Luo Xinxin's face was flushed with anger. She glared at Lu Qingyi, regretting that she had revealed the matter.
"Humph, without me, your performance will certainly fail. Let me tell you, I have been taking piano lessons since childhood and have passed several grades," Luo Xinxin fumed, her face filled with pride.
From birth, she was destined to be ahead of many, equipped with medical knowledge and piano training from an early age.
She was more talented than most.
She was aware of her classmates' skill level in piano – it was minimal at best.
"We don't need you."
Li Xianya spoke up, her voice surprisingly serious.
Even without Lu Qingyi, even if their performance was not good, she would never let Luo Xinxin perform or beg Luo Xinxin to perform.
"Which grade have you passed?"
Lu Qingyi looked at Luo Xinxin, her face revealing a half-smile.
"Level 8."
Luo Xinxin proudly announced, holding up eight fingers. She was beaming with pride.