Therefore, at this moment, Han Zhixuan began to doubt her past glory and pride.

Her once unwavering faith and ideals have finally begun to waver at this moment, no longer seemingly indestructible.

And the source of all this is Wang Qingge, whom she originally thought didn't understand music or the piano.

She used to think she knew the piano very well, but now she realizes that the truth might not be so.

Just as the other person said, her piano skills might really only be at a passing level.

What she considered famous songs might really be just ordinary in the other person's eyes.

If she hadn't witnessed Wang Qingge's talent and heard his music, she wouldn't have thought that way.

But now, the other party has proven him right through their actions and strength.

Therefore, Han Zhixuan began to doubt herself and everyone else! Were they all really wrong?

She couldn't understand it; in fact, she no longer knew how to view the matter.

...

The two women listened intently, completely immersed in the music, while Wang Qingge's performance was about to end.

With the last note and the last key pressed, the piece is finished.

After finishing playing the piano, Wang Qingge finally came to her senses and looked at the two women.

The two women stood there blankly, completely lost.

This is because they haven't yet emerged from the immersion in his music.

After several seconds of silence, Vivian Hsu finally came to her senses.

"Why did you stop playing? Are you done playing?" she asked instinctively.

"Yes, I'm done playing."

After hearing the performance, Vivian Hsu felt a strange emptiness in her heart.

Perhaps she hadn't expected Wang Qingge to be so amazing! He just casually played a piece of music, and she was completely captivated.

Vivian Hsu didn't think much of it and turned to look at Han Zhixuan.

Then, Han Zhixuan's eyes welled up with tears. Although she didn't cry out loud this time, she was still very sad.

"Zhixuan, what's wrong? Why are you crying again?" Xu Ruoxuan became anxious when she saw Han Zhixuan crying.

She rushed over to comfort her and wiped away her tears, but the more she wiped, the more tears she shed.

"Zhixuan, don't cry! Waaah."

Han Zhixuan kept crying, which made Xu Ruoxuan cry as well. How could she not cry when she saw her best friend so heartbroken?

She knew Han Zhixuan was crying because of Wang Qingge; if it had been earlier, she would have already yelled at Wang Qingge.

But now that she knows Wang Qingge's abilities, Vivian Hsu no longer has the courage.

In her opinion, what the other party said was not wrong; with his abilities, he certainly had the right to say such things.

So now that Han Zhixuan is crying, she can't say anything to Wang Qingge, so she starts crying too.

But Vivian Hsu may not know that she misunderstood Han Zhixuan this time.

The reason Han Zhixuan cried this time was not because of Wang Qingge's slander against her.

It was because she witnessed the other party's strength and power.

She felt that all her past pride and honors were just a joke, which is why she cried so sadly.

...

When Wang Qingge saw that both of them were crying, he finally realized his mistake and thought to himself that everything was going to be terrible.

It turns out that everyone's aesthetic sense is really not on the same page; what he considers good may not be acceptable to them.

He also considers anything the other party approves of to be rubbish and unacceptable.

To put it bluntly, it's just that everyone has different aesthetic tastes. If everyone has different aesthetic tastes, how can you convince people or get their approval?

Wang Qingge was unaware that he was also mistaken, because Han Zhixuan finally spoke up at that moment.

"I'm fine, don't worry about me." She pushed Vivian Hsu away and wiped away her tears.

Then, she looked at Wang Qingge and asked, "What do you think this piece is called?"

Wang Qingge was stunned for a moment before she came to her senses and replied, "Night's Piano Concerto No. 5".

"Piano No. 5 of the Night?" Upon hearing the title, Han Zhixuan knew that the name perfectly matched the piece.

"Yes, not only is the music beautiful, but the name is also very meaningful."

"Who is this pianist?"

Immediately, she asked who composed the piece.

"this!"

"What's wrong? Is it inconvenient to talk about it?"

Seeing Wang Qingge's hesitant expression, Han Zhixuan became worried, fearing that he wouldn't tell her.

Such a wonderful piece of music, surpassing even famous works, it would be truly pathetic if Han Zhixuan didn't know who composed it.

So she was genuinely worried that Wang Qingge wouldn't tell her.

Just then, Wang Qingge gave an awkward laugh and said, "This piece is my own composition."

"oh!"

"What? You composed this yourself?" Han Zhixuan could hardly believe her ears after hearing that the piece was his own composition.

Vivian Hsu was also very shocked as she looked at him.

Your piano skills are already impressive enough to be discouraging.

Now you're saying you composed such a wonderful piece yourself? Do you even want anyone else to live?

Han Zhixuan stared at him blankly for a long while before asking, "Did you really create this yourself?"

“Yes!” Wang Qingge nodded with certainty, leaving no room for doubt.

Anyway, no one in this world knows, so the piano piece No. 5 that night was naturally his own composition.

After receiving his affirmative answer, Han Zhixuan no longer had any doubts.

Given the other party's abilities and strength, Han Zhixuan felt that it was not unreasonable for him to create this piece of music.

In fact, if Wang Qingge had said that the piece was composed by someone else, she wouldn't have believed it.

At this moment, in Han Zhixuan's eyes, Wang Qingge's piano skills had reached a level of unparalleled mastery.

It was beyond her comprehension, so she wouldn't believe that he hadn't composed such a piece himself.

Now, Han Zhixuan's gaze towards him carries a mix of emotions: admiration, excitement, and affection.

After looking at him for a while, Han Zhixuan finally made up her mind.

"Could you... could you give me the sheet music for this piece? I want to... I want to learn it."

"That's fine! Why not? Don't worry, I'll write down the sheet music for you."

He thought she was going to say something else, but it turned out she just wanted the sheet music. It really startled him.

"Thanks!"

And so, Wang Qingge immediately got to work, and in just a few quick strokes, she had written out the musical score in about ten minutes.

After receiving the sheet music, Han Zhixuan couldn't wait to try it out herself.