But there was one person whose face turned black as the audience cheered.
That is to come out and provoke Vienna first.
At this moment, his face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, his mouth was pursed, and his hands were firmly grasping the armrests of the seat, with veins bulging on the backs of his hands.
He doesn't need anyone to judge that he has lost.
But he and Nie Mi are both internationally renowned music masters of similar magnitude. After this incident, he can foresee that he will be laughed at by his peers for a long time.
Vienna was having difficulty breathing when he suddenly met a pair of unruly eyes.
The girl on the stage put away her finger cots and was looking at him casually.
Vienna didn't know why, but his whole body froze, and he didn't dare to move in the other's sight. He seemed to be suppressed by the opponent's momentum. His neck weighed more than a thousand pounds, and it was difficult to move.
Qiao Nian packed up her finger cots, stood up, stood on the stage with her hands in her pockets, facing the direction of the blond, blue-eyed middle-aged man, and raised her chin slightly.
"Do you understand?"
"This is top music."
"..." The middle-aged man's face was expressionless.
No one at the scene expected Qiao Nian to be so bold, directly raising his chin and confronting the so-called foreign master, but this behavior also made many people feel bad.
Someone on the stage took advantage of the chaos and blew a loud whistle.
The whistle of "咻~" was like a slap in the face, slapping the middle-aged man on the face. He gripped the armrest harder, and the blood vessels in his neck bulged.
A relatively fair face turned the color of pig liver. He didn't dare to look back at the hundreds of spectators behind him. He only dared to look at the girls on the stage with angry eyes.
Haitong behind him was furious when he saw this scene. He clenched his fists and said, "Is she going too far? These people are too. The Viennese master is a world-renowned music master. How can they be so rude!"
Elena didn't even look at her and said quietly: "The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit."
Haitong turned his head with slightly surprised eyes: "Aina, aren't you angry?"
Elena felt the gazes around her and reluctantly looked back at her. Feng Qingyundan asked back: "Why should I be angry?"
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Haitong still doesn't understand.
"That's what she said about the Viennese master..."
Elena twitched the corner of her mouth and made a mocking arc, then quickly suppressed it. She probably didn't want to explain to the idiot, so she just said perfunctorily: "Teacher Sugra didn't teach us to be able to afford to lose, I just followed the teacher's teachings.
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"But I don't think you lost to the Viennese master. They just created a better atmosphere. In terms of skills, you didn't lose to her at all."
"You clearly have the best skills."
Haitong unconsciously raised her voice.
She didn't realize that her voice was too loud, and many people actually heard her conversation with Elena.
Especially the part where she was blaming Qiao Nian.
She was too emotional.
You spoke too loudly!
Those in the front row who heard the sound turned to look at her. Only Haitong didn't realize it: "She is only good at playing musical instruments, and she is not as good at it as you."
"Haitong?" Ye Lan called her name.
Only then did the indignant girl notice that Ye Lan was sitting in the front row. She panicked for a moment, but quickly calmed down without realizing that she had done something wrong.
She greeted Ye Lan like a normal person: "Aunt Ye."
Seeing her like this, Ye Lan had a lot to say, but couldn't say it in front of everyone. He pursed his lips and looked at her solemnly.