The piano reverberated throughout the venue.
The sound reached everyone's ears, clear and distinct.
Then, as Tang Zhong's fingers deftly danced on the keys, pleasant notes sprang forth.
Jiang Weiwei, who had been tense all along, relaxed unknowingly when she heard the sound.
What is this?
Jiang Weiwei's gaze fell on Tang Zhong, and she had to admit, this guy could play the piano decently. Even if he lost, it wouldn't be too embarrassing.
"He said he had only played a few times, but this skill must have taken years to develop."
Jiang Weiwei had also learned piano and knew that it took time to master.
Jin Shengling originally had a cold expression, but now her face slightly changed. She hadn't expected that this guy could really play the piano, and even impressively so.
"Don't worry, President Jin, I am the Prince of Piano. This person indeed has some skill, but he is far from winning," said Jin Hongliang.
