Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

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Qiao Nian looked at the arrogant and domineering man again.

"Didn't you say that Master Rahma is your friend? He has a very good relationship with you, and only you can invite him."

Old Vienna's face turned red, his heart was in his throat, and his throat was dry.

Qiao Nian knows how to poke lung tubes.

"It seems like Master doesn't recognize you?"

"...Gurgling." Vienna's throat made a sound like spitting, and it took a long time to squeeze out a feeble explanation: "Master and nobleman are busy."

"oh."

Her careless "Oh" was like a slap on the face of Vienna, who was trying his best to explain. The slap made the music master's face turn green and green, because he was too embarrassed to fall out at this moment.

Then Qiao Nian didn't give him time to breathe, and immediately asked: "So...are you convinced?"

Accept or not.

Hundreds of people at the scene once again laid their eyes on him, and those eyes were like ten thousand steel nails piercing his body, nailing him to the pillar of shame.

Vienna was breathing rapidly, clenching her fists, and staring at the girl on the stage with her eyes, as if she wanted to eat her.

Qiao Nian, on the other hand, was calm and cold. He turned slightly sideways and raised his chin. There was no fear in his eyes that he wanted to see.

There is only a sense of oppression from the superiors.

Damn oppressive feeling.

"Are you angry?"

"Tsk." Qiao Nian chuckled coldly, raised the ends of his eyes, and responded to Vienna's half-hateful, half-threatening gaze with his dark eyes, and said unhurriedly: "You were the one who came to the stage to provoke me first, and you are also the one who disrespects others. You are the one clamoring for comparison...Why are you unconvinced?"

"If I were you, I would readily admit that my skills are inferior to others, and at least be more free and easy--"

Haitong clenched her fists in anger in the audience: "She actually asked the Viennese masters to admit their mistakes, and she said it would be better for the masters to admit their mistakes quickly."

Elena took her bag, stood up and gently said to her: "Sorry, I'm going to the bathroom."

"...Ah." Haitong looked at her in surprise. Is she going to the bathroom at this time?

But Elena seemed to be fine. She looked into her eyes, calmly and elegantly, without the slightest impatience in her eyes: "You don't mind, do you?"

Haitong was impressed by her eternal elegance and calmness. He nodded immediately and reluctantly said: "Go ahead."

Elena took Bao Pingting and walked away.

Haitong suddenly lost his spiritual support and felt a little uneasy. He looked at the stage again and saw that Vienna was obviously unable to withstand Qiao Nian's oppression.

“…Music shouldn’t be so competitive.”

He hasn't finished speaking yet.

The girl said impatiently: "Are you convinced or not?"

Vienna choked again.

Ni Mi laughed at the side: "Yes, you have been talking here for a long time, are you convinced or not? Didn't you say that when Master Rahma comes, you will be convinced?"

"Everyone is here now, what? You want to change your story again."

Vienna originally wanted to fool him, but one of them, especially Nie Mi's merciless words, blocked all escape routes, forcing him to answer directly.

Under the gaze of hundreds of pairs of eyes, no matter how brave he is and how thick-skinned he is, he can't drag it out any longer.

"I admit that classical music has its own unique charm."

Qiao Nian interrupted him again and shattered his beautiful fantasy of trying to explain away the past with one sentence: "That's wrong. You should say that you admit that you were wrong when you said that only the violin and piano can perform the best music."

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