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"Compete with me? Why? Who are you? What are you doing here?" Jiang Xueli didn't quite understand what this person's purpose was.

But the white-haired girl didn't say much. Instead, she looked down at the guitar in her hands and gently played it with her slender fingers.

A moving song then began with the sound of a guitar.

Jiang Xueli quietly observed the unfamiliar girl. The girl was about 1.7 meters tall, with double eyelids, a high nose bridge, and rosy lips.

The color of the pupils is also whitish, seemingly indicating a mixed-race ancestry, or perhaps they are wearing colored contact lenses?

She was extremely beautiful, so beautiful that even Jiang Xueli was surprised.

Jiang Xueli was quite certain that she had never seen a girl like this before, but the other person clearly knew her.

The ethereal voice of the white-haired girl made Jiang Xueli frown slightly.

With such a beautiful singer and such a high level of musical skill, Jiang Xueli even had a premonition that if it weren't for Zheng Ran's recent guidance, she would have been in trouble.

The opponent is likely stronger than me.

He possesses absolute musical talent.

After the song ended, the white-haired girl looked up at Jiang Xueli and said in a gentle voice, "I'm done singing, it's your turn."

Jiang Xueli almost instinctively picked up her guitar as well, but before singing, she looked up at the white-haired girl and asked, "If I beat you, can you answer my question?"

The white-haired girl nodded and said, "Okay."

Jiang Xueli said confidently, "Thank you."

Lily found a place to sit down and sang one of her own original songs with all her might, while the white-haired girl listened quietly.

After Jiang Xueli finished, she even applauded, saying, "Great job, you're definitely better than me."

Jiang Xueli breathed a sigh of relief after her victory. Luckily, she had been training hard for the competition recently, otherwise she might not have won: "Thank you for the compliment. So, who exactly are you?"

The white-haired girl looked slightly dejected and said to herself, "It's a bit of a pity that I didn't win against you." She smiled and said, "To answer your question, I'm actually here because of your boyfriend. I like him."

Jiang Xueli froze, frowning: "Huh? You like Zhengran?" She stood up warily: "So he's a rival in love, no wonder... But it's a pity he's not here at noon today."

"I know." The white-haired girl blushed. "I've liked him for a long time, but I don't know how to make him like me back."

Jiang Xueli chuckled and said arrogantly, "Although you sing very well, you should still forget about it. Zheng Ran will never like a strange girl."

The white-haired girl also stood up: "I sing very well too, don't I? No worse than you."

Jiang Xueli asked in confusion, "So what? Whether Zheng Ran likes someone or not has nothing to do with singing. Do you think that if you sing like me, Zheng Ran will like you too? They're completely different things, okay?"

The other person's eyes changed slightly: "Perhaps. Although I don't know what kind of girl Lin Zhengran likes, if I have all the advantages of you girls, he should be attracted to me, right? He'll notice me, and I'll become his favorite girl."

Jiang Xueli frowned: "What are you talking about..."

The other person took out an expensive voice recorder from his pocket and placed it on the table: "There is one of my original songs in here. I hope you can take it back and let Lin Zhengran listen to it. Maybe he will like my song."

Jiang Xueli looked at him with disdain: "Do you think I'm bored? Why would I do something like this?"

The white-haired girl asked, "Are you afraid that he'll like me after hearing this?"

Jiang Xueli scoffed, hands on her hips, and said defiantly, "How could that be? I heard your singing too. Even if you're very good, you can't compare to me, much less to Zheng Ran's single finger. So no matter how well you sing, he won't like you because of a song."

The white-haired girl turned around with a smile: "Then what are you afraid of? Why not let him hear it?"

She left the room and closed the door.

Jiang Xueli was shocked that the other person had run away so easily. She chased after them, opened the door, but found that they were nowhere to be found. Jiang Xueli stood there bewildered, wondering why they had acted so strangely.
She turned to look at the recorder on the table, picked it up, and turned it on.

The white-haired girl's singing voice then came through the recording pen.

It is a love song of extremely high quality.

Jiang Xueli was surprised again: "It really sounds great..."

The music competition began in the afternoon, and Jiang Xueli sang on stage as a contestant. She deliberately scanned the audience to make sure that the white-haired girl who had appeared at noon was not there.

Jiang Xueli was certain she would recognize the other person immediately if their hairstyle and appearance were so distinctive.

But it was obvious that the other party did not come.

After the match, Jiang Xueli won again and advanced to the semi-finals.

During their rest time that evening, Lin Zhengran and Jiang Jingshi went to find Jiang Xueli. Jiang Jingshi, dressed in a women's suit, encouraged her:

"Lily sang well; it seems like she's a shoo-in for the award."

Jiang Xueli laughed heartily: "Sister Jiang is here. Don't worry, I'm confident of winning this competition. Although I was a little nervous at first, I'm now fully in the zone."

She saw Lin Zhengran, put her hand in her pocket and touched the recorder, and said, "Zhengran, I have something to tell you."

Lin Zhengran asked curiously, "What is it?"

Jiang Xueli thought for a moment: "Actually, I didn't have to tell you." She pouted: "But that girl's tone was too arrogant, as if I was afraid to tell you."

Lin Zhengran asked in confusion, "Lily, what are you talking about?"

Jiang Xueli took out a voice recorder: "Here, this is it. At noon, I met a girl with white hair. She said some strange things to me."

She told Lin Zhengran about her encounter with the white-haired girl at noon, and Jiang Jingshi listened with curiosity.

The three of them didn't go to the cafeteria, but went straight back to their hotel room.

After discussing the matter, Jiang Jingshi sat on the edge of the bed, her high heels clicking on the floor: "So Lily, you mean that at noon there was a white-haired girl who liked Zheng Ran? And then challenged you?"

Jiang Xueli sat on the bed like a duck: "Yeah, but you didn't beat me! Your skill level is still a little lower than mine."

She said frankly, "But she is really good. I feel she is better than the contestants in this year's music competition. She even gave me this song, saying that if Zhengran listens to it, he might like it."

Lin Zhengran leaned against the headboard, thinking to himself, "White-haired girl?"
He suddenly remembered the first time he visited Jiang Jingshi's house, when he also encountered a white-haired girl. Although it was just a glimpse of her back, he had definitely seen her before.

And that time at school
Lin Zhengran's contemplation made Jiang Jingshi and Jiang Xueli both look at him.

Jiang Jingshi asked in confusion, "Zhengzheng? What are you thinking about?"

Jiang Xueli asked curiously, "Zhengran? What's wrong?"

Lin Zhengran replied, "It's alright, then play it out and listen to it."

Jiang Xueli, holding the recorder, suddenly asked in a low voice before playing it: "Idiot Zhengran, you don't actually like a girl just because she sings well, do you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he got a flick on the forehead.

Lin Zhengran crossed his arms: "What are you thinking? Am I that fickle?"

Jiang Xueli and Jiang Jingshi exchanged a glance, thinking to themselves that putting everything else aside, he was indeed a womanizer. (End of Chapter)