Supremely Talented Tyrant
Chapter 971 - 970

"The 'Piano Prince' competes in piano skills with his rival, suffers a humiliating defeat, and flees the scene!"

Early the next morning, this headline dominated the front pages of major online news outlets, entertainment platforms, and forums everywhere!

"Brother Ming! Brother Ming! Something terrible happened!"

Inside a hotel in Hua City, at Yan Ming's temporary residence, a man in pajamas suddenly burst out of one of the rooms in the presidential suite, then dashed as if possessed toward Yan Ming, who was sitting on the couch reading sheet music.

"Along, what's the matter? As my manager, you need to maintain your composure at all times. Don't lose your cool over every little thing..."

This person was Yan Ming's manager, the one who had slowly nurtured Yan Ming from an unknown nobody to his current level of fame. However, as Yan Ming's status rose, he increasingly looked down on this manager. After all, the celebrities Yan Ming knew mostly had beautiful female managers, while he was stuck with a man over forty years old...

"You... you've made the headlines!"

"What did you say?!"

Yan Ming's first reaction to the news was excitement—he was about to become famous! But within the next second, his expression suddenly grew grim, his eyes filled with contemplation. Then, a flash of rage erupted in his gaze. Recently, he hadn't done anything noteworthy that would land him in the headlines. The only possibility was the incident yesterday with that guy!

"See for yourself..."

Realizing Yan Ming's reaction, Along quickly handed him the tablet in his hand. Displayed on the device were the headlines from several websites, all covering Yan Ming's debacle with Hao Jian the day before!

Seeing the title of the headline, Yan Ming's face instantly darkened. The hand clutching the tablet tightened visibly.

Nonetheless, he managed to hold back for the moment. He clicked on one of the pinned websites, opened the headline about himself, and slowly scrolled down to the comments section. As he read one comment after another, Yan Ming eventually couldn't hold back any longer...

"Yan Ming? Who's that? Is he even a figure in the piano world? Never heard of him. And yet, the editor has the nerve to feature this kind of low-tier nobody?"

"Tsk tsk, one of the so-called top ten piano newcomers, but he lost a piano battle to his romantic rival—and even lost the girl. Looks like this guy completely embarrassed himself this time!"

"Top ten newcomer? More like an idiot. He had the nerve to curse at the audience who were cheering for him. He deserved to get hit for saying those things!"

"Honestly, this rookie has hit his limit. Even his supporters have abandoned him. I have no idea how his brain works—did he lose it when he was born?"

"..."

"Damn it! How dare these people say such things about me?!"

When Yan Ming finally reached the bottom of the comments, the fury in his eyes ignited into full-blown flames. With a vicious swing of his arm, the tablet in his grip was hurled out the window to the ground below, where it shattered into countless pieces with a heavy clatter.

Fortunately, it was still early morning, and the plaza beneath the hotel was empty. Otherwise, not only would Yan Ming be making headlines today, but his reputation would likely worsen further in the coming days. After all, no one appreciates this level of uncivilized behavior...

"It's all that bitch Ye Linglan's fault! If she hadn't rejected me, none of this would have happened! And that guy, that bastard, I swear I'll find a way to destroy him!"

Yan Ming's face twisted with fury as he directed his hatred toward Ye Linglan and Hao Jian. He had once been a "Piano Prince" with a promising future. But yesterday, all of his honors had turned to ash and disappeared, leaving an irretrievable void.

Sitting silently on the couch watching it all unfold, Along shook his head internally. If only Yan Ming could change his attitude and start over, perhaps there would still be hope. But seeing him like this, it was clear that comeback was unlikely...

Yan Ming was not a patient man. If not for his talent and Along's resourcefulness, Yan Ming would never have climbed to where he was now.

But now, he had fallen from that height with a resounding crash. If it had simply been a case of losing to someone else, it wouldn't have been such a big deal. The problem was that Yan Ming had dared to make those outrageously arrogant remarks to his own supporters!

Without his piano skills, Yan Ming was just an ordinary person. Yet he had the audacity to speak to his supporters so condescendingly and even demand things from them. Even Along couldn't figure out when Yan Ming had developed such an insufferable personality...

