Obviously, Yi Shiqiong’s “Those two juniors and I have had some disagreements before”, as well as her normally kind persona successfully made Qiao Qing and Lin Xiyan the criminals in this situation. Nobody was looking at those two kindly.

  Against the cursing of an entire crowd, Qiao Qing remained expressionless. She didn’t even explain herself. Letting go of Lin Xiyan’s hand, she walked to the center of the stage.

  Everyone stared at her, confused. Even Yi Shiqiong herself wasn’t sure what she was pulling.

  Qiao Qing walked to Yi Shiqiong. Without even looking at her, she took over the zither and began to work on it.

  Yi Shiqiong watched in awe and forgot to get off the stage.

  Before long, Qiao Qing put the zither back where it belonged, “It’s fixed. Play.”


  Yi Shiqiong, “.……”


  Everyone else, “.……”


  Jun Yexuan’s chest trembled from his chuckling. Did his girl have to be so cute!

  Shi Yiqiong stood there awkwardly, not sure what to do.

  When she saw those two head backstage, she came up with a plan.

  She secretly damaged her zither when nobody was watching, and accused those two of doing it.

  Originally, she planned on using this opportunity to tarnish Qiao Qing and Lin Xiyan’s reputation. Not only will this help Fu Siying, but it will also please Fu Xiuyin.

  It would also make her feel better since Qiao Qing had stolen the attention she normally gets.

  Who knew that Qiao Qing knew how to fix a zither!

  Everyone in the audience was now exchanging glances and they felt suspicious.

  If Qiao Qing was the one who damaged the zither, why would she fix it?

  Yi Shiqiong stood there in awe for a long time. After some time, she finally said without much confidence, “You may know how to fix an instrument, but you do not know zither. Once it’s broken, it’s broken. It can never play music as beautifully as it originally did. I am a perfectionist. I rather not play at all if I cannot provide the audience the perfect experience.”


  After she spoke, Qiao Qing laughed.

  Her laughter made Yi Shiqiong’s face turn red. It was as if she had been violently humiliated.

  Qiao Qing didn’t look at her again. She lifted up her skirt a little and sat down on the stool.

  Everyone was now even more confused. Could it be that she knew how to play the zither too?

  Qiao Qing’s gaze landed on the strings. She lifted her hands and gently strummed them. The entire performance hall silenced.

  Next, a series of playful and magical notes spilled out from the zither and her fingers. The music echoed throughout the performance hall and struck everyone’s eardrums.

  Everyone’s face looked astonished. Yi Shiqiong’s face, however, turned ugly.

  How different was Qiao Qing’s music compared to Yi Shiqiong’s?

  Even those who were not professionals could tell that Qiao Qing played this instrument so much better!

  Yi Shiqiong was known as one of the top talented women in UCC. The reasons why were because of her position as an author and her skills in zither playing.

  These days, the nation promoted western culture. Knowing how to play the piano or the violin was common.

  It was, however, rare for people to know how to play the zither. It was even rarer for people to play it well.

  Yi Shiqiong was one of those people.

  During every big event the university hosted, she always plays the zither as the closing performance.

  Her zither was her signature. To everyone here, she was the best.

  Therefore, when she said what she said just now, nobody doubted her.

  Everyone was used to listening to Yi Shiqiong play and knew her level. Compared to Qiao Qing, however, it became obvious who was superior!

  “What the hell! I’ve never heard such beautiful zither playing! She’s much better Yi Shiqiong, okay?!” Someone could no longer contain himself and heavily complimented.