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

Su Qinghe was discussing the details of the adaptation with the short-haired girl when she heard Shen Yue call her name, so she looked up.

She roughly guessed what Shen Yue wanted to ask.

As expected, when she approached, Shen Yue cut to the chase and asked, "Qinghe, what's your thought about what happened a few days ago? Didn't you say you'd give me an answer soon?"

"It's about the Beijing University Arts Festival that I mentioned to you before."

Shen Yue rubbed his hands together, trying to keep his tone relaxed, "Didn't you say the other day that you were going back to discuss it with your boyfriend? It's been several days now, and I'm a little embarrassed to rush you, but the registration deadline is approaching..."

He stopped there, looking at Su Qinghe with expectant eyes.

To be honest, Shen Yue has been feeling uneasy these past few days.

He knew Su Qinghe's strength all too well.

After all, Su Qinghe was the freshman with the most solid piano skills he had ever seen. Her performance of "That Summer" at the welcome party and "Zhong" at the last exchange meeting were both award-winning.

If this were performed at an arts festival, it would be a game-changer.

But this girl is too introverted; she always asks her boyfriend's opinion first.

What if Jiang Che tells her not to go?

Then Su Qinghe definitely won't go.

Shen Yue was on the verge of tears. If a contestant of this caliber missed the arts festival, it would not only be a loss for the music club, but also a loss for Peking University.

It was also Su Qinghe's own loss.

After listening, Su Qinghe did not answer immediately. The scene of her snuggling in Jiang Che's arms that night to discuss this matter involuntarily floated into her mind.

She was actually quite hesitant at the time.

On the one hand, I haven't participated in a competition seriously for a long time, so I'm a little apprehensive.

On the other hand, I also felt that this was indeed a rare opportunity to train.

She poured out all her concerns to Jiang Che, and after listening, Jiang Che patted her head and said something with a smile.

"You play the piano now because you enjoy it, not to win awards, so you won't lose out no matter the outcome."

"Since it's a worthwhile investment, why not give it a try?"

These words shattered the last vestige of hesitation in her heart.

Pulling herself out of her memories, Su Qinghe refocused her gaze on Shen Yue's expectant face.

"I went back and discussed it with A-Che." Su Qinghe blinked, a slight smile playing on her lips, her tone much lighter. "He's very supportive of my participation."

Upon hearing this, Shen Yue's anxiety, which had been hanging in suspense for several days, finally subsided.

He couldn't help but think "nice" to himself, and the awkwardness on his face instantly turned into a smile.

Nodding, he said, "It's good that you're participating, Qinghe. It's not that the club president is forcing you to participate, it's just that your talent on the piano is too rare."

"The Beijing University Arts Festival is a rare opportunity. The judges in previous years have all been highly respected professors in the field. If you miss it, you will definitely regret it in the future."

With Su Qinghe's abilities, let alone representing Peking University in the competition, she would not be inferior in the slightest even if she competed directly with contestants from music academies.

Su Qinghe showed no emotion upon hearing this, maintaining a calm and polite smile throughout.

In fact, she knew very well that if A-Che hadn't given her a push when she was hesitating, she would most likely have still chosen to refuse.

Standing on the stage, being watched by so many people, just thinking about it made her nervous.

But as A-Che once said, excellence is not just about doing things well, but also about daring to showcase oneself.

So she was willing to give it a try.

As for the prestige of a judge's title, those were secondary deciding factors for her.

"Come on, let me add you to the competition group first."

Shen Yue took out his phone, found a WeChat group, and opened the group chat to share the QR code: "This is the official group for the arts festival competition. It contains contestants from various universities. Any new information about the competition will be announced in the group as soon as possible."

Su Qinghe nodded, then took out her phone and scanned the QR code, quickly entering a group chat called "The 12th Beijing University Arts Festival - Piano Group".

The group currently has only about fifty members, and there aren't many messages, mostly just official posters and promotional materials.

Su Qinghe quickly noticed the pinned group announcement.

The announcement was posted by "Organizing Committee - Teacher Li" and contained a detailed set of competition rules.

Su Qinghe clicked on the link and began to read it carefully.

The competition consists of two rounds: a preliminary round and a final round. The preliminary round requires video submissions, which are then screened by a panel of judges to determine the shortlist.

The final was a live performance held at the Beijing Concert Hall, with five professional judges scoring the performances on the spot.

For the preliminary round, participants can choose their own music, with a duration not exceeding eight minutes.

The final piece can also be chosen by the contestants themselves, but it must not be the same as the piece from the preliminary round.

Su Qinghe was making plans in her mind as she read.

For the preliminary round, just choose a piece you are most confident in.

For the final, I need to prepare another piece in a different style.

This does put the contestants to the test of their musical repertoire depth.

Given the tight schedule and heavy workload, it's quite challenging to master a piece of music from scratch in just over a month.

"Please read the competition rules carefully. If there's anything you don't understand, feel free to ask me anytime."

Shen Yue leaned closer and glanced at the announcement on her phone, adding, "Then, try to choose a piece to practice as soon as possible in the next couple of days. The deadline for submitting the preliminary round video is the 10th of next month, so there isn't much time."

"Okay, I understand, thank you, President." Su Qinghe nodded seriously.

Shen Yue waved his hand and smiled, then added after thinking for a moment, "By the way, a few people in the club are planning to have dinner together near the school tonight. Would you like to come along? They'd like to get to know you better."

Upon hearing this, Su Qinghe shook her head without hesitation, a slightly apologetic smile on her face.

"Thank you for your kind offer, President, but I won't be going. My boyfriend will be picking me up later."

He spoke these words frankly and openly, without the slightest hesitation.

Several members who were packing up their instruments nearby heard this and all felt a pang of envy.

The short-haired girl was the first to exclaim, "Ah, how wonderful! My boyfriend always comes to pick me up."

Another boy holding a cello sighed silently, lowered his head and continued wiping the strings, muttering, "The difference between people is greater than the difference between people and dogs."

Shen Yue smiled and shook his head, unable to describe the feeling in his heart.

There's definitely some envy.

The guy named Jiang Che is indeed extraordinary; he's the kind of guy who can make a girl like Su Qinghe willingly entrust everything to him.

"Okay, then be careful and go home to rest early."