419 Girl, Don't Take Yourself Too Seriously

An expert can tell whether it is good or not just by looking at it.

Feng Qingchen didn't know what song Su Wan was playing, let alone whether it was good or not. She only knew that the sound of the piano was pleasant and majestic, but it seemed to lack a bit of grandeur.

Feng Qingchen didn't listen if she didn't understand. No matter how well Su Wan played the piano, it had nothing to do with her. Feng Qingchen closed her eyes and sat there pretending to be sophisticated. As for the overt or covert gazes from all directions, Feng Qingchen pretended not to notice. She felt like she was in a bustling city yet hidden from the world, which was impossible to ignore.

In fact, except for Su Wan who was concentrating on playing the piano, everyone else would look at Feng Qingchen more or less. It was not because they were curious, but because Feng Qingchen's aura was too strong. Coupled with the song played by Su Wan, people could not help but think of Feng Qingchen.

Facing everyone's stares, she was able to remain calm. This kind of composure is not attainable by ordinary people. Mr. Yuan Xi nodded again and thought to himself: This girl is extraordinary!

I gradually develop a liking for Feng Qingchen.

The Grand Tutor, Grand Preceptor and Grand Guardian, after hearing the rumors, originally did not think highly of Feng Qingchen. But seeing her demeanor today, they secretly admired her. Feng Qingchen must have something good to offer, as she could have made the arrogant Ninth Prince fall in love with her. This girl does have qualities that are different from ordinary people.

Of course, they like Feng Qingchen more because she is from Dongling, and she has a good reputation in Dongling because of Su Wan. They have a patriotic heart, and in the face of national justice, the minor flaws in Feng Qingchen can be ignored.

“Zheng…”

In less than two incense sticks of time, Su Wan finished her song. At the end, Su Wan opened her eyes, her eyes were bright and it was obvious that she was very satisfied with her performance, and one could even say that she performed exceptionally well today.

Nanling Jinfan also nodded with satisfaction. Among the people present, except Feng Qingchen, everyone was a master of music. Even if they could not play, at least they understood it. This was a required course for children of the nobility.

Su Wan's song is impeccable.

When someone is happy, someone else is worried. The Crown Prince, Prince Luo, and the Imperial Concubine are all very worried about Feng Qingchen. Su Wan's piece of music is probably better than that of the best zither player in the palace. Feng Qingchen...

Alas, now I just hope she doesn’t lose too badly.

Everyone prayed silently in their hearts.

Su Wan stood up and took in everyone's expressions. She glanced around and stayed on Feng Qingchen for three seconds. Not seeing Feng Qingchen's panicked and worried look, Su Wan was a little disappointed.

Su Wan took two steps back and stood on the left side of the zither. She first bowed in the direction of the emperor and the queen, and then bowed slightly to the position where Yuan Xi and the three ministers were. "Nanling Su Wan, I would like to ask Mr. Yuan Xi for advice."

Everyone knew that among those present, the only one qualified to comment and judge was Mr. Yuan Xi, because he had nothing to do with Dongling or Nanling.

At this moment, not only Su Wan, but also the emperor and others were looking forward to Mr. Yuan Xi's comments. Mr. Yuan Xi's words could decide the victory or defeat. Only Feng Qingchen still looked as if it had nothing to do with him, as if he didn't take Su Wan seriously.

Seeing this, everyone was somewhat confused. Even Mr. Yuan Xi thought that Feng Qingchen was a master of the zither and did not take Su Wan seriously at all. Therefore, he was cautious in his comments:

"Miss Su Wan is skilled in playing the qin. She has mastered the majestic momentum and unique style of Guangling San to perfection. The only flaw is that she is too particular about fingering and technique, and does not put her own feelings into the piece, which makes the piece lack a bit of heroic spirit. However, considering her age, she is already extraordinary among her peers for being able to play to this level."

He first praises, then criticizes and finally gives a sweet reward. Mr. Yuan Xi is also a wonderful person. Feng Qingchen feels that he is not a pedantic person and is worth making friends with. But she doesn't know if Mr. Yuan Xi will still be willing to make friends with her after today.

Su Wan was a little unhappy at first, but after hearing the last part, she bowed to Mr. Yuanxi with a happy face and said, "Thank you for your guidance, sir."

Su Wan sat down gracefully, like a pink butterfly, showing off her beauty in the sun.

"Miss Qingchen, it's your turn." The tutor smiled with narrowed eyes, and spoke slowly under the expectation of everyone.

Old fox!

When Feng Qingchen stood up, he saw a flash of smile in the eyes of the Grand Tutor, who looked like he was watching a show. He couldn't help but curse in his heart.

In fact, the Grand Tutor was not the only one who came to watch the show today. The Queen, Xiling Tianlei, and Nanling Jinfan were all here to watch the show. Even the Ninth Prince seemed to be here to watch the fun.

There's no way, everyone doesn't think highly of Feng Qingchen.

Feng Qingchen held the zither, bowed to the emperor and Mr. Yuan Xi, and then climbed the stairs. When she stepped onto the zither platform, the palace maid came forward to take the zither, but Feng Qingchen refused: "No need, I can do it myself."

Feng Qingchen slowly opened the piano case. Mr. Yuan Xi was sitting right opposite the piano table. Feng Qingchen also took the opportunity to take a look at this man who could decide the outcome of her piano competition.

