"If anyone tries to renege, I’ll upload this video online. People who go back on their word will face the contempt of the whole nation."
"Miss Yi, isn’t this bet too big? Both are well-known figures, doing this is rather undignified, isn’t it?" Dongfang Yi frowned and said.
Yi Peilan sneered, "In your heart, you couldn’t wait for this to happen, and might even clap in approval. Why pretend to be gracious and kind now? Aren’t you tired of acting like this?"
Dongfang Yi’s face tensed up, and she said solemnly, "Miss Yi, please watch your words."
Yi Peilan rolled her eyes, "Fine, let’s pretend I didn’t say that. Let’s hurry up and start. So people can’t wait anymore."
The one who couldn’t wait was naturally Song Jinwen.
Yan Xing was anxiously pacing around, "The stakes are too high, what should I do? I’m going to cause trouble for Sister Yun Ya."
Yan Hua was equally helpless, how did things reach this point? This group of won are like ravenous tigers, how did Yun Ya provoke them?
Yan Xing suddenly stood up, resolute, and said, "It was I who asked Sister Yun Ya to compete. If she loses, I’ll take responsibility for the consequences."
In that mont, Yan Xing’s image suddenly appeared tall and imposing. Yan Hua looked at her with disbelief, then smiled with relief; Xingxing indeed bears responsibility.
Yan Xing was also very scared inside, but she couldn’t let Sister Yun Ya bear the burden for her. She regretted it deeply now.
ng Junci looked at her in shock; the Yan Xing she knew wasn’t like this, playful and mischievous, just an immature girl. Since when had she beco so responsible? To think she would go to such lengths for Ji Yunya...
Since Ji Yunya arrived, Yan Xing constantly called her Sister Yun Ya, completely casting aside her Sister Ah Ci. Before, she would cling to her like a shadow, yet now she seldom saw her. At first, she felt it was peaceful, but now... her heart was filled with an emotion called jealousy.
Now even Yan Xing stood by her side, Ji Yunya, how much more do you want to steal from ?
She glanced at Ji Yunya’s stomach, her eyes flickered with a trace of madness.
Song Jinwen sneered, "Yan Xing, are you so eager for a naked run? But sorry, I’m not interested in your naked body. You’re just a little brat, nothing worth seeing. You should go eat more papayas to replenish."
"Song Jinwen... it’s who wants to compete with you, Sister Yun Ya is only substituting for . If we lose, I’ll bear the consequences." Yan Xing clenched her fists and said.
Yi Peilan glanced at Yan Xing and laughed, "Miss Yan has courage and responsibility, much admired...."
"Xingxing." Yun Ya spoke softly.
"I’m not soone who can’t afford to lose."
"But Sister Yun Ya...." Yan Xing wanted to say more, but Yun Ya interrupted her, turning to smile at Song Jinwen, "Miss Song, can we start?"
"Of course." Song Jinwen’s lips curled into a smug smile, her hands fell onto the keys, and the first note sounded.
D minor, a free sonata form, strings rippled, both hands played an extended lody in octaves.
Whereas Ji Yunya hadn’t started yet.
Song Jinwen proudly raised her eyebrows, sitting there like a peacock, her fingers more nimbly falling onto the keys.
Just as she was about to enter a dazzling section, a sudden sharp sound "clang" resonated, startling her for a mont, and the whole audience couldn’t help but shudder, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable.
A more intense piece than Song Jinwen’s rang out, with Ji Yunya’s hands flying, not looking at the sheet music, her eyes closed, everything seed instinctual, a series of high-pitched music was born from her fingers, directly chasing Song Jinwen.
Song Jinwen was shocked and infuriated; Ji Yunya could indeed play, though slightly unrefined, but as they say, an expert shows skill when they take action, Ji Yunya was clearly an expert...
This was the mont when distraction was most dangerous, Song Jinwen dared not think much further, focusing entirely on the piece.
The people present listened with headaches. Ordinary people couldn’t appreciate such music, but it didn’t stop them from being amazed by Ji Yunya’s skillful fingering, no less impressive than Song Jinwen’s; truly, Ji Yunya seed to be a master of hiding her true strength...
Mo Pianpian smiled as she leaned closer to Yi Peilan, "You’re right, Song Jinwen has hit a dead end this ti."
Yi Peilan smiled looking at Ji Yunya, "Trust my judgnt, it won’t be wrong."
Dongfang Yi frowned slightly, her eyes on Ji Yunya, secretly clenching her fists. She really underestimated this woman, she kept a hidden trump card.
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