Unveil Her Secret Identities
Chapter 361 Lu Qingyi: I never took _1

Chapter 361: 361 Lu Qingyi: I never took _1

Luo Xinxin’s face was flushed with anger. She glared at Lu Qingyi, regretting that she had revealed the matter.

"Humph, without me, your performance will certainly fail. Let me tell you, I have been taking piano lessons since childhood and have passed several grades," Luo Xinxin fumed, her face filled with pride.

From birth, she was destined to be ahead of many, equipped with medical knowledge and piano training from an early age.

She was more talented than most.

She was aware of her classmates’ skill level in piano – it was minimal at best.

"We don’t need you."

Li Xianya spoke up, her voice surprisingly serious.

Even without Lu Qingyi, even if their performance was not good, she would never let Luo Xinxin perform or beg Luo Xinxin to perform.

"Which grade have you passed?"

Lu Qingyi looked at Luo Xinxin, her face revealing a half-smile.

"Level 8."

Luo Xinxin proudly announced, holding up eight fingers. She was beaming with pride.

Piano Level 8 was a high standard to meet. She believed that no one in her class was at a higher level than her.

Li Xianya was quite taken aback but did not comment further. Level 8 was quite advanced even for those who did play the piano.

The class was surprised as well but held their tongues, considering the harsh words Luo had recently spouted.

"Oh."

Lu Qingyi’s expression remained indifferent, emotionless.

"By the way, who is going to play piano for the performance?" Luo Xinxin asked, a mocking tone in her voice, as she looked around the classroom.

She only wanted to mock the performer.

"Me."

Lu Qingyi spoke softly, the single word uttered slowly.

Li Xianya was intending to speak, but stopped when Qingyi beat her to it.

"What level are you?"

Luo Xinxin looked Lu Qingyi up and down, making no effort to hide her disdain.

She believed that Hardrick’s most famous Professor Lu must be extremely busy and would not have any spare time to waste on piano lessons.

"I haven’t taken the exams."

Lu Qingyi replied nonchalantly, her hands in her pockets, exuding a sense of laziness.

Indeed, she had never taken the exam. She had thought of doing it just for fun, but she had been dismissed by the examiner soon after she began her performance.

"Pfft."

Luo Xinxin laughed.

How ridiculous, she thought, imagining Lu Qingyi, who had never taken a piano exam, daring to perform onstage – it was bound to be a face-losing act.

"I’m looking forward to seeing you humiliated."

Luo Xinxin declared.

She intended to show everyone how inept Professor Lu, the most renowned figure in Hardrick, was at playing the piano.

"Just wait and see."

Lu Qingyi’s lips curled slightly into a smile. She replied carelessly.

She had no qualms about serving humble pie, having done so many times in the past.

Fuming, Luo Xinxin left the room, while Li Xianya looked at Lu Qingyi with a worried expression.

"Qingyi..."

It wasn’t Lu Qingyi’s potential embarrassment in front of the class that worried her, but the possibility of Qingyi losing face in front of Luo Xinxin.

"The June Piano Piece hasn’t been released yet, right?"

Lu Qingyi interrupted Li Xianya, changing the topic.

Lu Qingyi was obviously referring to the unreleased piece.

"Ah, no."

Li Xianya, still a bit dazed, wondered why the topic had suddenly shifted to the June Piano Piece. But she didn’t think too much into it.

She did not consider that Lu Qingyi could be June because June was already a well-formed image in everyone’s mind – no one could imagine June as a girl who was not even twenty.

If they considered when June first became famous, if she was not yet twenty, then June would have been a minor at that time. It seemed improbable.

"Just listen to it for yourself."

Lu Qingyi softly patted Li Xianya on the shoulder and spoke.

Releasing it would certainly cause a commotion, which could be a hassle.

Li Xianya nodded. Unsure of where Qingyi had sourced the piano piece from, she only dared to listen on her own and not share it indiscriminately.

Li Xianya knew Lu Qingyi had her resources. But she didn’t know whether this was the piece June was about to release. If it was, then unnecessary trouble would arise once she released it.

"Qingyi, will you be needing a piano?"

Li Xianya asked.

Considering that their school was a medical school, not a comprehensive or an arts school, they didn’t have resources like a piano room. All the students here studied medicine-related subjects.

Practicing piano at school was indeed a challenging task requiring having one’s personal piano.

"No, will there be a piano available on the day of the performance?"

Lu Qingyi shook her head, her tone somewhat cold.

She didn’t need to practice; as long as they had a piano on the day of the performance, that was enough. She didn’t see the need to be overly demanding for such an ordinary performance.

A piano would suffice.

"Yes, there is one, but the one provided by the school is not very good. Most people prefer to bring their own."

Li Xianya nodded, indicating that the quality of the piano provided by the school was mediocre. Typically, a good piano was required for a good performance, hence most proficient pianists had high standards.

"Oh, as long as there’s a piano, there’s no need to bring an extra one."

Lu Qingyi nodded, deeming the additional effort bothersome.

"Alright then."

Li Xianya didn’t know what else to say, but she was still concerned for Lu Qingyi.

"I’m off to Professor Wei Song’s office."

Lu Qingyi looked at the clock on the wall, then left the classroom.

She had asked Wei Song to handle the laboratory matters.

It was unprecedented for a freshman to enter the laboratory. Li Xianya assumed Wei Song was having a hard time managing it.

Wei Song...

Li Xianya took a deep breath. Indeed, Lu Qingyi had unabashedly addressed him by his name.

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Lu Qingyi entered Wei Song’s office without knocking, appearing casual and at ease.

Inside the office, an elderly professor with gray hair and reading glasses was sitting.

The professor adjusted his glasses when he heard the door open, turned back displeased.

"Can’t you knock?"

He frowned at Lu Qingyi, his voice filled with dissatisfaction.

This student, so impolite, doesn’t even know how to knock on the door.

"Qingyi, come sit."

Upon seeing Lu Qingyi, Wei Song got up cheerfully and pulled up a chair for her.

"Oh, she doesn’t need to knock."

Wei Song patted the elderly professor on the shoulder, chuckling.

So what if Lu Qingyi didn’t knock on the door?

Even if she were to break his door, he wouldn’t dare utter a single word of protest.

Lu Qingyi, without any hesitation, took her seat on the chair Wei Song had drawn out.

"Professor Wei, favoring students like this is not good. You were never like this before."

The elderly professor frowned at Lu Qingyi, perturbed by the sight of such a beautiful and eye-catching young girl.