These two people are none other than Han Zhixuan and her mother Zhang Ruping.
Han Zhixuan and her daughter absolutely did not believe Zhou Jian's words.
Wang Qingge was only invited by the two of them today to participate in this program.
How could he possibly have prepared a piece of music in advance?
Before today, Wang Qingge probably had no idea that this gathering was happening.
Not to mention the claim that he had prepared the music in advance.
Therefore, Han Zhixuan and her mother truly and absolutely did not believe Zhou Jian's words.
Zhang Ruping, in particular, had always hoped that Wang Qingge would get into trouble, that he would be embarrassed, and that his lies would be exposed.
But she wouldn't believe it when faced with this question; she wouldn't believe that Wang Qingge was prepared for everything that happened today.
...
At this moment, Zhou Jian and Cheng Bai both thought they had victory in their grasp.
Zhou Jian pressed his advantage, pressing Wang Qingge for answers.
"Wang Qingge, quickly tell everyone, was today's piece of music something you prepared a long time ago?"
When Zhou Jian asked her this question, Wang Qingge was truly impressed by both him and Cheng Bai.
Because the two of them, unlike others, were not blinded by his music and thus came to this conclusion.
However, Wang Qingge knew that the reason why the two of them were different from others was because they didn't want to see him doing well.
Even so, so what! The music was indeed prepared long ago, but what evidence do you have to prove it?
Sure enough! This kind of problem doesn't even require Wang Qingge to take action himself; someone else will handle it for him.
When Chen Tiancheng met Zhou Jian and pressed Wang Qingge for answers, he finally couldn't hold back and spoke up.
“Xiao Zhou! You can’t say that. You came up with the topic for today’s impromptu composition yourself.”
"Then I came up with the idea of using rain as the title."
"But now, how can you say that Wang Qingge had prepared this all along?"
"Could it be that I've hooked up with him?"
Chen Tiancheng's words startled both Zhou Jian and Cheng Bai.
The others, too, suddenly realized the truth once again.
Yes, today's question was asked of Elder Chen by Zhou Jian himself, so Elder Chen gave it to him, right?
How come Wang Qingge had prepared the questions he asked for himself in advance?
Could it be that this person has the ability to foresee the future, and thus prepared the music long ago?
Or is it just as Old Chen said, that Zhou Jian suspects Old Chen and Wang Qingge are colluding and putting on a good show?
Zhou Jian panicked and became somewhat at a loss after hearing what Elder Chen said.
"No, Mr. Chen, that's not what I meant. I didn't say that you and Wang Qingge were colluding in any way."
Zhou Jian quickly explained to Chen Tiancheng, who then asked another question.
“Xiao Zhou! Since that’s the case, then the piece you’re talking about now, Wang Qingge’s, was already prepared by him long ago.”
"There has to be some evidence that everyone can believe, right? You can't just tell one side of the story."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Jian and Cheng Bai panicked even more, because where did they get any evidence?
All of this was merely speculation on the part of the two of them.
But now things have escalated to this point, and there's no turning back.
Even if they want to stop, they must give a reasonable explanation, otherwise the public will not accept it.
Even so, Zhou Jian and Cheng Bai still believed that Wang Qingge had prepared for all of this.
So Zhou Jian panicked again and said, "Old Chen, that's not how it is. Please listen to me first. Let's see how Wang Qingge himself answered, okay?"
After saying that, Zhou Jian looked at Wang Qingge and asked directly.
"Wang Qingge, tell me yourself, was this piece of music you prepared well in advance?"
Looking at Zhou Jian at this moment, Wang Qingge really felt an urge to laugh.
If they weren't in public, he probably would have burst out laughing long ago.
Why would someone ask you that if they've already prepared the music?
Zhou Jian questioned Wang Qingge as if she were a criminal.
He himself may not have realized how ridiculous his words seemed to others.
Even if someone's music was truly prepared long ago, who would be so foolish as to admit it to you?
When Zhou Jian asked him this question, Wang Qingge calmed himself down.
“Zhou Jian, I didn’t prepare this piece beforehand at all. It was created entirely on the spot based on my feelings about the rain.”
"Impossible! I don't believe it, you must be lying to us!"
Zhou Jian still couldn't believe it after hearing Wang Qingge's answer.
"Zhou Jian, whether you two believe it or not, this piece of music I composed today was an impromptu creation inspired by the rain."
"No, you're lying, Wang Qingge, you're still lying to us even now, aren't you? How could you possibly be so capable?"
"A piece like yours today, let alone anyone else, even if all of us here worked together to create it, we might not be able to create it."
"But you, on the other hand, not only composed such a good piece of music, but you also created it on the spot."
"I absolutely do not believe that you really created this."
"Wang Qingge, stop lying to us. We can believe that you composed the music."
“But we absolutely do not believe that this piece of music was composed by you on the spot.”
Faced with Zhou Jian's aggressive demeanor, Wang Qingge only replied with one sentence.
"Zhou Jian, just because you can't does not mean I can't either. Don't use your incompetence to measure my strength."
"You, Wang Qingge, you..." Zhou Jian was truly speechless after being confronted.
Because Wang Qingge directly shut him down by calling him incompetent, thus retorting to all his questions.
Zhou Jian was the one who got roasted and didn't know what to say, but Cheng Bai hadn't.
Since Cheng Bai took office, he has rarely spoken, but that doesn't mean he doesn't hate.
Now we see that Zhou Jian's methods were ineffective and he was unable to expose Wang Qingge's lies.
Cheng Bai finally couldn't stand it anymore, and he made a condition.
"Wang Qingge, since you say that you composed this piece on the spot, I can believe you for now."
"But since you're so good, how about another impromptu composition competition?"
"If you can still be this good this time, then I will believe that you composed this piece on the spot."
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