Mu Chenxi was the first to perform on stage.
Mr. Mu indeed loved his daughter a lot. Not only did he give her a chance to perform in front of so many bigshots from different industries, but he also invited many reporters to live-stream her performance.
The cameras of the reporters flashed nonstop, and the number of viewers in the live-stream room was increasing with every passing second.
The blue-and-red light on the stage had a dreamy effect, and there was a luxurious piano in front of Mu Chenxi.
The lights in the hall dimmed, and a single beam of light shone on Mu Chenxi.
The song that Mu Chenxi played was one of the 10 greatest piano pieces, âMariage dâamourâ. When the brightest light fell on her, everyone could not help feeling attracted to her.
The wooden bench was entwined with green vines, and her white dress swayed with the evening breeze.
When the first note fell, the hall was filled with a soothing melody.
Well, Mu Chenxi was a good piano player indeed. Truthfully, most of the girls in Yu City who had the same family background as Mu Chenxi were sent by their families to practice piano from a young age to gild the lily and raise their personal value.
After the song ended, a round of applause erupted in the hall. Even the viewers in the live-stream room were amazed by Mu Chenxiâs performance.
[Well⦠Sheâs pretty good.]
[OMG! Xixi is so gifted! She knows everything! I canât think of anything that she doesnât know!]
[She looks so gorgeous in that dress. Itâs no wonder that people call her goddess!]
[Chenxi is considered new in the entertainment industry, but sheâs far better than some people who keep implying that theyâre a literary giant.]
[Well, I didnât know why so many people liked her in the past, but now I know. Sheâs really pretty as a goddess!]
Most of the viewers had been about to criticize Mu Chenxiâs appearance after reading the post on Weibo, but they all changed their view after her piano performance.
Mr. Mu nodded in satisfaction.
Mu Chenxiâs piano and dance performance was interspersed with violin performances by the companyâs other artists and smoke.
The emcee then went on the stage.
âIâm sorry, but can you hand me the microphone?â Mu Chenxi suddenly appeared and took the microphone from the emcee.
As everyone watched on in confusion, Mu Chenxi said, âAlthough I have been practicing piano for 10 years, my skills are only halfway decent, and I didnât do that piano piece justice.â
âDonât talk like that, Ms. Mu. Your piano skills are superb, and we truly enjoyed your performance,â a director sitting in the first row said.
âThatâs right. Youâre an actor, and I think itâs already very good that youâre willing to practice the piano.â
âI can say for sure that no one else in this hall can play better than Ms. Mu!â
âI donât think any girls her age are better artists than Ms. Mu, let alone piano players. If my memory serves me right, Ms. Mu went abroad to perform at the famous Green Concert Hall the other day, right?â
These people were Mr. Muâs friends, so they praised Mu Chenxi from the bottom of their hearts.
Smiling faintly, Mu Chenxi ran her fingers across the piano keys as she stared at Fu Zhi. âYes, with my best friend, Chuwan. However, thereâs someone whoâs better than us at playing the piano, and that person is Fu Zhi.â
âFu Zhi who?â
Mu Chenxi then pointed at Fu Zhi, and the staff shone the light on Fu Zhi, who was sitting not far away.
The smile on Mu Chenxiâs face grew wider. She cocked her head and added, âWe have so many guests and friends from the TV station here with us today. I apologize for not being able to perform to the best of my abilities for you guys, so why donât we ask Fu Zhi to come on stage and show us some of her skills?â
Jiang Zong turned around to look at Fu Zhi. There was no expression on Fu Zhiâs face as she raised her brows and asked, âYou want me to perform on the stage?
âIâm sorry, but have you forgotten that Iâm also one of your guests? Donât you think it isâ¦â
As everyone was waiting for Fu Zhi to finish her sentence, she kicked the back of Jiang Zongâs chair and said, âMr. Jiang, youâre also one of their guests. Will you perform for them if they ask you to?â
Most of them did not notice the first two times Fu Zhi kicked Jiang Zongâs chair, but all of them saw it now.
âHow dare Fu Zhi kick Jiang Zongâs chair? Does she have a death wish?â
Jiang Zong had not expected Fu Zhi to kick his chair for the third time.
There was a group of people in the world that would poison your mind and soften your heart with sweet words in order to get what they wanted. When they already had what they yearned for, their attitude would change drastically and theyâd kick you away.
