What to do when you are surrounded by sickly pretty girls?

Well, you really think highly of me.

Tianxue was somewhat speechless after hearing what she said:

Miss Qianxun, even if I were a person with a system, I wouldn't dare to make such a boast.

You have to know that the world is now unified, there has been no war for a long time, the residents live and work in peace and contentment, and various cultural and entertainment projects are booming.

This has resulted in the overall level of entertainment in the five continents being quite high, and in many areas not inferior to that of Blue Star;

Who is Wen Xiatong?

It is no exaggeration to say that it has already reached the pinnacle!

Even if she had the entire Blue Star as her backing, she felt that she could only draw with the opponent at best;

Besides, she participated in the singing competition just to gain popularity, and she didn't really want to go all the way down this path.

As a veteran otaku, she obviously prefers novels, anime and games, and feels more likely to work towards these goals in the future.

"Oh, take your time."

Thinking of her aborted plan to become a god, she couldn't help but sigh inwardly:

——In fact, after the system was activated, the first thing she thought of was not songs or anime, but novels.

However, after spending a large amount of points to purchase a popular online novel from the previous life, he ended up getting stuck on signing the contract.

"Unfortunately, your work does not meet the contract standards."

The one who responded to her was currently the largest literary platform in Dongzhou.

As for the reason given, it was "the subject matter was weird, some of the settings at the beginning were uncomfortable, and it was difficult to judge the market value..."

Holy shit, this was one of the best-selling online articles of the year!

When Tianxue saw this reply, he almost vomited blood!

What a waste of her popularity points! I should have bought a cheaper one earlier.

Later, in order to avoid waste, she reluctantly invested in several small platforms that were ranked at the bottom, thinking that gold will always shine and will soar to the sky as long as there is a chance.

As a result, I saw the beginning of my novel appear on a website I had never seen before, but the author was someone else's name;

The manuscript was stolen?

She was dumbfounded:

——The email address I submitted my submission to is the official email address posted on the website!

But after searching for relevant information, I found that the novel site was on the verge of bankruptcy half a year ago, and even the editor-in-chief ran away;

No one answered the customer service phone line and no one responded to my complaint, so I ended up having to put the matter on hold for the time being.

"No matter which world it is, it is difficult for authors to protect their rights."

Thinking of this bad thing, Tianxue shook her head and returned to Xuan Qianxun’s exclusive lounge.

Since their working hours were staggered, and Xuan Qianxun had to go to the company today to hand in the new music score she wrote last night, she had the instrument room all to herself.

"Since there are no cameras here, let's practice some classic music after a long absence."

Before playing the piano, she checked the access control system;

After confirming that the access control was normal, he sat down in front of the piano with peace of mind.

After a period of intensive study, her piano level has stabilized and she is now able to perform at a professional level.

Because it was a practice, she chose the more difficult "Dream of Love";

This piano piece tells a story of love and fantasy. The music master Liszt uses rich musical expression techniques to express his emotions vividly.

And the birth of the dream of love is full of legends.

It is said that one night Liszt dreamed of a beautiful woman in white playing a fascinating melody; in his dream he was deeply immersed in the melody, and after waking up he created this world-famous song.

"It takes a lot of energy..."

When playing, Tianxue obviously felt more tired than usual.

There are numerous ornaments, various gorgeous musical passages, and even variations, which continuously change and interpret the theme of love.

Even when stepping on the piano pedals, you have to pay close attention to the changes in force, which is a nightmare for novices.

“No wonder this piece of music is rated 9-10 in difficulty.”

Tianxue was sweating as she played the guitar:

"Because the steps were so big, I didn't have a real sense of the difficulty level of piano music before... Today I finally experienced it myself."

I don’t know how long I practiced.

The indicator light at the door of the lounge suddenly turned green, and two people walked in from outside, one after the other.

"The sound of the piano?"

Queen Wen Xiatong, who was wearing huge sunglasses, pricked up her ears:

"Is it Qianxun playing the piano?"

"No, Qianxun should have gone to the copyright department now."

