The School Beauty’s Super Rogue
Chapter 133 - 133 131 Qin Zhiwen Wants to Turn the Tables

133: Chapter 131: Qin Zhiwen Wants to Turn the Tables 133: Chapter 131: Qin Zhiwen Wants to Turn the Tables One day later, it was Friday.

Qin Hao’s back injury was quite severe and still a bit painful.

The gunshot wounds on his limbs had healed pretty well, at least moving wasn’t an issue, though it was a bit inconvenient, still within bearable range.

Lin Yuhan seemed to be extremely busy and hadn’t come to the hospital, but even when busy, she’d call around meal times.

It seemed like she was telling Qin Hao to eat, but actually, she just wanted to check on his condition.

She cared about Qin Hao but stubbornly didn’t admit it, and Qin Hao was helpless.

Today’s sun was exceptionally warm; it looked like another sunny day.

In the ward, Qin Hao was having breakfast with Zhao Mengke and Gu Qinyue.

Gu Qinyue ate quite ladylike, while Zhao Mengke, like a foodie, grasped an oil cake with her tiny hand, eating joyfully, looking as adorable as a little kitten.

“Hehe, Qin Hao, there’s a performance at the art club at three this afternoon.

Want to watch it together?

There are lots of pretty girls!” suddenly Zhao Mengke laughed slyly.

Qin Hao glanced at this chick and said, “Seeing you so eager, it must be money-related again.”

“Am I really that greedy for money?”

Zhao Mengke gave a dry cough and said, “But there are judges for this performance, and the one with the highest score can win a prize of 10,000 yuan.

Look, I’m so talented and versatile, I just want to showcase my talent.”

“…”

Showcase talent?

Greedy is greedy!

Qin Hao rolled his eyes at Zhao Mengke, as if saying he had already seen through her.

But Qin Hao remembered that Yu Dongling had also invited him last time, and being cooped up in the hospital was boring.

Going out for some fresh air would be nice.

So, Qin Hao nodded and said, “Alright.”

After resting in bed all morning, by two in the afternoon, Qin Hao changed his clothes and, supported by Gu Qinyue, left the hospital, took a cab, and arrived at Qingshan University.

The art club’s performance was held at the school’s performance center.

Qin Hao, led by Zhao Mengke, arrived there.

At this moment, a lot of people were behind the scenes, tuning their instruments.

“Hehe, Dongling.”

Zhao Mengke immediately spotted Yu Dongling who was wiping her violin and cheerfully walked over to her side, grabbing Yu Dongling’s chips with one hand, munching them, and laughing, “Dongling, your violin is amazing, you might get second place this time.”

“Then who will be first?” Yu Dongling asked curiously.

“Hehe, of course, it’s the talented and beautiful me!

Didn’t you forget how well I play the yangqin?” Zhao Mengke bragged.

“…”

Yu Dongling’s mouth twitched, recalling Zhao Mengke’s yangqin skills, she quietly pulled Zhao Mengke aside and said, “Of course, I can’t forget.

At that cultural evening, the venue was about to be full, but once you started playing the yangqin, half the people ran away crying, saying they came to enjoy music but ended up suffering…”

Zhao Mengke was immensely embarrassed.

“Xiaomeng, we have no grievance against you, so don’t torture our ears.

Last time it took me begging the art club’s president for you not to be blacklisted…” Yu Dongling said helplessly, “If you try this again, getting blacklisted would be minor.

It would be lucky if you weren’t accused of attempted murder.”

“Well, alright.”

Zhao Mengke was dejected, realizing cruel reality, with tearful eyes, seeing the money slipping away.

“Qin Hao.”

Suddenly, Zhao Mengke slapped Qin Hao’s shoulder with an old-fashioned air and said, “As the saying goes, talented people are envied by heaven.

It seems today I can’t outshine, I must retreat from Jianghu.

This stage belongs to you youngsters, make sure to get first place for me, don’t let me down!”

“…”

In Qin Hao’s heart was a saying unsuitable for translation, pondering whether to say it or not.

He came to watch, but this chick, for the prize money, was throwing him into the limelight?

This chick was too shameless!

“Qin Hao, you made it?” Yu Dongling also smiled, greeting Qin Hao, then said, “Are you showcasing something today?”

“I advise you not to, otherwise, you might end up as Qin Zhiwen’s stepping stone.”

At this moment, a laugh rang out.

Qin Hao paused, turned, and saw a girl looking at him with a smile.

He recognized her as Shen Min, seemingly Chen Xinrou’s friend.

“Today Qin Zhiwen has meticulously prepared a piece, determined to regain his honor.

He’s not only playing the piano himself but also has Chen Xinrou accompanying him on violin.

You know, Qin Zhiwen’s piano skills are top-notch, and Xinrou’s violin has won awards.

Together, they practically have first place in the bag, unbeatable.”

Shen Min praised.

“Yes, I heard Qin Zhiwen’s piano is famous.

This time he intends a big move, and our art club has sent elites to accompany him,” Yu Dongling nodded in agreement.

“So, you should avoid confronting him.

Otherwise, if you become Qin Zhiwen’s stepping stone and he rises at your expense, that would be unfortunate, right?” Shen Min said with a smile, her attitude towards Qin Hao quite friendly, always thinking he was someone not to be messed with, hence wanting to befriend him.

“Alright.”

Qin Hao nodded.

Shen Min smiled, seeing that Qin Hao knew when to advance or retreat, considering him a wise person.

“Then arrange a piano piece for me, schedule it right after Qin Zhiwen’s,” Qin Hao continued.

Shen Min’s face turned stiff, surprised as she looked at Qin Hao.

She didn’t expect his earlier ‘alright’ meant agreeing to perform on stage!

“You’re taking on a challenge!” Shen Min said with a wry smile.

“No, no, no.” Qin Hao shook his head and said, “Don’t give Qin Zhiwen too much face.

How difficult is he?”

Shen Min felt helpless.

Perhaps only Qin Hao could scorn Qin Zhiwen so lightly.

“What arrogance.”

At this moment, a few girls happened to pass by.

Upon hearing Qin Hao’s words, one of them snorted coldly, rolling her eyes at Qin Hao, muttering, “Doesn’t he know what he’s capable of, daring to scorn my Qin Zhiwen?

Does he not have a clue if he’s even a tenth of my Qin Zhiwen’s level?”

The other girls also glanced at Qin Hao in disgust, treating him as if he was just talking big.

“That one with the pigtails is a diehard fan of Qin Zhiwen.

Even now she supports him, because Qin Zhiwen’s piano once captured her heart,” Yu Dongling explained with a helpless smile, “Qin Hao, don’t get angry.”

“It’s fine, I won’t bother with people lacking taste.” Qin Hao replied nonchalantly.

“You might actually need to bother with them.”

At this, Yu Dongling timidly said, “Because they are…”

Yu Dongling suddenly paused, her expression somewhat awkward.