Obsessive Tycoon and His Swan Girl
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Si Qing, who had been very uneasy just a moment ago, had now calmed down.

He recalled what Jiang Zhe had said to him before going on stage, “Just dance to the rhythm you practice with, and leave the rest to me.”

With his mind steadied, since he had no other choice, he decided to do as Jiang Zhe had instructed.

His dance was a modern dance, depicting the mutual secret crushes and tentative advances between a young girl and boy, their naive youthful affections, their desire to draw closer yet fear of failure, and their reluctance to part.

He played both roles himself, and his dance moves were full of tension.

As he danced, the sound of a piano echoed in his ears, a piece of modern piano music he had only heard once before.

Remarkably, the piece perfectly matched the mood and movements of his dance. Having heard it only once, he couldn’t remember the melody or the rhythm, but he could feel that Jiang Zhe’s piano playing was accommodating his dance moves, not only following his rhythm but also guiding it.

He gained confidence and strength, becoming lighter and more forceful in his movements. With each beat, he immersed himself more in his dance than ever before.

Jiang Zhe’s piano sound, unheard by anyone else, resounded throughout the venue.

The originally somewhat noisy venue gradually quieted down, drawn into the world of her piano sound.

The girl sitting in front of the piano, wearing a simple school uniform, didn’t seem much different from others in the same attire.

But the flickering halo of light made her distinctly stand out.

Her behavior and demeanor were casual, as if the piano in front of her was just a toy that she had casually acquired and favored on a whim.

The music sounded unfamiliar, yet irresistibly immersive.

In the end, amid a burst of intense musical sounds, the rhythm of the music and the dance reached a climax.

On stage, the final piano note ended, and Si Qing’s dance move paused right on cue.

The lights went out.

Below the stage, after three seconds of silence, there erupted a wave of enthusiastic applause.

The judges sitting in the front row exchanged glances, all of them shaken by the high quality of the performance they had witnessed at this cultural festival!

Xia Enci was screaming her support for Jiang Zhe until her voice was almost hoarse.

Qin Jingchen was slouched in his seat, his demeanor calm as water, his handsome features both gentle and sharp, a faint smile playing on his lips.

Even though the stage was shrouded in darkness, in his eyes, Jiang Zhe still shone brightly.

Wang Xue, who had been waiting to mock Jiang Zhe and Si Qing, stood by the side of the stage, her complexion changing several times under the lighting.

The piece that Jiang Zhe played was very obviously tailored for Si Qing, a tune unknown to Wang Xue.

Yet the spontaneously chosen music matched Si Qing’s dance flawlessly, and Jiang Zhe’s performance was impeccable.

Halfway through, Wang Xue had hoped several times that Jiang Zhe would make a mistake or that her moment would be brief.

However, not only was there no fault in Jiang Zhe’s performance, but it also grew increasingly impressive, whether in emotional buildup or technical display, it was something Wang Xue could only look up to.

She saw Meng Yirou, also standing close by, seemed to be deep in thought as well.

Meng Yirou quickly turned and silently walked away.

Clenching her teeth, Wang Xue went backstage with a sullen face.

Teacher Cao was full of satisfaction—Jiang Zhe’s performance was truly remarkable!

She was about to offer some words of praise when she noticed the displeased expressions on the other students and decided not to say anything.

The applause from the audience below had ceased.

The judges had given their scores, which, when added up, were far higher than the violin solo by Meng Yirou that had been leading by a wide margin just moments before.

Si Qing couldn’t contain his excitement and said breathlessly, “Jiang Zhe, our score is really high!”

“I know,” Jiang Zhe’s face still wore its usual cool indifference, as if he had anticipated this outcome all along and felt no additional joy.

She took the bottle of mineral water offered by Teacher Cao, opened it, and took a sip.

Si Qing was very excited, and though he wasn’t usually talkative, he said quite a few words then.

Jiang Zhe put down the mineral water, “You can collect the award yourself later. I’m leaving.”

She still didn’t know what condition Xiao Meng was in and needed to rush to the hospital.

“Sure, I’ll bring your trophy back for you later,” Si Qing responded.

Their program had already been nearing its end, and there were only two acts left before the conclusion. Winning the championship medal was an anticipated event.

Jiang Zhe walked toward the audience to inform Qin Jingchen that she was going to the hospital.

Onstage, the other performances had ended, and the award ceremony was beginning.

Jiang Zhe and Qin Jingchen had just received some items from Xia Enci and were about to leave.

“Jiang Zhe, wait!” A voice stopped Jiang Zhe.

Recognizing it as Zhang Xi’s voice, she didn’t plan to pay any attention.

For irrelevant people, Jiang Zhe always found it a waste of effort to bother.

Zhang Xi ran up to Jiang Zhe in a few steps and spread her arms to block her path, “You can’t leave!”

Jiang Zhe’s eyebrows lifted slightly, a trace of impatience showing in her beautiful, fox-like eyes, “What, does your family own the school or something?”

“Jiang Zhe, there’s no need for harsh words. Since you and Si Qing just won first place with your act, why not wait until after the award ceremony to leave?” asked Zhang Xi.

“Is that any of your business?” Jiang Zhe was barely holding back her murderous intent.

Qin Jingchen was about to escort Jiang Zhe away when the commotion had already attracted a lot of people’s attention.

Furthermore, with the award ceremony ongoing and Jiang Zhe’s name being mentioned onstage, everyone started looking in her direction.

Though she was dressed in a common school uniform, she stood out conspicuously amongst the crowd.

Many couldn’t help but turn to look at her, kindly reminding her, “Jiang Zhe, it’s almost your turn to collect the award! You performed so well, you should rightfully claim your medal!”

Seeing that people were paying attention here, Zhang Xi raised her voice, “Do you think Jiang Zhe doesn’t want the medal? She’s afraid to collect it!”

“Why would that be?” asked a student who was unaware of the situation, curiously.

Jiang Zhe’s patience had been depleted to its limit, and a murderous look flickered in her cold eyes.

Feeling her agitation, a frosty edge swept across Qin Jingchen’s normally gentle features. He was about to take action when Jiang Zhe grabbed his hand.

There was no need for Qin Jingchen to get involved in school matters.

With a slight squeeze of her fingers in his palm, Qin Jingchen understood her meaning.

In truth, he hadn’t been planning to get involved just then. He trusted Jiang Zhe to handle any situation well.

He simply couldn’t bear to see Jiang Zhe slighted.

Jiang Zhe’s gesture served as a reminder to Qin Jingchen, whose expression returned to its mild state, his eyes now reflecting the same indifference as Jiang Zhe’s.