"Smoke rises as I look over the land to the north.

"The dragons roar, the horses neigh, the swords are chilling.

"My heart is boundless like the Yellow River.

"Who can challenge 20 years of power?

"Hatred is driving me toward the direction that my sword points.

"How many comrades have been buried in foreign lands.

"All would die a hundred times to repay their homeland.

"I sigh but I am also speechless as my eyes get teary."

...

The girl's voice was crisp without any flaws, and it was clear and gentle.

Song Jingwan's smile froze as An Ruoyao fell into a daze.

A thought suddenly arose in both their minds.

How was this possible?

Everyone thought they had already been amazed enough, until...

...the second verse left the girl's lips and she sang it with an opera voice...

"Smoke rises as I look over the land to the north.

"The dragons roar, the horses neigh, the swords are chilling."

...

What was the meaning of instant kill? This was the meaning of instant kill!

What was the meaning of a face slap? This was a major face slap!

Song Jingwan's face went from red to white. She clenched her fists and tried her best not to lose control of her emotions.

"Sir, isn't that Miss Song...?"

"Hush--"

A figure arrived a little late. He stood at the top of the stairs and the girl with the zither reflected in his eyes.

It was like she was his entire world.

He knitted his brows and smiled. Just a glance was enough to move him.

Meanwhile, Shen Xun shoved his hands in his pockets and lazily leaned back in a nearby chair. He looked at the girl on the stage who was glowing brightly.

He could clearly see the admiration in everyone's eyes. They raised their phones and recorded this scene.

"She's so talented, isn't she?"

A voice sounded beside him. Without turning back, he knew who it was.

"Keep your distance."

"This is a public space." An Feiran stood quietly beside Shen Xun. His eyes sparkled as he looked at the girl on the stage. "More and more people will begin to like her."

Shen Xun was agitated as hostility appeared between his eyes.

"Don't think I won't hit you because she's backing you. Shut up!"

An Feiran shrugged as he smiled handsomely. "If you hit me, Yaoyao will be upset."

He looked obedient and harmless, but now that Shen Xun got to know him, he realized he wasn't anything good.

He was filled with cunning ideas. The way that the third class messed with others was all his suggestion.

He gritted his teeth and cursed, "F*ck..."

Sooner or later, this punk...

He was going to give him a good beating!

After the song ended, it took everyone a long time to snap back to reality.

At this time, Song Yaoyao grabbed her zither and got ready to leave the stage.

"Encore! Encore! Encore!"

The audience's applause was like thunder, so loud that it almost blew the roof off. Song Yaoyao received a fright. Weren't these people being too enthusiastic?

She lifted her gaze and looked out. Perhaps, the man standing on top of the stairs was particularly outstanding; her eyes immediately locked on him.

Her eyes glowed and a sweet smile appeared on her face.

Her eyes moved vibrantly.

All the boys were dazed by this smile and immediately blushed.

Even the girls were mesmerized.

But Song Yaoyao's gaze was focused on the man.

With a smile and a wave, she turned around quickly and stepped off the stage while everyone was still screaming, "Encore!"

However, she did not notice that someone was frowning at the sight of her smile.

Song Jingwan was sitting at the back. It wasn't necessary to sit at the front to know how successful Song Yaoyao's performance was.

In fact, the moment that she started playing the zither, Song Jingwan already knew that she had half won.