Picking Up a Gorgeous CEO for a Wife
Chapter 473 - 473 0473 It's Useless to Say More

473: Chapter 0473: It’s Useless to Say More 473: Chapter 0473: It’s Useless to Say More “Everyone, calm down!

How could a human surpass the precision of a computer?

Is it possible that the Piano Tuner is malfunctioning?”

Wen Zihua’s eyes widened in an instant!

Once again, a sliver of hope rose in his heart!

Right!

It could be that the Piano Tuner is malfunctioning!

How could a person be more accurate than a computer?

The praise from the guests below slowly ceased, as everyone felt Zhang Junyi made some sense.

What if it was all a big mistake?

Even Wang Lang harbored doubts.

If Master John couldn’t do it, could Mr.

Qin actually achieve it?

“Somebody, bring the backup Piano Tuner.”

Soon, the staff brought over the spare Piano Tuner, and Wen Zihua gestured for Wang Lang to go ahead, who decisively struck the piano keys.

However, the reality was cruel, shattering all of Wen Zihua’s notions!

Zero!

Still zero!

But, with the initial shock having worn off, Wen Zihua didn’t lose his composure as much this time.

Seeing that Wen Zihua didn’t freak out, Zhang Junyi perked up, asking in a deep voice, “Zihua, how is it?

Is the error margin huge?”

“Error margin your face!” Wen Zihua forcefully slapped the Piano Tuner onto Zhang Junyi’s hands.

If the setting had been different, it would’ve been his face that got slapped!

Looking at the data on the Piano Tuner, Zhang Junyi was utterly dumbfounded!

How could this be?

“Mr.

Qin is unmatched in tuning, Zihua admires you!”

At this moment, Wen Zihua had not a trace of wishful thinking left.

He almost regretted showing off his piano skills to death.

Wasn’t this just bringing disgrace upon himself?

It was all that damned Zhang Junyi’s fault!

“Zihua, still calling him Mr.

Qin?

Shouldn’t you adopt a different title?

If you sincerely seek apprenticeship, you might not reach Music God level, but you will at least become a Hall of Fame-level pianist.

Otherwise, where would I put my face?” Qin Yu said with a grin.

Wen Zihua’s mouth twitched uncontrollably, finding it harder to publicly call out ‘Master’ than to be killed!

Seeing Wen Zihua’s miserable face, Zhang Junyi stepped forward, “Zihua, don’t be fooled!

Just because this surname Qin is good at tuning doesn’t mean he can play the piano well.

Surname Qin, if you’re so capable, why don’t you play a piece?

If you truly play better than Zihua, then you can show off!”

“Big sister’s husband, you don’t need to back me up.

Zihua, no, my good disciple has already lost enough face.

I better not continue to strike at his pride,” Qin Yu said with a smirk.

Wen Zihua, so angry his mind was in complete disarray, blurted out, “Mr.

Qin, please play!

If you really play better than me, today I will admit you as my master in front of everyone!”

“Ah, it’s really tough being too outstanding, being forced to take on disciples is quite annoying.

Since you are so eager to take on a master, I shall oblige.

But let me make it clear beforehand, if you dare to fancy your master’s wife in the future, I will certainly break your dog legs.”

“Enough talk, let’s see the real deal with our skills!” Anyway, he had already lost face to the extreme.

Wen Zihua was all in—after all, a dead pig isn’t afraid of boiling water!

“Since my good disciple is so enthusiastic, I must oblige you.

My good disciple played ‘Norma’s Recollections.’ I will also play ‘Norma’s Recollections,'” Qin Yu said with a smile, looking toward Wang Lang.

Wang Lang was taken aback and quickly stood up, yielding his seat to Qin Yu.

Qin Yu sat down nonchalantly, immediately entering a wondrous state.

It was as if, in this world, only he and the piano remained.

Qin Yu keenly felt the piano expressing its joy to him.