"You'll know when I go on stage."

At that moment, a student who had just finished performing returned backstage with a zither. Song Yaoyao stopped her and asked sweetly, "Friend, can I borrow that?"

When she smiled, her dimples sunk into her cheeks, and her eyes seemed to be filled with honey.

The girl blushed and nodded hurriedly as she handed the zither to Song Yaoyao.

"No problem."

Song Jingwan's eyes scanned across the zither, and she revealed a forced smile. "Don't force yourself. I don't remember you ever learning the zither."

"There are many things that you don't know..."

Song Yaoyao held the zither and leaned over slightly with a smirk as she leaned her hand on Song Jingwan's shoulder.

In a volume that only they could hear, she muttered, "You better not be involved with Han Jun's incident; otherwise..." She let out a laugh. "I will kill you."

Song Jingwan's back tightened in an instant, but she quickly relaxed it again.

Pretending not to understand, she calmly pushed Song Yaoyao away.

"I don't know what you're talking about. If you're going to slander someone, you better find some evidence first."

She had been in plain sight the entire time. Naturally, she was not admitting to anything.

Song Yaoyao looked into her eyes and smiled.

She blinked. "Evidence? Do I need evidence to hit someone? Huh?" She tilted her head. "Dear Sister, you think too kindly of me."

She had never been a good person...

Song Jingwan's expression froze and her lips twitched.

How did she forget that this girl was unpredictable?

She stared at Song Yaoyao with caution, just in case she decided to hit her.

That was when she heard Song Yaoyao being called to standby.

Song Yaoyao's lips curved. "We can chat later..."

Song Jingwan breathed a sigh of relief and smiled as she clenched her fist. "Good luck."

She couldn't wait to see what Song Yaoyao was going to sing!

The gymnasium was big. The preceding performance finished, and the student bowed before leaving the stage.

A loud applause echoed through the venue.

"Please welcome Song Yaoyao from Class 3-3. She will be performing... 'Serve My Country!'"

The host had obviously heard of her name before and seen her.

It was fine that the performer had been changed, but this song... Were they really not changing it?

"Oh my..."

An Ruoyao had already finished her performance. She stood by Song Jingwan's side and laughed. "Is she giving up? Did she realize that she can't sing, so she's replacing the performance with a skit?"

"Pfff..."

Song Jingwan rolled her eyes and glanced at An Ruoyao. "Don't speak recklessly."

The truth was, she looked forward to it too...

At that moment...

Zzang—

The venue fell silent. The girl's fingers were delicate and her dark jet black hair draped behind her back. A few strands gently fell against the sides of her face. Paired with the lotus between her eyebrows, it created quite an atmosphere.

She curled her fingers and gently plucked the strings.

Just a few simple notes and there was already a majestic feeling.

The melody went from slow to fast to even faster...

As the rhythm became more intense, everyone opened their mouths in surprise. The girl's fair fingers danced across the strings so quickly that it was just a blur.

The music was grand as though thousands of troops and horses were approaching. At that moment, a soft and gentle voice sounded.

The music had clearly been reworked. The original was tough and powerful, but Song Yaoyao's interpretation was like the silence before a war.

The melody felt grand and her voice felt sentimental.