Elena doesn't care about winning or losing.
But there was one person whose face turned completely black amid the cheers of the audience.
That is to run out and provoke Vienna first.
At this moment, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He pursed his lips, and grasped the armrests of the seat tightly with both hands, with veins bulging on the back 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 level. After this incident, he can foresee that he will be laughed at by his peers for a long time to come.
Vienna was having difficulty breathing when he suddenly met a pair of defiant eyes.
The girl on the stage put away her finger gloves and looked at him nonchalantly.
Vienna didn't know why his whole body froze and he dared not move in the other person's sight, as if he was suppressed by the other person's momentum. His neck felt heavier than a thousand pounds and it was difficult to turn it.
Qiao Nian packed up his finger gloves, stood up, put his hands in his pockets and stood on the stage, facing the blond and blue-eyed middle-aged man, with his chin slightly raised.
"do you understand?"
“This is top-notch music.”
“…” The middle-aged man’s expression became extremely ugly.
No one at the scene expected Qiao Nian to be so tough, directly raising his chin and confronting the so-called foreign master head-on, but this behavior also made many people vent their anger.
Someone on the stage took advantage of the chaos to whistle loudly.
The whistle sounded like a slap on the middle-aged man's face. He held the handrail even tighter, and the blood vessels in his neck bulged.
His relatively fair face turned red like liver. He didn't dare look back at the hundreds of audience members behind him. He could only stare at the girl on the stage with angry eyes.
Hai Tong behind him was furious when she saw this scene. She clenched her fist and said, "She's going too far, isn't she? These people are too. The Vienna Master is a world-renowned music master. How can they be so rude!"
Elena didn't even look at her and said calmly, "The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit."
Haitong turned her head with a slightly surprised look: "Aina, aren't you angry?" Elena felt the gazes around her, and reluctantly turned back to look at her, and asked calmly: "Why should I be angry?"
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Haitong still doesn't understand.
"She said that about the Viennese Master..."
Elena pulled the corners of her mouth to draw a mocking arc, and then quickly suppressed it. She probably didn't want to explain to the idiot, so she just perfunctorily said: "Didn't Teacher Sugra teach us to be able to afford to lose? I just followed the teacher's teachings."
"But I think you and the Vienna Master didn't lose. They just created a good atmosphere. In terms of skills, you didn't lose to her at all."
"You clearly have the most advanced technique."
Haitong raised her voice unconsciously.
She herself did not notice that her voice was too loud and many people actually heard her conversation with Elena.
Especially the part where she blames Qiao Nian.
She was overly emotional.
That's really too loud!
The audience in the front row who heard the sound turned around to look at her, but Haitong herself didn't notice: "She only won in the instrument, not as good as you."
"Haitong?" Ye Lan called her name.
The indignant girl then noticed that Ye Lan, who was sitting in the front row, was also there. She panicked for a moment, but quickly calmed down, not realizing that she had done anything wrong.
She greeted Ye Lan as if nothing had happened: "Aunt Ye."
Ye Lan looked at her like this, with a lot of things to say, but couldn't say them in front of everyone. He pursed his lips and looked at her solemnly.
(End of this chapter)