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Elena doesn't care about winning or losing.

But there was one person whose face darkened amidst the cheers of the audience.

That is to run out to provoke Vienna first.

At this moment, his face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, the corners of his mouth were tightened, his hands were firmly grasping the armrests of the seat, and the veins on the back of his hands were bulging.

He doesn't need anyone to judge that he has lost.

But he and Nie Mi are considered to be internationally renowned music masters of the same level, and he can foresee that he will be ridiculed by his peers for a long time after this incident.

Vienna was having difficulty breathing when he suddenly met a pair of unruly eyes.

The girl on the stage put away her fingertips and was looking at him casually.

Vienna didn't know why his whole body froze, and he didn't dare to move in the sight of the opponent, as if he was suppressed by the opponent's aura, his neck was heavier than a thousand catties, and it was difficult to turn.

Qiao Nian packed up her fingertips, got up, and stood on the stage with her hands in her pockets, facing the direction of the blonde middle-aged man, slightly raised her chin.

"do you understand?"

"This is top-notch music."

"..." The middle-aged man's complexion turned ugly.

No one at the scene thought that Qiao Nian would be so bold, directly raised his chin, and confronted the so-called foreign masters head-on, but this kind of behavior also angered many people.

Someone on the stage blew a loud whistle while taking advantage of the chaos.

The whistle of "咻~" was like a slap on the face of the middle-aged man. He grabbed the armrest even harder, and the blood vessels in his neck burst.

A fairly fair face turned into a liver color, and he didn't dare to turn his head to look at the hundreds of spectators behind him, but only dared to stare at the girls on the stage with angry eyes.

Hai Tong behind him was furious when he saw this scene. He clenched his fist and said, "Isn't she too much? These people are too. Master Vienna is a world-renowned music master. How can they be so rude!"

Eileen didn't even look at her, and said in a low voice, "Win the king and lose the bandit."

Haitong turned her head slightly in surprise: "Aina, aren't you angry?"

Elena felt the staring eyes around her, so she reluctantly turned her head to look at her, and asked back lightly, "Why should I be angry?"

"?"

Haitong still doesn't understand.

"She said that about the Viennese master..."

Elena pulled the corners of her mouth to make a sarcasm, and quickly suppressed it, probably not wanting to explain to the idiot, but just perfunctory: "Mr. Sucra taught us to be able to afford to lose, I just follow the teacher's teaching. "

"But I think you and Master Vienna didn't lose. They just set off a good atmosphere. In terms of skills, you didn't lose to her at all."

"You are clearly the top technique."

Haitong raised her voice unconsciously.

She herself didn't notice that her voice was too loud, and many people actually overheard her conversation with Elena.

Especially the part where she was accusing Qiao Nian.

She is overly emotional.

Say it too loudly!

The audience in the front row who heard the voice all turned their heads to look at her, only Haitong didn't realize it: "She just wins on the instrument, not as good as your skill."

"Haitong?" Ye Lan called her name.

The girl who was filled with righteous indignation noticed that Ye Lan was also sitting in the front row, panicked for a moment, and quickly calmed down, not realizing that she had done something wrong.

She greeted Ye Lan as if nothing happened: "Aunt Ye."

Seeing her like this, Ye Lan had something to say, but couldn't say it in front of everyone, she pursed her lips and looked at her solemnly.