Shao Yunxuan's hands, hidden under the wide sleeves of her traditional-style coat, maintained a composed expression, but the palms beneath the sleeves were clenched with sweat.
She was mentally prepared, knowing that Mr. Chu Kong would definitely ask her to play the piece again.
There was no escape.
She rose from the couch with a very respectful attitude.
Chu Kong gave her a smile of encouragement and anticipation.
Next to him, Mei Qin grew even more expectant. How skilled must Miss Shao be to receive such gentle treatment from the usually stern master?
Aside from his first disciple, the master had never been so patient with anyone else.
He couldn't help but think of the master's first and only disciple.
That was a disciple truly cherished at the heart's core!
It seemed that Miss Shao might be the second.
Shao Yunxuan gracefully stood up, straightened her clothes simply, and walked slowly to the grand piano in the center.
