It was Wang Xiangxiang's turn to perform. She walked to the center of the stage, and like Wen Nuan, she, too, a lady from a distinguished family, possessed a presence that did not concede to Wen Nuan's.
Looking down at the audience, she smiled faintly, her bright red lips opening, "My talent showcase will also be playing the guqin."
At these words, Wen Nuan's eyes widened in shock. She couldn't believe Xiangxiang would play the guqin as well. With the current situation, it wasn't enough to win by playing the guqin alone. Why didn't she dance? Could it be she didn't know how? If she knew how to dance, it would be a reckless move to play the guqin instead. With that realization, Wen Nuan calmed down, feeling as though heaven was indeed helping her—she was assured of victory.
