Chapter 959: Face-Slapping! 4
Xia Weibao’s hands were the same—white, slender, and long.
The fair skin was so delicate that even the veins seemed like jade, and her nails were a naturally soft pink color, not needing any embellishments, naturally beautiful.
The hands in front of her, Ruan Shushu’s, were really similar, but her skin wasn’t as good as Xia Weibao’s.
A bit rough.
Xia Weibao’s was really like a baby’s, making one want to touch them, so tender and smooth.
The type that never touches spring water.
After Pei Hong left, everyone gathered around Ruan Shushu, fawning over her.
"Shushu, Master Pei Hong is really good to you."
"Yes, I’m so envious. He even came to see you knowing you were sick."
"If only I had half your talent, I wouldn’t hope to become Master Pei Hong’s disciple, just to join the National Studies Association..."
"I was just a bit lucky to enter the National Studies Association first, you’ll have your chances in the future too," Ruan Shushu said modestly.
But in her heart, she was full of disdain, humph!
Just you, wanting to join the National Studies Association? Isn’t that wishful thinking?
Despite the contempt in her heart, she smiled and interacted with everyone, feeling an unprecedented satisfaction in her vanity from the flattery.
She casually glanced in the direction of Yan Yuexian, and upon seeing that area cold and deserted, Ruan Shushu felt even more smug.
At that moment, the host came in with the program schedule, distributing a copy to each person.
The performance order was decided by drawing lots earlier; Yan Yuexian drew the last spot, so she wasn’t in a rush to prepare.
She slowly looked through, checking what pieces others would be performing.
When she saw that Ruan Shushu was second to last, just before her, Yan Yuexian felt upset.
The most annoying thing was that Ruan Shushu had chosen the same competition piece as her!
"Xiao Xiang Shui Yun"!
Their names were side by side, with the same contest piece, what could be more frustrating than this?
Not only was the piece the same, even the order coincided.
That means that right after Ruan Shushu’s performance, it would immediately be her turn.
People have a preconceived notion; with this, she was already at a disadvantage from the start.
Yan Yuexian was furious, how could she be so unlucky!
And Ruan Shushu, seeing such a result, laughed.
Truly fate, same piece, yet she was performing before Yan Yuexian!
With her performance as a benchmark, Yan Yuexian would be embarrassed this time.
People around started whispering, clearly not expecting this turnout.
"Oh my god, Ruan Shushu chose the same piece as Yan Yuexian, and even their performance order is together; how unlucky for Yan Yuexian."
"Yes, Shushu is so talented, playing the guqin so well. After her performance, how inferior will Yan Yuexian seem."
"Tsk, tsk, Ruan Shushu and Yan Yuexian have always been the biggest rivals. Is this fate meddling, making Yan Yuexian lose to Shushu on such an occasion..."
The discussion was loud, almost as if intentionally letting Yan Yuexian hear.
A girl who was usually quite close to Yan Yuexian couldn’t listen anymore.
She interjected, "You can’t speak so conclusively, the competition hasn’t even started, who knows who will win."
"Hah, is there even a need to compete? Our Shushu is a disciple of Master Pei Hong, would she catch his eye without some skill?"
"Exactly, leaving skill aside, just look at the zither. Shushu’s using the Solitary Zither, an ancient famed instrument, can ordinary zithers compare?"