Simple?
You freaking tell me that Professor Anmusi's "Mixed Emotions" is simple?
At this moment, countless people clenched their fists.
Honestly, they couldn't stand it anymore.
Damn it, do you think everyone at our Royal Music Academy is useless?
Scores that countless geniuses couldn't master, and you freaking tell me it's simple?
Come on, you freaking lie down, and I'll beat the crap out of you, you bastard!
Meanwhile, Anmusi's face turned dark in an instant.
His hands had already started to tremble.
To be honest, if he could, he really wanted to sew Zhang Fan's mouth shut.
"Alright, alright, alright, Zhang Fan, since you say it's simple, please start your performance! Today, if you can't perform, don't even think about setting foot in our academy again!"
Anmusi gritted his teeth as he spoke.
If it weren't for so many people watching, he'd have cursed him already.
Simple?
Simple?
A piece he spent three years composing, being called simple by some young punk!
