Song Yaoyao looked at Ye Shengge with worry and said, "Shengsheng..."
Huo Xingyun watched the situation unfold with an incredulous expression. He asked, "Ye Shengge, I said Han Xixue's performance was decent because I don't understand Chinese traditional zither. Why would you give such an evaluation?"
Ye Shengge corrected him, "I didn't say it was decent; I said it was not good."
Huo Xingyun's vision blurred for a moment, and he almost fainted from the shock. He whispered, "Is this the focus now?"
Ye Shengge glanced at him and asked casually, "Then what is the focus?"
Huo Xingyun took a deep breath and looked at her in frustration. "The focus is Zhou Wenxian! Chinese traditional zither Master Zhou Wenxian! Zhou Wenxian is coming to the scene to confront you!"
Ye Shengge responded with a leisurely "Oh." She seemed unfazed by the news.
Huo Xingyun scratched his head in exasperation. Dealing with her stubbornness was a challenge.