You're dumping me, huh? Fine, then I'll just pick up the school beauty and make her my wif

Su Qinghe's fingers danced across the piano keys, bringing Liszt's "The Bell" to life.

The highly difficult skills and the deep emotions were perfectly combined, which amazed everyone present.

As the last note faded, the entire concert hall fell into a brief silence.

Everyone was so amazed that they were speechless.

The next second, thunderous applause erupted in the concert hall.

Immediately afterwards, all sorts of sounds surged in from all directions like a tide, carrying amazement and praise, assaulting Su Qinghe's eardrums.

She blinked in a daze, looking at the audience members who had stood up and were applauding, and for a moment she didn't know how to react.

Shen Yue stood to the side of the stage, his hands clasped in front of him, his gaze fixed on the girl in the champagne-colored dress under the spotlight.

His eyes were filled with amazement.

He noticed Su Qinghe at the welcome party.

Although the piece "That Summer" is not particularly difficult, the unique sense of breath and emotional expression that Su Qinghe brings to her performance is something that most performers can never learn in their entire lives.

Today's performance of "Zhong" has completely confirmed his judgment.

Highly difficult skills, precise rhythm control, and full emotional investment.

You won't find another person in the entire Kyoto University Music Society who can do all three things at the same time.

"What a treasure trove!"

Shen Yue muttered something to himself, a barely perceptible smile curving his lips.

He then straightened his suit collar and strode toward the stage.

Su Qinghe had just stood up from the piano bench when she saw Shen Yue already standing in front of her.

He walked quickly, his face filled with barely suppressed excitement.

"Qinghe, I must take back my previous assessment of you."

Upon hearing this, Su Qinghe was slightly taken aback.

Shen Yue smiled slightly and continued, "I thought you only had some skill before, but it seems today—"

He paused for a moment, then continued in a very serious tone: "You are a true genius."

"You flatter me, President."

Su Qinghe thanked him politely, her delicate eyebrows furrowing slightly. She subtly took half a step back, distancing herself from Shen Yue.

She wasn't used to being praised like that to her face by anyone other than Jiang Che.

"I never make small talk." Shen Yue's expression was very serious. "Your interpretation of 'Zhong' completely exceeded my expectations. Even among the piano students I know, it would be difficult to achieve your level."

He became more and more excited as he spoke, and right there on stage, he began to have an in-depth discussion with Su Qinghe about how to interpret the music.

But Su Qinghe clearly had no interest in talking to him, her gaze constantly sweeping across the audience.

Where is A-Che?

She wanted to find A-Che; she wanted him to praise her and hug her.

But instead of finding Jiang Che, Su Qinghe noticed several other figures approaching.

There were several boys wearing shirts, who looked quite young and were probably students.

They circled around from the side of the audience, their eyes fixed intently on Su Qinghe on the stage.

One of the boys, wearing black-rimmed glasses, spoke first: "Senior Su, you played so well! Can I add you on WeChat? I study piano and would like to ask you a few questions."

As soon as he finished speaking, another tall boy next to him chimed in, "Yeah, yeah, I want to join too! Junior, you look so beautiful playing the piano, I was mesmerized watching from the back row."

"Me too! Me too!"

A third boy squeezed forward, holding up his phone, which already displayed the WeChat QR code scanning interface.

Su Qinghe was somewhat at a loss due to this sudden turn of events.

She subconsciously took a half step back, her fingers unconsciously clenching the hem of her skirt.

His gaze swept past the people in front of him, eagerly searching for that familiar figure in the crowd.

Where is Jiang Che?

He was clearly sitting in the corner just now...

"Junior Su, just scan it, it'll be quick." The boy holding the phone took another half step forward.

Su Qinghe pursed her lips, about to refuse, when a hand suddenly reached out from the side and naturally wrapped around her slender waist.

That familiar scent instantly enveloped her.

Su Qinghe's tense shoulders relaxed instantly.

"If you have any questions, you can add me on WeChat. My girlfriend doesn't add strangers."

Jiang Che's voice came from above, every word asserting his dominance.

The man with black-rimmed glasses was taken aback when he saw Jiang Che. His gaze swept back and forth between Jiang Che and Su Qinghe twice before he awkwardly withdrew his right hand, which was holding the phone.

"N-I'm sorry, I didn't know that Junior Su had a boyfriend..."

The expressions of the other two boys also became subtle.

They glanced at Jiang Che a few times, then at Su Qinghe whom he was holding in his arms, and finally wisely made way for him.

Shen Yue didn't react in any particular way, but he gave Jiang Che a meaningful look and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

"Since you're tired, go and rest first. We can talk about it later if you have any thoughts."

He nodded to Su Qinghe, his tone as gentle as before.

Then he turned around and called the other members to come on stage to perform.

Jiang Che didn't linger any longer. He put his arm around Su Qinghe's soft waist and walked off the stage, through the side aisle, and towards the back row seats.

Along the way, many people turned their attention to the two of them.

Some were envious, some were jealous, some were resentful, and some were simply watching the spectacle.

Jiang Che didn't care at all.

He even deliberately slowed down his pace so that everyone could see clearly who was embracing Su Qinghe, the newly crowned school beauty.

This is Jiang Che's person.

Just take a look, that's enough. Don't get any ideas you shouldn't have.

Just then, before the boys who had asked for contact information could leave, some senior members of the music club quickly walked over.

The person who arrived was a girl wearing round-framed glasses, and she was carrying a stack of program lists. She was obviously in charge of the logistics for today's exchange meeting.

She stopped in front of the group of boys from other schools, sized them up, and then clicked her tongue twice, saying, "You guys are from other schools, right? You've never even heard of Jiang Che?"

The man with black-rimmed glasses paused for a moment, then honestly shook his head: "We're from a university of science and technology. We heard that the Peking University Music Club was having a performance today, so we came here specifically to see it..."

"No wonder."

The girl with round-framed glasses gestured towards Jiang Che and Su Qinghe with her chin, "Look, that Jiang Che single-handedly made a drill instructor who was harassing girls kneel down during military training. The video even trended on Weibo. Don't you guys usually check Weibo?"

"Su Qinghe is his girlfriend. They've been a couple since the beginning of the semester, and everyone in our school knows it."

"You guys are asking for WeChat right off the bat, aren't you just asking for trouble?"

Another male member chimed in, half-jokingly and half-seriously: "That's right, that's right. Our Kyoto University's most handsome and beautiful girls are already locked up. Students from other schools can just watch the show and not get any other ideas."

Several male students from the university looked at each other, their faces turning pale and then red.