A secret tryst? Her brotherly love triangle backfired.

Chapter 186 Even if it's just a needle, I'll accept it.

Ahead of them was a man and a woman performing a poetry recitation. After they left the stage, the host announced the next program.

Tang Wanwan straightened her sleeves, her thin back straightened, and she followed the group onto the stage with her zither in her arms.

His steps were steady, and his eyes remained fixed straight ahead.

The once noisy auditorium gradually fell silent.

In one corner of the stage, staff members had already set up the instrument stand.

The zither in Tang Wanwan's arms belonged to the girl who was originally supposed to perform. It was quite expensive, so it wasn't handed over to the staff, but rather carried up by Tang Wanwan herself.

The lights come on.

They gathered in the center of the stage, around the dancing girls.

But countless eyes below silently turned to the corners where the lights didn't reach.

There, a girl in a plain ancient-style gauze dress was slightly bowing, ignoring the countless gazes below, carefully arranging the zither, sitting down gracefully, raising her arm lightly, and plucking the strings with her slender fingertips.

The next instant, melodious and clear piano music poured out from her fingertips.

As light and gentle as flowing water, it soothes the mind and body.

The dance begins.

The singing started at the same time.

Tang Wanwan tilted her chin slightly forward, lowered her eyes, and focused her gaze on the strings of the zither in front of her.

This is indeed a fine instrument.

However, since it wasn't her usual instrument, she was still a bit rusty, and it wasn't until halfway through the song that she finally got into the groove.

The tension eased a little, and as I slightly lifted my eyelids, my gaze naturally fell on the audience.

He met a familiar gaze right in the eye.

It was Shen Zhixing sitting among a group of school leaders.

He actually came today too.

Seeing her look over, Shen Zhixing's eyes rippled slightly, and he smiled at her gently.

He sat upright in a shirt and trousers among a group of pot-bellied middle-aged men. His already handsome face became even more eye-catching with that smile.

Tang Wanwan was startled, and almost made a mistake in her fingering. She quickly turned her face away and focused on playing the piano.

The song is over.

Thunderous applause erupted from below.

The host was a sophomore, so her major was probably a good fit. She had a particularly strong ability to control the flow of the show, and seeing the enthusiastic response from the audience, she quickly started trying to keep people engaged.

The lead singer, lead dancer, and even Tang Wanwan, who plays the piano, should all be retained.

First, they were asked to give a brief self-introduction, and then a few questions were asked about the program itself.

Finally, the female host said with a smile, "On behalf of the seniors and juniors here, I wonder if any of the female students have boyfriends?"

At this moment, Tang Wanwan could already see Jiang Yanzhi below.

He was also sitting in the first row. I didn't see him when he was playing the piano, so I don't know when he arrived.

Upon hearing the female host's question, the man, who had been casually leaning back in his chair, raised an eyebrow slightly, a half-smile curving his lips as he stared intently at her.

It's as if they're saying: Let's see how you answer.

Clearly, he was very concerned about her previous attitude of hiding and being afraid of being found out.

The microphone was brought to her lips, and Tang Wanwan nodded gently under everyone's gaze, "Yes."

After he finished speaking, the auditorium fell silent for a moment, followed by a chorus of boos.

Obviously, this answer was quite unexpected.

After all, freshmen are only eighteen years old.

Moreover, University A is one of the top universities in the country. To get into such a prestigious university, you have to put in your utmost effort in your studies during high school.

How could they possibly have time for 'puppy love'?
Or did you accept a classmate's confession after the college entrance exam?
The male host asked the question on behalf of everyone.

"Is Tang's boyfriend from our school? If he's from another school, then the male students at A University won't stand for it."

A chorus of agreement rose from below.

Tang Wanwan nodded again: "It's from our school."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Yanzhi's eyes lit up, filled with a smile.

Behind him, many people were sighing with regret. It's unclear who it was, but they acted incredibly quickly.

It's rare to find such a stunningly beautiful girl in A University; how did she get snatched up as soon as she enrolled?

Some well-informed people knew that during military training, Tang Wanwan suffered from heatstroke, and a second-year male student carried her directly to the infirmary.

There was a lot of discussion.

…………

Backstage.

Tang Wanwan was taking her hair out, planning to change her clothes once the dressing room became available, when she heard a strange commotion outside the door.

A few gasps of surprise were faintly heard.

A moment later, exclamations of surprise followed several girls as they entered.

"So handsome!"

The girl with the scalded hand ran over, covering her mouth, and exclaimed to her teammates who were removing their makeup, "A handsome guy has come from outside! Our A University actually has such a handsome man!"

He's a handsome guy.

No teenage girl is without curiosity.

Upon hearing this, everyone, including Shi Minjia, rushed to the door.

Tang Wanwan's heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously looked at her phone.

really.

A new text message came in: "I'm waiting for you at the door. Change your clothes and come out. Let's go eat."

"Wow, that's amazing! His profile is absolutely stunning," one girl said. "Does anyone know which department he's in?"

Those who dared to go on stage to perform were all skilled at socializing and well-informed, and were immediately recognized by others.

"A second-year finance major, surnamed Jiang. According to reliable sources, he didn't attend classes at the school for more than a month during his freshman year. He's got a lot of connections, so let's not get our hopes up."

"Is he waiting for someone here?"

...Waiting for whom?
All eyes turned to Tang Wanwan, who was taking her hair out of the corner.

He quickly looked away.

She has a boyfriend, and having just enrolled, she has no chance to get to know any of the second-year students.

Someone said, "Who would a young master like this need to wait for? He's probably tired of being inside and came out for some fresh air."

"See that watch on his wrist? It's a seven-figure watch; there are probably no more than ten of them in the world."

Tang Wanwan blinked. As far as she knew, Young Master Jiang's watches seemed to be all custom-made.

No one has the same answer as me.

While wealth and power may be alluring, girls of this age are more likely to be attracted to beauty.

One girl said, "Money isn't important. If a handsome guy like that is willing to date me, I'd accept him even if he's broke."

Another girl chimed in, "So what if I'm poor? Even if it's a 2-second accident, I'll accept it."

Tang Wanwan: "..."

She was only vaguely understanding and was wondering if she had misunderstood.

Then Shi Minjia, who had returned, chimed in, "If we can talk about this, I'll accept even a needle."

Now Tang Wanwan understood completely, her face flushed red, "...What are you saying?"

"Just kidding," Shi Minjia chuckled at her, "They all say that, so I just chimed in."

Tang Wanwan remained silent.

She whispered, "It's not a needle."

"What?" The dressing room was too noisy, with the girls chattering away, and Shi Minjia didn't hear them.

Tang Wanwan regretted her words as soon as they were spoken, and there was no way she would repeat them.

She stood up and rushed to the locker room.

When she changed her clothes and went out, her face was still flushed.

Before I could even catch my breath, there was another commotion outside the door.

(End of this chapter)