The Great Reborn Collectors
8 : On Stage

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Onstage

"Chunming, greet me!"

The people below the stage were purely watching the show and did not mind the matter getting bigger. They all shouted and jeered.

"Alright, alright. It's not that great to know how to play the piano.”

Cai Xiaoli looked at Cheng Jianjun's smug look and said to him in a bad mood.

"Whether it's good or bad is another matter, but I played it. Why, Han Chunming, are you trying to be shameless?”

Cheng Jianjun did not care about Cai Xiaoli's attitude at all. His tone was very tough.

Su Meng, who was standing beside him, saw that the atmosphere was a little off and quickly tried to smooth things over,

"Alright, Jianjun, we were just joking just now. Why do you have to take it seriously?”

"It's not that I'm being serious. The key is that Chunming said to everyone just now that if anyone can pop out, he'll call them master.

He didn't know how to play, but that didn't mean that others wouldn't talk about it. This was too much of a look down on others. What's wrong, Chunming? Are you going back on your word?”

Cheng Jianjun had been jealous of Han Chunming for a long time. Now that there was a rare opportunity to attack him, he wouldn't let him get over it.

Han Chunming was provoked by his words and immediately stood up.

"No, Jianjun plays the zither well. I'm the one who looked down on him.”

After saying that, Han Chunming looked around. The audience was very quiet.

He did things in an open and aboveboard manner. Even though he knew that he was slapping himself in the face, he did not think of denying it.

At this moment, Han Chunming clenched his fists tightly. The word 'master' was already on the tip of his tongue.

"Jianjun, with your lousy piano skills, don't embarrass yourself here.”

At this critical moment, a crisp and loud voice broke the silence and made Han Chunming swallow the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

When everyone heard this, they all looked in the direction of the voice.

He immediately realized that the person who had spoken was none other than Han Chunming's best friend, Zhang Zheng.

He was sitting steadily on his seat with a small wine glass in his hand. He drank and drank by himself as if no one was around, looking very pleased.

Seeing that Han Chunming was about to greet him, he didn't expect Zhang Zheng to suddenly interrupt him. Thinking of this, Cheng Jianjun couldn't help but frown. He said to Zhang Zheng rudely,

"What's wrong, Zhang Zheng? From what you said just now, you think my level is as good as yours.”

Everyone was an educated youth. Who didn't know each other? He could play the piano because he worked in a piano factory, and Zhang Zheng was a train attendant. Cheng Jianjun would never believe that he could play the piano.

He guessed that Zhang Zheng wanted to stand up for his good brother. These two people were inseparable. They were so close that it was as if they were wearing the same pair of pants. It was in line with his usual style.

Her words just now were equivalent to putting Zhang Zheng on the stage. If he couldn't play, he would be embarrassed along with Han Chunming.

"You're right. That's what I mean.”

How could Zhang Zheng not know that Cheng Jianjun had ill intentions? But he dared to stand up, so he naturally had full confidence. Cheng Jianjun's words went along with his thoughts and saved him a lot of trouble.

Cheng Jianjun stared at Zhang Zheng playfully and raised his voice.

"Zhang Zheng, I know you have a good relationship with Han Chunming, but you don't have to belittle me. You said that your piano skills are higher than mine.”

The educated youths below the stage were discussing animatedly. Today's scene could be described as full of twists and turns. Cheng Jianjun's performance just now had already surprised them.

They couldn't believe that Zhang Zheng, who had gone to the countryside to cut the queue with them, could play the piano.

When Zhang Zheng heard this, the corners of his mouth slowly curled up. He sneered,

"Cheng Jianjun, if I play better than you later, what will you say?”

"If you can play better than me, then I'll call you grandpa in person!

However, you said it was good. Everyone has to decide. That way, we can all be convinced.”

Cheng Jianjun didn't believe that Zhang Zheng knew how to play the piano at all. He thought that Zhang Zheng was just playing with his mouth. This guy hung out with Han Chunming all day, and even Cheng Jianjun didn't like Zhang Zheng.

Zhang Zheng nodded. As he walked onto the stage, he said to the crowd,

"Everyone heard it. We have to judge properly later. No one is allowed to be biased!”

As he said this, he was about to walk onto the stage. Just as he passed by Han Chunming, he suddenly pulled his sleeve.

"Masako, can you do it or not? This bro has already lost enough face today. Don't drag you down with you.”

Han Chunming was extremely familiar with Zhang Zheng. He knew what he was capable of. In his opinion, Zhang Zheng was just chasing a duck.

Zhang Zheng knew what his brother meant. After giving him a reassuring look, he strode onto the stage.

"Alright, alright. Zhang Zheng usually keeps a low profile among us educated youths. We've been together for three years and we haven't seen any talent performances from him.

Since he wants to give us a performance today, we have to give him a warm welcome!”

Yang Huajian's hosting skills were really good. Seeing that the situation was a little delicate, he quickly stood up to control the situation.

The people below the stage were also very respectful and clapped their hands.

When the applause in the hall became sparse, Zhang Zheng's piano solo officially began.

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