Your level of music is only at this level

"What?!"

Xiao Qianqian and Lu Zhu looked at each other and saw the anger in each other's eyes.

"What are you playing?"

They repeated.

This kind of comment was something that Xiao Qianqian had never heard before in her life.

In the past, when she played the guqin for others, she was always praised.

She had heard so much praise that she stopped caring.

Today, she thought Ye Ning would say something similar, but she never expected to hear such criticism.

This made her feel three parts angry and more than half of her good impression of Ye Ning disappeared.

"Your arrogance knows no bounds!"

Lu Zhu couldn't help but reprimand him.

"And yet you speak about my young lady in that way. Do you even understand music theory?"

Ye Ning said this because he didn't think much before speaking when Lu Zhu asked him.

After saying it, he regretted it a little and felt that he shouldn't have been so direct.

But the words had been spoken, and as a man, he couldn't back down.

Instead, he relaxed, folded his hands behind his back, and said.

"Then how do you think I should have said it?"

Lu Zhu said naturally.

"Of course, you should have praised my young lady's playing as excellent."

Ye Ning looked thoughtful.

"You play the guqin quite well"

Xiao Qianqian's face gradually sank, thinking to herself.

"Consider this person awake."

But she was too happy too soon, and she heard Ye Ning say.

"It's just a shame it lacks soul."

When Lu Zhu heard this, she wanted to argue, but was stopped by Xiao Qianqian.

She was not happy in her heart, and her eyebrows were slightly furrowed.

"What do you mean by 'soul', Lord Ye?"

Xiao Qianqian's voice was really pleasant to listen to.

In Ye Ning's heart, he was confused.

Xiao Qianqian's voice was not gentle, but it carried a bit of fiery energy.

However, her tone had a natural charm, whether angry or happy, which could hit a man's pleasure point.

"The musical instrument is not lifeless, it has vitality, where does its vitality come from? Half of it comes from the musician's performance, and the other half comes from the music score."

Ye Ning said what he was thinking.

"The young lady's performance is not bad, but unfortunately, the music score is mediocre."

He added, hoping to encourage Xiao Qianqian's skill level a bit.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Qianqian became even more angry.

"Are you saying the music score is not good?"

Ye Ning nodded.

"Yes, it is not good."

Lu Zhu snorted coldly and said.

"You are really ignorant. Do you know who composed this music score?"

Ye Ning shrugged.

"Enlighten me."

Lu Zhu straightened up slightly and said arrogantly.

"The composer of this 'Flowing Water' music score is Mo Lao, who is the chairman of the court musicians and also happens to be the music teacher of my young lady!"

"Mo Lao has composed no less than a hundred works during his lifetime, and this piece of music can be called a masterpiece. This 'Flowing Water' music score is the gift he gave to the young lady. Yet, you, not knowing the vastness of the world, dare to criticize the way of playing an instrument of a master. Do you think that's funny?"

Hearing this, Ye Ning sneered in contempt.

He didn't even know who this chairman of the court musicians was.

If you don't know, there's no need to be afraid.

He continued.

"So this is the extent of the Chairman's musical ability?"

Xiao Qianqian could not contain her anger, her voice cold.

"Is Lord Ye looking down on my teacher because you think your skills are superior?"

"Or maybe you could perform a little, to broaden my horizons and let me hear some more impressive music?"

It was easy to hear that Xiao Qianqian was truly angry.

But Ye Ning was not worried.

The painful and bitter experience of countless internet-elders had taught him a truth: "do not flatter."

Those who rely on flattery will have no way out!

As long as he is outstanding enough, the woman will naturally be interested in him.

Therefore, Ye Ning did not need to care about how Xiao Qianqian spoke.

If she was a woman who was used to being flattered and wanted to be seduced, he should use the opposite approach.

"To be honest, my skills are average."

Ye Ning said apologetically.

"But I can play a little, to show you what true music is."

Why did Xiao Qianqian feel uncomfortable hearing this?

First, he spoke of his own ability.

Then, he wanted to show her what true music is.

"Okay, then I'll clean my ears and listen!"

At this point, Xiao Qianqian had forgotten about her mission.

In the field where she was most arrogant, being criticized by others made her very uncomfortable.

"But, I have never done anything without a good reason."

Ye Ning said, pulling the curtain in front of his eyes.

"If I win against you in this music competition, then you have to remove the curtain. I don't like talking to others with a curtain in between."

Lu Zhu folded her arms and said.

"This is not in compliance with the rules."

"Okay, I agree!"

But Xiao Qianqian interrupted.

Her beautiful eyes were completely fixed on Ye Ning.

"I want to hear what you can play."

Ye Ning laughed and gestured with his finger.

"Bring the guqin."

Lu Zhu glanced and asked.

"Give it to him?"

Xiao Qianqian said.

"Yes, give it to him."

Lu Zhu angrily handed over the piano.

Ye Ning slowly sat down and first moved his hand to tune the guqin, feeling the touch.

It had been a long time since he last touched it.

After that, the guqin was played.

Just as it began, Xiao Qianqian let out a mocking laugh.

"Is that all?"

Those in the profession knew whether it was good or not just by listening.

Perhaps it had been a long time since Ye Ning had touched a guqin, as it was clearly unfamiliar to him.

The notes were not quite accurate at first, but gradually he found his rhythm.

However, his technique was still ordinary by standards.

This was normal.

In her previous life, Ye Ning was just a lover of guqins.

Hhe had learned and performed, but only to a limited extent.

Especially later on in his life, when he entered society, he didn't touch the guqin for many years.

Having a slightly lower skill level was reasonable.

"Just like this and you think it's worthy of mocking me?"

Xiao Qianqian sneered.

But as she listened, her smile gradually dissipated and was replaced by a seriousness that had never been seen before.

"This melody..."