Hearing this, the men and women present scoffed even more:
"Making an effort? Acting as if he's a master, does he think his piano level is that impressive?"
"This is just hilarious, such pretense!"
Yue Hongxin, standing next to Jiang Yingxue, couldn't help but laugh:
"Yingxue, I don't mean to put down your little boyfriend, but Zhong Yuchen's piano skills are publicly recognized as top-notch, first-class."
"Honestly, I thought he would know better, but I didn't expect him to be so arrogant. He'll probably just end up completely embarrassing himself."
Jiang Yingxue didn't speak, just glanced at Yue Hongxin, her pretty eyes slightly furrowed.
In this situation, Yue Hongxin, as her best friend, not only refrained from helping out but repeatedly made such cold remarks, knowing full well her boyfriend was in an embarrassing situation.
It seemed the former close friend who lived and dined with her, kind and sincere, had long since changed.
