President, go away!

Shen Qingqing frowned slightly and looked at Sheng Weiran on the stage. For a moment, she didn't know what was going on. She looked at Ou Qing around her and saw that his eyes had become cold and warm.

The big hand holding her hand exerted a slight force.

"William..." she whispered.

When ou Qing heard her voice, she looked back at the woman in front of her and smiled, "ignore her."

Shen Qingqing smiled bitterly. Don't he know what kind of person Sheng Weiran is?

In such a big scene, if she didn't give any face, wouldn't she not give Mrs. Wilson face? Besides, since she chose to donate the piano, she knew for a long time that no one would buy the piano. Even if someone bought it in an emergency, she could say that she needed to play a song to show her mind.

So whether she can sell it or not, she has already calculated it.

What exactly does Wei Ran want to do?

"Why? Qingqing, won't you? I heard that you learned from Avril. You had already held your own concert when you were only 20 years old. Now you don't like me if you don't play on the same stage with me?" generally speaking, she won't talk again when she sees that others don't answer her, but Sheng Weiran is obviously a little aggressive.

Why don't you let Shen Qingqing go.

Shen Qingqing smiled, stood up and prepared to go on stage, but Ou Qing grabbed her hand, "Qingqing..."

"Don't worry. Give her this face. She won't do anything to me if so many people look at it."

"But..." Ou Qing frowned. He didn't believe Sheng Weiran's woman.

Before Ou Qing finished, Shen Qingqing patted her hand, "don't worry."

Shen Qingqing, dressed in a black cheongsam, slowly walked up under the eyes of the people, and warm applause broke out below.

When ou Qing saw Sheng Weiran on the stage, it was extremely cold. Others didn't know. Didn't he know?

Shen Qingqing's hand is useless. She wants her to play the piano. She is deliberately trying to embarrass her.

Sheng Weiran, you are really good.

Huo tingxiao, sitting on the other side, looked at the two women on the stage with the same cold face. He wanted to come forward and tear Sheng Weiran's woman.

Zong Ye's voice also came to his ears, "ting Xiao, I heard that Shen Qingqing's piano was unique. It caused a great sensation in Tongcheng that year."

"If you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb." Huo tingxiao said coldly.

"..." Zongye was speechless for a moment.

On the stage, Shen Qingqing went up and stood with Sheng Weiran. She smiled, "what song does Miss Sheng want to play?"

Sheng Weiran looked at Shen Qingqing with a smile on her lips. Her originally bright and moving facial features looked more bright and moving under the orange light. She said, "I heard that Qingqing became famous in the first world war with your song G major, so let's play this one, OK? I'm not as good as you. You have to let me play it."

"Miss Sheng is wrong." Shen Qingqing said with a smile. "Those are just false rumors from others. Miss Sheng follows old Qu, and Qing Qing dare not talk to you. Who doesn't know that old Qu has extraordinary attainments in piano. Even those foreign masters dare not make axes in front of old Qu. it's Qing Qing's honor to compete with his old disciples today."

Huo tingxiao squinted at the women on the stage and couldn't help bending the corners of his lips.