As for why Yan Ming had come to Hua City to perform, Along knew full well—it was all for Ye Linglan. And now, not only had he failed to win the woman he desired, but he had also suffered a crushing defeat in front of his rival. To top it off, he had made a complete fool of himself in the process.

It was the classic case of losing both the battle and the war. Instead of using this plan to win over Ye Linglan, he had ruined his reputation. Restoring his image would likely take three to four years at minimum.

But no one in this industry is willing to waste resources on someone who can't generate profit for three or four years. Especially not when that person is as cold and jagged as a rock.

In other words, Yan Ming was now a hard, unwanted stone.

"No, I can't let those two wretches enjoy their happy lives. I have to teach them a lesson!" A crazed look gradually spread across Yan Ming's face as he muttered lowly, "Ye Linglan, since you don't want to be with me, I'll make sure the rest of your life is steeped in misery..."

"And that man, Hao Jian, right? I'll make sure someone takes care of you too. No one dares to cross me, Yan Ming, and gets away with it. I refuse to believe you're good at anything besides playing the piano. Can you even fight?!"

Yan Ming's muttering was quiet, so quiet that even Along didn't catch it. However, Along did notice the changes in Yan Ming's expression and sighed internally—this guy was beyond saving...

"Along, I'm heading out. I won't be back tonight..." Acting on his thoughts immediately, Yan Ming did not hesitate at all. He grabbed his suit jacket and wallet, threw out those words, and left the presidential suite in no time.

"This won't take long..."

Meanwhile, Ye Linglan, who had risen early to help her younger brother with his rehabilitation, smiled as she watched his body improving day by day. She felt an overwhelming sense of joy.

After all, his hand had been broken, but they had managed to piece it back together—thanks to Hao Jian's help. Thinking about how her brother would soon be able to do what he loved again, Ye Linglan couldn't help but look forward to that day.

However, determining exactly when that day would arrive depended on Hao Jian. Since Ye Chunliang's rehabilitation exercises were under Hao Jian's guidance and overseen by his superb medical skills, they had to follow his instructions to the letter.

Today, like every day, Ye Linglan carried out the exercises Hao Jian had taught her. If done daily at 8 o'clock, it would only be a matter of time before her brother could move normally again.

"Sis, you get up so early every day to help me. Thank you…" Ye Chunliang, noticing the faint dark circles beneath Ye Linglan's eyes, felt a pang of guilt. But with his injured hand, he could only sit on the sofa, setting his arm on the armrest.

"You're my brother; taking care of you is my responsibility. Besides, it was because you protected me that you got hurt in the first place. Don't you ever say such things again. Otherwise, not only will I want to hit you, but your brother-in-law will probably come over and smack you too. Do you want him to slap you?"

Ye Linglan's slight anger at her younger brother's words took on a teasing tone as she pointed this out, causing Ye Chunliang to stiffen in awkward silence.

At his sister's words, Ye Chunliang's expression froze. He quickly pleaded, "Sis, please don't tell Brother Hao about this! If he finds out, it'll be more than just broken hands and feet—I'll be done for!"

He recalled past instances where he had gone against Hao Jian and ended up on the receiving end of some nastily creative punishments. Even when Hao Jian didn't hit hard, the places he hit would ache for days afterward, making Ye Chunliang deeply cautious about antagonizing him.

Now, just the mention of Hao Jian was enough to make Ye Chunliang beg for mercy. Internally, he couldn't help but grumble about his sister's tendency to use her husband to threaten him, even though he also knew it was because Hao Jian disapproved of overly polite formalities from close family members.

"Then behave and listen to me..."

"Buzz buzz buzz..."

Before Ye Linglan could finish speaking, her phone began to ring...

"Hehe, you'd better take that call!"

Grateful for the interruption, Ye Chunliang heaved a soft sigh of relief. At least he no longer had to worry about his sister's teasing threats. But curiosity soon piqued him—who could be calling his sister so early in the morning?

"This is..."

Pulling out her phone and glancing at the familiar number on the screen, Ye Linglan's face gradually darkened...

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