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Jiang Xianrou had also learned this mixed style. Perhaps it was because the music genre was more orthodox, or because she couldn't do whatever she wanted just like in rock. He kept feeling like it was missing something.

It was a little off!

It felt like she was learning how to walk.

Seeing that he wasn't moved by Jiang Xianrou's piano piece, Zhang Yang smacked his lips and looked back at the stage. He said confidently, "Young Master Qin, your expectations are too high. I think Miss Jiang's arrangement this time is very outstanding. Master Nie will definitely like it."

Qin Si realized that Qiao Nian was not back yet.

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On stage, Jiang Xianrou played her last note. Her back was covered in sweat, but after she finished playing, she became even more confident. Her uneasy heart calmed down.

of

Wanru's well-maintained face revealed an honored expression as she stood up

that even on the official stage, her

the elder below the stage for his

Nie, what do you

there calmly. He raised his eyebrows and looked at him. "What do

think of

to have such skills at her age. She's better than me when I was young. It's just that the music skills are not enough. It's also very important to be

It sounds nice, but I didn't notice the details. Master, you're the one

you also think that Xianrou's playing is not bad, I think she has good potential. You've also been looking for a student you like. Do you want to consider her?" The person who spoke had a good relationship with the Jiang family. When Tang Wanru found

the birthday party were paying attention to this topic.

his breath, he waited for the elder sitting at the

and felt that Nie Mi would agree to take her in this time. Jiang Xianrou clenched her skirt nervously as well. She was no longer as arrogant as she used to

Mi only glanced at the stage and shook his head, rejecting him directly. "Forget about accepting students. I'm old and