Mr. Yuan Xi was nearly forty years old, mature and steady, with clear eyes, elegant temperament, upright figure, calm manners, and a light-colored long gown, which was elegant and graceful. Even Feng Qingchen was attracted by his temperament.

This is definitely an excellent uncle who can kill thousands of lolis in seconds.

Feng Qingchen concealed her amazement very well, and even Mr. Yuan Xi did not notice it. However... the Ninth Prince who was sitting far away to the side did notice it.

Because Feng Qingchen had looked at him with such eyes before, he would definitely not be unfamiliar with it.

Stupid woman, you dare to look at an old man with the same eyes you look at me, where are your eyes?

The Ninth Prince was angry. The Crown Prince only felt a chill on his left side, but when he looked to the side, there was nothing unusual. The Crown Prince did not have time to care about it. When he knew that Feng Qingchen was going to use the Ice String Harp to compete with Su Wan, his heart was in turmoil.

He was certain that something would happen to the harp. He now only hoped that Feng Qingchen would be smart enough to resolve the crisis brought about by the Ice String Harp.

The prince stared at Feng Qingchen without blinking. When Feng Qingchen took out the piano, the prince slid forward and almost fell off the chair.

Was he seeing things? Was that the ice harp he presented?

Not to mention the prince, even the emperor was stunned, not for any other reason, but just because the zither in Feng Qingchen's hand had no strings.

"Feng Qingchen, do you want to compete with me with this zither?" Su Wan was also stunned, and asked immediately without caring whether it was rude or not.

How to play a zither without strings?

"Why, no?" Feng Qingchen's tone was calm and arrogant, but to Su Wan's ears, it sounded like sarcasm and teasing.

"Of course." Feng Qingchen must be scared, Su Wan sneered.

Stringless harp, she wanted to see how Feng Qingchen could make the harp in his hand produce sound. If it couldn't even produce any sound, she wanted to see how Feng Qingchen could defeat her.

Feng Qingchen didn't care what Su Wan thought. Su Wan wasn't the judge today. She just needed to get the judges' approval. Feng Qingchen looked up at Mr. Yuan Xi and said, "Sir, can I play a song for you with this harp?"

There was no string, but Feng Qingchen said seriously that he wanted to play a song. People couldn't figure out what Feng Qingchen meant by this and what tricks he was playing. But San Gong and Mr. Yuan Xi didn't ask. Mr. Yuan Xi even smiled and nodded: "Interesting, little friend Qingchen, what song do you want to play?"

Young friend? This is an acknowledgement. Feng Qingchen was secretly delighted, but she continued to put on the cold and noble demeanor of a queen on her face. Only in this way could she shock everyone and make them believe that she was fully sure and confident, and that she was not taking shortcuts.

"Blue Sea and Blue Sky" Feng Qingchen gave the title of the song very straightforwardly.

"Okay, please come in, young friend Qingchen." Mr. Yuanxi had a serious look on his face, with no intention of joking or contempt at all. Even the three officials put away their smiles and put on a posture of listening.

Are these people crazy? Are they fooling around with Feng Qingchen?

Su Wan couldn't believe what she saw. She could understand why the Grand Tutor, Grand Guardian and Grand Master sided with Feng Qingchen, after all, he was from Dongling, but what about Mr. Yuan Xi?

Su Wan really didn’t understand.

Su Wan didn’t understand, and neither did the others present. But they were not Su Wan, so no matter how shocked they were, they would not show it. They all sat there, watching how Feng Qingchen would play his chess game and how he would resolve the situation.

Facing those fiery eyes, Feng Qingchen was not panicked at all. He burned incense and cleansed his hands, then sat quietly in front of the zither, sweeping his right hand across the strings...

Ding ding dong dong... Is this the sound of water?

Everyone's eyes widened, wanting to see how Feng Qingchen did it. After watching for a long time, they only saw Feng Qingchen's ten fingers moving lightly, sometimes plucking, sometimes picking the non-existent strings, and the sound of the water was sometimes gentle, sometimes rapid, and there were also faint sounds of wind, birds, and even the sound of wind blowing through branches...

Amazing!

Everyone who originally wanted to watch the show or see Feng Qingchen make a fool of herself, now sat up straight one by one, stretching their necks, wanting to see clearly how Feng Qingchen made that sound. The Ninth Prince's eyes also flashed with confusion, he didn't know Feng Qingchen had this trick, no wonder she was not in a hurry at all.

Feng Qingchen looked focused, his eyes fixed on the piano. As Feng Qingchen's hands danced on the piano, everyone's thoughts also danced with it. A few drops of spring water made a ding-dong sound as they flowed into the stream and then into the river.

As they flowed toward the stream, they saw the sun and the rain; they were caressed by the breeze and also encountered the raging wind; they slid over the grass and rolled back and forth on the small stones. After the stream flowed into the stream, it merged with the water in the stream. Occasionally, naughty little fish came by, but they could not stop them, and they flowed into larger rivers and streams one by one, until they flowed into the sea...

The sea breeze blew, and the waves hit the sea surface, sometimes light, sometimes heavy, sometimes slow, sometimes fast. The scenes seemed to be happening in front of their eyes. Rather than listening to the piano, it was better to "watch" it. Without closing their eyes, they could see the situation on the sea surface. The previous moment, it was calm, and the next second, it was covered with dark clouds, heavy rain came, and the waves rolled and rushed straight into the sky...