Still can't see anything.
Ji Qianchong took off his clothes, leaving only his sleeping clothes, lifted a corner of the quilt, and crawled in.
In the bed, she searched for the man's arms.
After a while, there was another person in the man's arms, and a head popped out from under the quilt.
Ji Qianchong looked at his face face to face, "What's wrong with you?"
The man opened his eyes. He seemed accustomed to her crawling into bed, so he wasn't surprised. He just looked at her and said, "You and your classmates are having so much fun, what am I doing there?"
She paused for two seconds, "They are all girls."
"A few of them looked at you with unusual eyes," he explained to her seriously, "Your body belongs to your future husband. What's the big deal about those girls hugging your waist and touching you up and down? You didn't stop them and even let them do it with a smile."
Seeing that he was angry, Ji Qianchong just wanted to calm him down, so he pulled his hand and pressed it against his body. "Brother, then touch it back, and it's yours after you've touched it."
“…”
Right now.
Ji Qianchong looked at the man's slightly gloomy face face to face. Fortunately, he didn't see her and Qianxue playing and fighting in the room at Qian's house before.
Otherwise, this guy would say Qianxue took advantage of her.
In order to prevent Ji Liangnian from discussing further with her about her and Qianxue, Ji Qianchong took him to the stands and let him watch the performance below.
When she returned to the backstage, Qianxue had just finished her performance and was taking a five-minute break.
Each contestant will perform two pieces.
Instructor: "You performed very well, better than any other time. In the next piece, you always get stuck at one point, so you need to pay more attention to it."
The first piece Qianxue played was Debussy's Moonlight. Ji Qianchong listened carefully for a while on the way over.
She walked over. "The one who performed number 18 participated in an international competition five years ago and was runner-up. The first piece she played today was Prokofiev's Prelude, Op. 12 No. 7. You played Debussy's Moonlight very well, enough to rival her piece."
"Her second piece is Mendelssohn's Hunting Song. If you only play Schumann's Impulse, your chances of beating her are slim." Ji Qianchong looked at Qianxue and said, "Add Bach's Prelude and Fugue in C Minor to the part where you often get stuck."
Qianxue glanced at her, and Ji Qianchong took a step to the side. "You have been practicing these two songs for several years. I listen to them every day at Qian's house. There is no need to look at me with such a strange look. I am not spying on you."
The instructor was still thinking, and after a long pause, he took Qianxue's hand and said, "Qianxue, you can do this. Stay calm, don't be nervous, and incorporate the Bach piece that the Second Miss mentioned. Mixing pieces isn't a big deal for you, just don't rush it and make sure the transition is smooth."
Qianxue didn't say anything.
When she heard the host call out her name, she turned around and went back on stage, holding up her skirt.
Halfway through the performance, the instructor breathed a sigh of relief after hearing her smoothly connect the pieces. He tilted his head and looked at Ji Qianchong, who was standing beside him. "Second Miss, it's a sign of good character not to cheat the other contestants in an international competition, and you're even helping the eldest lady. Qianxue played this piece extremely well, better than ever before. I estimate that a top three finish should be a no-brainer."
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