Xuan Mengyue, who was walking behind her, closed the door and answered thoughtfully:

"She wrote a new song these days... In order to prevent it from being stolen, the copyright of the song must be registered before it can be released to the public."

"Who's playing the piano in there?"

Wen Xiatong frowned.

Somewhat dissatisfied:

Xuan Mengyue assured her that it was quiet here and there would be no disturbance from outsiders, so she came here specifically to rest.

If it was Xuan Qianxun, it would be fine. Listening to her performance would be a pleasure, and she wouldn't pester me with questions, asking for her autograph or taking photos with me.

But now there’s suddenly a stranger, it’s a different story.

"Don't worry, the other party is not a strange person, but a contestant."

Xuan Mengyue didn't know that she had met her daughter before.

Hearing this, he smiled and replied:

"And he's a very good player... You'll definitely be surprised when the time comes."

Contestant?

Wen Xiatong immediately grasped the key point:

——A contestant who can freely enter the studio of that cold-faced young lady and touch her precious piano?

Soon, a cute little bear head appeared in her mind.

"I'll go take a look."

She threw away her sunglasses, tiptoed to the door of the instrument room, and put her hand on the door lock.

"Oh, you are such a person... I already told you that he was a contestant."

Xuan Mengyue's face showed helplessness.

Although according to the rules, mentors are not allowed to meet with contestants privately;

But if the queen really wants to do this, what can she say?

Is to punish the other party?

Or deprive the other party of his/her qualifications as a mentor in the name of violation?

"Don't worry, I'm just taking a peek... I won't let anyone inside find out."

Wen Xiatong carefully grasped the lock handle and quietly pushed the door open a crack.

The quality of this door is very good, and it was newly installed not long ago, so it opened without any sound;

Someone who was totally immersed in the performance didn't notice it at all and was still practicing seriously.

And until Wen Xiatong pushed open the door, the avoidance card in her system prop bar was not triggered.

"What song is this?"

Hearing the piano music coming from inside, the two of them were stunned at the same time.

——One of them is a music queen, and the other is the vice president of an entertainment company. I don’t know how many excellent piano pieces they have listened to;

But the song they heard now gave them an immense shock!

"Repeated notes, long trills, double-note trills, double-note scraping, padding..."

Relatively speaking, Wen Xiatong is more professional in piano performance;

After the initial shock, she was also surprised by the other party's playing skills:

"He can actually apply special techniques so skillfully in the music... Qianxun is already a genuine genius, but her talent in composition and performance is not as good as this person's."

What does the other person look like?

She couldn't suppress her strong curiosity and pushed the door open a little more, wanting to see what the performer looked like.

When she saw Tianxue's profile, the queen was immediately stunned!

Then he quickly closed the door as if he had been stung by a bee.

"what happened to you?"

Xuan Mengyue, who was quietly listening to the melody, was awakened and asked her in surprise.

"……nothing."

Wen Xiatong's chest rose and fell violently several times;

It was not until more than 10 seconds later that calm was gradually restored.

"Even if she has a look comparable to yours...it shouldn't cause you to react so strongly, right?"

Xuan Mengyue is not easy to fool;

Looking at her suspiciously:

"Have you known each other before?"

"Do not."

Wen Xiatong flatly denied:

"I was just a little surprised... I didn't expect that the person who could play the music I just played would be such an extremely beautiful little girl."

Considering her age, there is nothing wrong with saying that Tianxue is a little girl.

However, combined with the reaction just now, this sentence sounded like an attempt to cover up something.

"Forget it, my legs are tired, I'll go sit for a while."

But she also knew that the other party would not tell the truth, so she turned and walked towards the sofa.

Wen Xiatong stood at the door and took out her cell phone.

"Ding!"

Tianxue's pocket suddenly made a sound.

“Who would message me at this time?”

She interrupted her performance and took out her cell phone in confusion.

I opened the lid and saw a very familiar message on the screen:

"——What color are the panties you're wearing today?"

Volume 1: Chapter 76 Flirting with each other?

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