Fu Zhi was this kind of person.
Although Jiang Zong was angry, he could not shout at Fu Zhi. Thus, he turned to Mu Chenxi and snarled, âPerform for them? Who the hell do they think they are?â
Fu Zhi was in a bad mood because she had not gone skiing with her mother. Thus, sheâd decided to go all out against Mu Chenxi. As for Jiang Zong⦠Well, he was always in a bad mood.
Mu Chenxi froze on the stage. She had not expected Fu Zhi to pull this on her. It was like she was telling her it was her responsibility to perform for them, and if she wanted them to perform for her, there was no way.
Mu Chenxiâs face was livid with rage, but she could not do anything on a big occasion like this. Thus, she squeezed a few drops of tears out of her eyes and said before she went off the stage, âThatâs not what I meant. I just wanted to pave the way for Fu Zhi because it seems to me that she wants to become an actor. If she doesnât want to perform in front of everyone, then I wonât insistâ¦â
Xu Tongtong then chimed in, âThatâs right, thatâs right. Fu Zhi, youâve misunderstood Chenxi. Besides, we just want you to perform on stage. Itâs not like we want you to sell yourself like in ancient times. Could you not know how to play the piano? Is that why you refuse to perform in front of everyone?â
âWho told you that she doesnât know how to play the piano, huh?â Song Fang shot up from his seat and interrupted her. âOur Sister Zhi knows everything there is to know in the world, and sheâs a million times better than Mu Chenxi at playing the piano!â
The other actors and actresses from the Mu Family rolled their eyes when they heard what Song Fang had said. They all then chimed in to defend Mu Chenxi and said, âLet her go up there and show us what sheâs got then. If she refuses to do it, then it means she doesnât know how to play the piano at all.â
âMs. Mu has been practicing the piano for more than 10 years, and now youâre telling me that Fu Zhi is better than her? Thatâs the funniest joke Iâve ever heard. Ms. Mu, are you sure what you heard about her is the truth and not just some kind of rumor?â
âMs. Mu is just being modest. Itâs not that I look down on Fu Zhi, but sheâs not on the same level as Ms. Mu!â
The tips of Fu Zhiâs brows twitched, and just as a bad hunch rose from the bottom of her heart, she heard Song Fang say, âOkay then! I choose you, Sister Zhi! Letâs show them what weâre made of!â
Fu Zhi shook her head and sighed. She knew it had been a bad decision to come to the gathering. Whenever she pulled herself out of a trap set by Mu Chenxi, Song Fang, the best teammate in the world, would push her back into the trap.
A round of applause rang out, as everyone couldnât wait any longer to see Fu Zhiâs performance.
Everyone who played the piano had an indescribable air about them.
Mu Chenxi could not sense the same air from Fu Zhi, so she assumed that Fu Zhi did not know how to play any musical instrument. She did not want her to lay her fingers on the piano, so she asked, âI wonder what kind of instrument you know how to play, Fu Zhi?â
âThe suona,â Fu Zhi replied.
Everyone was petrified.
Fu Zhi then looked around her. There were the Mu Family, the Ouyang Family, the Wu Family, and Gu Min.
Nice. All of them had come here to cause her trouble, so she did not like them.
The smile on Mu Chenxiâs face froze. âWhat, what did you say?â
She wanted to see Fu Zhi humiliate herself, but playing the suona on an occasion like this? Itâs not like someone had died!
âYouâre kidding, right, Fu Zhi?ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Mu Chenxi was certain that if Fu Zhi really came up on stage and played the suona in front of everyone, her father would not let her off the hook.
âJust what kind of demon is she?!â
Even Jiang Zong nearly had a heart attack when he heard what Fu Zhi had said. He turned his head and asked, his voice laced with disbelief, âYou know how to play the suona?â
Then, he suddenly thought of something and added, âDid you learn the suona so that you could send your father on his way when he died and inherit his property and assets?â
Fu Zhi was speechless.
âI know you want to get my attention, but can you please hold your horses and stop being so imaginative?â
There was no way Mr. Mu would let Fu Zhi play the suona there. He went up to Fu Zhi and said, âItâs fine, Ms. Fu. Youâre our guest, so you donât have to perform for us. You can just sit here and let them perform for you.â
Fu Zhi looked at him apathetically and said, âItâs too late.â