The applause lingered on...
Ning Fan walked back to his seat, smiling as he watched over everyone, including Xu Xiaoqing and their group.
"Yo, why are you all crying?"
Xu Xiaoqing was muttering when she suddenly heard Ning Fan's remark and immediately began to curse.
"Ning Fan, you bastard, you actually made me cry, you owe me, you owe me!"
Ning Fan shamelessly joked, "I can compensate you, how about I pay you back with a few billion when we get home, what do you think?"
Xu Xiaoqing's face turned red, her adoration and infatuation dissipating into the air. No matter how good his piano playing was, he was still the same shameless rogue!
Xu Xiaoqing sat back in her seat with a cold huff, "Get lost... You're not being serious at all!"
Ning Fan chuckled and then gave Zhou Jiangming and Wang Xiaodie an indifferent glance.
Zhou Jiangming's face lost all color, he aged several years in an instant, unable to comprehend how the Ning Fan before him could produce such heavenly sound.
