System Makes Me Super Star

0Xue Lang finished his solo piano performance and was in no hurry to leave the stage.    

    

The pretty female host walked to Xue Lang's side and handed him a microphone.    

    

Then, she smiled and said, "It's Xue Lang's question and answer session now. If you have any questions on the piano, you can ask senior Xue Lang."    

    

Xue Lang said with a smile, "Yes, if there's anything you want to know, you can ask."    

    

"Senior Xue Lang, please tell us the process of how you wrote 'Song of Passion'."    

    

"Senior Xue Lang, may I ask how you usually practice?"    

    

"I am asking a question about the piano. Senior Xue Lang, can I trouble you to answer it for me."    

    

Many students raised their so-called "problems" one after another.    

    

Xue Lang felt really good. He started by talking about how he worked hard and worked frugally to get through four years of college.    

    

Then he told of the difficult situation of studying abroad and working three jobs abroad.    

    

about how you gave up your love for the piano career...    

    

In short, this Question Symposium had raised Xue Lang's profile.    

    

Xue Lang could clearly feel the gazes of worship from the students below the stage.    

    

There were even many beautiful girls who were winking at him.    

    

However, there was always someone who was honest.    

    

Chen Yuqi picked up the microphone and asked seriously, "Senior Xue Lang, I just heard a mistake in your performance."    

    

Xue Lang's smile froze as he asked calmly, "Really?"    

    

"Yes, don't you feel it, Shixiong Liu?"    

    

"This …"    

    

Xue Lang's expression turned gloomier and gloomier. He felt that Chen Yuqi was here to slap him in the face.    

    

If he now admitted that he had made a mistake, then the lofty image he had painstakingly built up had collapsed.    

    

You played the wrong piano, do you have the nerve to call me grandmaster pianist?    

    

You put in so much effort, yet you made a mistake in a small performance and got pointed out by our classmates?    

    

"Hehe, fellow student, I suspect that you are questioning my skill level."    

    

"What I want to say is, I've played this' Song of Passion 'more than a thousand times. I'm more familiar with it than you are!"    

    

"I did not play the wrong tune. You must have heard wrong. "    

    

Xue Lang answered coldly.    

    

Chen Yuqi took a deep breath and said with a smile, "It's me, Meng Lang. But what I want to say is, I've listened to this" Song of Passion "ten thousand times and I'm very familiar with every detail."    

    

"Ten thousand times? "How is that possible?" Xue Lang mocked.    

    

A sliver of disappointment appeared in Chen Yuqi's eyes. "Because you were once my idol, so I listened to it ten thousand times."    

    

With that, Chen Yuqi left the auditorium and walked towards the backstage.    

    

Seeing the desolate look on Chen Yuqi's face, Lu Lee embarrassedly touched the back of his head, "Are you alright?"    

    

"I'm fine."    

    

Lu Lee could understand Chen Yuqi's feelings.    

    

It was a heavy blow to her to her idol, but not to herself.    

    

Lu Lee thought of something and walked towards the stage without saying a word.    

    

Seeing Lu Lee step onto the stage, the female host quickly said anxiously, "Lu Lee, it's not time for your show yet."    

    

"I know, but I want to ask a question to teach senior Xue Lang."    

    

Seeing that he was here to teach him, Xue Lang was overjoyed.    

    

Another little fan came to increase his fame.    

    

"Do you have any questions?"    

    

Lu Lee smiled and said, "Actually, I also know how to play 'Song of Passion', so I wanted to ask you for a moment. I wonder if Senior Xue Lang is willing to give me this opportunity."    

    

Xue Lang smiled and said, "Of course not. You like my work, so I can't be happy about it."    

    

Xue Lang had already thought about it. When Lu Lee made a mistake, he would criticize him and then use some professional jargon to contrast himself.    

    

As for the fact that Lu Lee played better than him, Xue Lang had never thought of that.    

    

Play better than me, dream on.