Chu Kong nodded, unable to resist recalling how Shao Yunxuan had righteously told him that she didn't want to play the piece.
"She said, 'The best audience for a musician is oneself...'"
Chu Kong recounted to everyone what Shao Yunxuan had said that day, from beginning to end.
Because the impression was so deep, he almost repeated it verbatim.
Kunyang listened quietly, and from his slightly eased demeanor, it was clear that he also admired these words.
But what he felt even more was a sense of regret and frustration, believing that someone who could say such things should not have become like this.
Shao Yunxuan's face turned from pale white to gradually flush red, especially when she caught Lu Mian's seemingly non-existent gaze, it reddened even more.
Chu Kong lamented, "How did such a spirited and insightful child end up going so awry?"
Hearing this, Lu Mian couldn't hold back and chuckled softly.
Light and faint, the sound was not loud, but full of sarcasm.
