Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Jian Chenxi could hear the sarcasm in Ling Momo’s words, but she was not angry. She just curled her lips and continued to smile. “However, don’t be too smug. You weren’t my match in the past, and you’re even less likely to be my match now!”

After Jian Chenxi said that, she turned around, twisted her exquisite figure, and left step by step.

Ling Momo looked at Jian Chenxi’s back. She just curved her lips silently and slowly, and a light smile appeared… Jian Chenxi was only half right. In the past, Ling Momo was indeed not her opponent, but now and in the future, Ling Momo… will definitely not lose to her!

The PK match for the Legend’s new song was set to be held next Thursday.

It happened to be the time when Ling Momo went to study at Li Qingshen’s place.

After Ling Momo and Li Qingshen parted on bad terms, she never went back to the villa to study again, and Li Qingshen never called her.

Ling Momo knew that the Legend was a legend in the music industry, and she would have to apologize to him sooner or later. However, Ling Momo had more important things to do at the moment, so she put all her attention on the preparation work for the PK competition. Naturally, she had neglected Li Qingshen.

Li Qingshen had already finished the theme song for Director Wang Yi’s new film, so he had more free time.

It was Wednesday again. Li Qingshen got up early and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window on the third floor of the villa. He made a pot of tea and quietly looked at the road down the mountain.

From morning to dusk, the person he was waiting for still didn’t appear on the path down the mountain.

Time passed by quickly again. She didn’t come on time today, and he knew that he would have to wait for another week.

Li Qingshen knew what Ling Momo was busy with. She was probably preparing for the PK match tomorrow.

He had listened to her song. To be honest, it was not bad. Perhaps it was because she had heard him play that day that she had grasped the feeling and had an advantage over anyone else.

However, he knew that the current her was really not suitable to enter that circle.

The sky gradually darkened, and the road down the mountain was dark. There was no one in sight. Li Qingshen moved his body stiffly and stared at the desk on the side. After a while, he walked over.

There was a thick layer of A4 paper on it, and every piece was filled with the girl’s copied music score. The handwriting was slender and beautiful.

Li Qingshen picked up a few of them and flipped through them slowly. He found that some of them had neat handwriting while others were scribbled. She must have been calm for a while and then impetuous the next moment when she copied.

Li Qingshen stared at it for a long time before tidying up the A4 papers and placing them in the corner of the desk.

Then, he walked to the floor-to-ceiling window. His face was pale as he stared at the starry sky outside for a long time. He then picked up a phone and called Ling Momo.

It was using Enson’s identity.

When Ling Momo’s phone rang, she was having dinner. The caller ID displayed an unknown number.

Ling Momo picked up the call and replied with a muffled voice, “Hello, how are you?”

It was just three simple words and a familiar voice, but it made Li Qingshen’s calm expression tremble slightly. He quickly calmed down and spoke in a deliberately disguised cold tone.

“Enson, same old place, ten O’clock.