, "She is too much, right? These people are too. The Vienna masters are world-renowned music masters. How could they be so rude!"

Elena didn't even look at her, and said indifferently: "The success and the king will fail."

Haitong turned her head with a little surprised look: "Aina, aren't you angry?"

Elena felt the gaze around her and then reluctantly looked back at her. Feng Qingyuntan asked back: "Why am I angry?"

"?"

Haitong doesn't understand yet.

"She said that Vienna Master..."

Elena pulled the corner of her mouth and pulled out a sarcastic arc, and then quickly pressed it down. She probably didn't want to explain it to the idiot, so she just said perfunctorily: "Tutor Sogra didn't teach us to be able to afford to lose, I just followed the teachings of the tutor."

"But I think you and the Vienna master did not lose. Their one was just a good atmosphere. In terms of skills, you didn't lose to her at all."

"You are clearly the top technique."

Haitong unconsciously pulled out her voice.

She herself didn't notice that she was too loud, and many people actually heard her conversation with Elena.

Especially when she was accusing Qiao Nian of that part.

She was too excited.

Too loud to say!

The audience in the front row who heard the sound looked back at her, only Haitong himself did not notice: "She just won on the instrument, and she was not as good as your skills."

"Haitong?" Ye Lan called her name.

The indignant girl noticed that Ye Lan was sitting in the front row, and panicked, and soon calmed down without realizing that she had done something wrong.

She greeted Ye Lan like nothing happened: "Aunt Ye."
Chapter completed!