Chapter 27 Does it hurt to be slapped in the face?
"Miss Rong, please start, we are all waiting for your amazing performance!"
Qian Zhaozhao finished speaking with a smile on his face and took the position she had just taken, next to Mo Chifeng.
She just performed a violin solo, does Rong Lingling want to compete with her?
Her violin skills are few among her peers. Did Rong Lingling decide to be her foil with this plan?
It can be regarded as a recognition.
With her vanity satisfied, she was as arrogant as a swan, wishing she could stretch her neck to tell the world how good she was.
She didn't notice Mo Chifeng taking a step back without leaving any trace.
"Mr. Mo, did you also like my violin solo just now?" Qian Zhaozhao's eyes were bright and he looked up at Mo Chifeng's face.
Although she really dislikes looking up to others, the person in front of her is Mo Chifeng, the person she is most satisfied with so far, so she can bear it.
It's not like she didn't hear what Mo Chifeng said to the young rich lady just now, but she felt that she was definitely not included among the "shameless" people he called.
She, Qian Zhaozhao, has always been successful in interpersonal communication.
"I was just thinking about something and didn't pay attention." His eyes were all focused on the Patek Philippe luxury watch in his hand, and he only knew that a vague figure named "Miss Qian" was speaking to him.
Didn't you pay attention?
Qian Zhaozhao didn't doubt that he was there, but he just felt sorry.
It's a pity that the timing of my performance was not good, so that Mo Chifeng could not notice her excellence.
At this time, Rong Lingling's violin solo has also begun.
The music she played was the famous violin piece "The Joy of Love".
When the music started playing, there were still people in the banquet hall who looked down upon her, thinking that she was just trying to force herself on. However, when the music was halfway through, they couldn't help but be intoxicated by it.
The whole song is divided into three sections, with a cheerful and romantic mood. Rong Linngling's superb skills bring out the mood of the whole piece to its fullest.
Her movements are elegant and her violin is graceful and gorgeous. The two are perfectly combined. No one can rashly say no to her success.
When the music ended, Rong Linngling returned the violin to Qian Zhaozhao with a gentle smile, "Are you satisfied?"
Qian Zhaozhao muttered, unable to speak.
She thought Rong Lingling was humiliating herself, but she didn't expect that she was just slapping her in the face.
"Don't the rumors say that you have wasted all the things you learned before? Could it be that... they are all false?" Someone raised a question.
One stone stirs up a thousand waves.
Rong Linngling's violin skills are higher than Qian Zhaozhao's. Doesn't this mean that the rumors that have been circulating in the imperial capital are all false?
But who exactly spread these rumors, no one has any impression.
I once thought it was groundless, but I didn't expect that it was because people's hearts were not as old as they were.
This is to put a stain on Rong Lingling's back, to harm her!
"It's half true and half false. I just returned to China and haven't heard any rumors about me." Her tone was very calm, as if it didn't matter to her.
In fact, she had heard these things from the beginning, but she didn't want to clarify them all at once.
The person behind the scenes managed to do this with great difficulty. It would be boring if she let that person's hopes fail so easily.
She hasn't had enough fun yet, so the days ahead are long.
"Miss Qian, can you step aside? You've taken my place."
Qian Zhaozhao said nothing and glared at her as he passed by.
From now on, Qian Zhaozhao and Rong Linling will be at odds with each other!
Rong Lingling pretended not to notice, looked straight ahead, and said rudely, "Does it hurt to hit some people in the face?"