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Zeng Jia blushed, while Zhou Jinhua looked amazed.
As Zeng Jia stepped down from the stage, Zhou Jinhua gentlemanly assisted her. Perhaps he didn't even realize it himself.
When Zhou Jinhua and Zeng Jia passed by me, Zhou Jinhua instinctively let go of her hand. I noticed that Zeng Jia's expression became somewhat stiff. However, she quickly adjusted herself.
Before I could say anything, Zhou Jinhua called out to me first. "Chen Lan, don't you play the violin? Why didn't you go up to perform?"
I smiled and looked at Zeng Jia. "Zeng Jia has a performance today, so I took over her duties to host the visiting guests."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Jinhua immediately became indignant. "How can you do that? This is clearly bullying you!"
Zhou Jinhua's words made Zeng Jia's face turn even stiffer. "No, Chen Lan is the chairperson; this is her responsibility."
Zhou Jinhua didn't listen to Zeng Jia at all and continued to defend me. I smiled and said, "I really volunteered for this."
Only then did Zhou Jinhua calm down, while Zeng Jia's expression grew even worse.
On the weekend, my mother invited several ladies over for afternoon tea at our home. Madam Zhou was certainly among them. When Madam Zhou asked me why I didn't perform at the recent cultural event, everyone looked at me with great anticipation.
I smiled and looked at Madam Zhou.
"Zeng Jia's piano performance was impressive; I won't embarrass myself by going up."
My mother shot me a glare.
"Did you win that international violin award for nothing? How can you compare to Zeng Jia?"
Everyone suddenly understood; it turned out Zeng Jia had stolen my thunder.
Madam Zhou, who was usually dignified and gracious, rarely showed such sharpness.
"Is Zeng Jia the country bumpkin who thinks playing the piano is enough to show off? How can she compare to your violin?"
Madam Zhou's face turned pale with anger.
"I don't know what kind of spell Zeng Jia has cast on Jin Hua; lately, Jin Hua seems completely enchanted!"
I raised an eyebrow; indeed, Madam Zhou was aware.
The matter between Zeng Jia and Zhou Jinhua had spread throughout the school long ago.
Although Zeng Jia had rejected Zhou Jinhua, it didn't stop the rumors from circulating.
However, judging by Madam Zhou's expression, Zeng Jia had no chance.
Madam Zhou valued social status above all; she would never allow someone like Zeng Jia into her family.
I lowered my head, hiding the smile at the corner of my mouth.
Oh, Zeng Jia, you went through so much effort, only to end up with nothing.
Let me see just how much capability you really have.
Seeing the awkward atmosphere, my mother quickly said, "A Lan, didn't you prepare a performance? Go ahead and play a piece for Aunt Zhou."
I nodded and got up to fetch my violin from upstairs.
I sat in the center of the hall and began to play.
The beautiful sound of the violin flowed like a fairy gently strumming a zither, like a woodland spirit fluttering its transparent wings through the green forest.
Everyone was immersed in my music, unable to pull themselves away.
As the piece ended, I slowly opened my eyes.
Madam Zhou looked regretful.
"If A Lan were on the field, she would definitely be the most dazzling one!"
I lowered my head, feeling shy.
"Aunt Zhou, don't say that. Zeng Jia is also working very hard."
At the mention of Zeng Jia, Madam Zhou's expression darkened.
"Why bring her up? Someone who only knows how to seek attention can't compare to you."
Under my mediation and recommendation, Madam Zhou's nephew Stephen returned from studying abroad and became a music teacher at the academy. To thank me, Madam Zhou specially brought a gift to my home.
I smiled and pushed the gift back.
"Aunt, this is what I should do!"
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