The heart of the king of the net pleases you

Chapter 41 Can She Do It?
The heated discussion just now fell silent the moment Qingqian's name appeared.

Immediately afterwards, it became heated again, but the content of the discussion has completely changed.

"Qingqian Sakuraba? Is she okay?"

"Who knows, anyway, since we've known each other for so long, I can see that she is just a vase who can only run behind Atobe-kun." The man's tone couldn't tell whether it was contempt or ridicule.

"No wonder Lin Fusu got so close to her before, so they wanted to rehearse together," a female classmate interjected, "Let me just say, Lin Fusu, who is so desolate and dignified, can have such bad eyesight." Shang Yingting Qingqian is such a difficult woman."

"That's right, I was so scared that I thought they were together," another female classmate said with joy in her voice, "I regretted it for a while, but now it seems that our Lord Fusu still has a good vision. It’s just out of desperation.”

"Yeah, that's right."

"You said that Sakuraba Qingqian performed on stage this time, is it because he wants to use some new method to seduce and lure Mr. Suzubu?"

"It's very possible..."

There were endless discussions like this, but she was not in the mood to listen to it, she was so nervous right now.

When Qingqian opened the pipa bag and took out the pipa, her fingers trembled nervously, she took a few deep breaths, suddenly her shoulders sank, Qingqian turned her head and met Lin Fusu's eyes.

"Don't be nervous, believe in yourself." After speaking, Lin Fusu walked towards the podium first.

Qingqian took another deep breath, calmed down and put on the nail cover specially designed for playing the pipa, holding the pipa and walking towards the podium behind Lin Fusu.

"The performance is about to start, please keep quiet." Chen Jingzhi interrupted the endless discussion below.

Qingqian hugged the pipa and sat on the chair brought in beforehand, casually tested the timbre and walking procedure, then nodded slightly to Lin Fusu, Lin Fusu returned a smile, Qingqian straightened her expression, slender His fingers plucked on the strings of the pipa.

When Qingqian started to play, she suddenly became less nervous, and put all her mind into the piece in front of her, and put all her emotions into her fingers.

The music that flows out from the light-white fingers is sometimes like cracking silk, sometimes like pearls walking on a jade plate, and sometimes like the sound of fine jade objects colliding.

Seeing this, Lin Fusu was secretly relieved, while Chen Jingzhi kept nodding, as expected, she was right.

(End of this chapter)