Linfengya poked Tang Mengqian in the back and hinted, "it's your turn to perform on the stage. Don't let her compete."

Tangmengqian bit her lower lip and looked at Tang Qingge on the stage. Some people were born to be the focus of attention. As soon as she stood on the stage, everyone followed her. Even the rich second generation who had just seen her also turned their attention to Tang Qingge.

She will not be compared with her.

On the stage, Chopin's piano music began to play again.

Tangmengqian is sitting in front of the piano on the side. Tang Qingge is standing on the stage with her erhu. The first half is tangmengqian's playing. She specially asked a teacher to teach her. Now it is grade 8. Gradually, tangmengqian is getting better and everyone is also ecstatic.

Tangmengqian breathed a sigh of relief, but before she could finish it, Tang Qingge came in with her erhu in her hand when she was playing the middle part!

With a squeak, the audience was quiet.

The sound of Erhu made the air cool for a few degrees.

The audience was so awed that a group of people almost put an egg in their mouth.

Tangmengqian only heard a shrill erhu scream in her ear. Her subordinates trembled and played the wrong key.

Tang Qingge played the erhu skillfully, followed by the skillful Chopin repertoire, which was a tune that Tang Mengqian knew no more. But why did it come out of her hands like a funeral song?!

The tune of the erhu was drawn out for a long time, which made people cry.

Some people even cried as they listened. When they saw someone wiping tears at his birthday party, Tang Chengguo, dressed in red, felt extremely ironic and flushed with anger.

She was dressed in white and holding the erhu. She wanted to do something at his birthday party!!

The sound of erhu is so penetrating that the whole banquet hall is full of Erhu crying. Tangmengqian feels that her ears are buzzing. Her piano music is in a mess. She is so anxious that she is sweating, unable to find the rhythm, and her head is full of crying erhu.

No, I can't be compared with her!

Tangmengqian tried her best to play her own piano music. Suddenly, Chopin entered the second half. Tang Qingge's eyes flashed slightly, and suddenly accelerated the rhythm. The erhu she pulled out was sonorous and powerful, full of the power of the thundering army, which made people excited!

Tangmengqian's face turned blue and she could only keep up with the rhythm.

Gradually, people were attracted by this group of generous and powerful erhu!

The tempo is getting faster and faster. Tangmengqian has poor skills, is in a hurry, and makes more and more mistakes. Suddenly, the erhu ends with a 'squeak', and her last radio doesn't catch up.

His hands shook.

The piano Chopin is completely broken!

The people below talked about it.

"Tang Mengqian, that's all..."

Tangmengqian's face turned pale, and her whole hands were still shaking.

It's over. She can't compare with Tang Qingge.

Not only that, but the loss was particularly ugly.

Some people knew Tang Qingge and said to others with a smile, "you don't know that. Eight years ago, when Miss Tang was 17 years old and Mr. Tang was also a birthday party, this Miss Tang Qingge performed for her father on the stage. At that time, it was amazing!"

Tang Qingge bared his white teeth under the gaze of the crowd and walked slowly down the stage.

"Meng Qian, are you all right?"

Tangmengqian shook her head, but her fingers were still shaking. It seemed that she had just played.

Linfengya painfully hurried to take tangmengqian off the stage. She called to Qiao Nancheng, "Nancheng, please help me appease Mengqian."