CHAPTER 78: CHAPTER 78 RECOGNIZED

This way not only would someone accompany her, but she could also pass on all she had learned in her lifetime.

Rong Zhi curled his lips, saying lightly, "That’s fine."

As they spoke, the performance on stage had already begun.

Shen Luoluo’s cello was played with great spirit. Although she was somewhat lacking in technique, this spirit made up for the minor shortcomings. The style of the music, like her name, was poised and lively.

But no one could recognize which song she was playing.

The judges, however, knew that the performance piece this contestant No. 21 filled in was an original composition.

Initially, they had little expectation for the performances following Rong Meng’s. But who would have thought a dark horse would emerge among the average students, impressing everyone?

It was still her own composition, showing great strength.

With the performance finished, applause erupted, and everyone enjoyed listening.

Yao Zhengqiu smiled, nodding continuously.

Excellent, excellent, there are a lot of great talents in this year’s Music Hall.

Backstage, having listened to Shen Luoluo’s entire performance, Rong Meng’s eyes were filled with disbelief.

This is Shen Luoluo?

What was she playing? How did she play it? No, when did her skills improve?

Rong Meng couldn’t figure it out, and planned to ask Shen Luoluo for a clear explanation when she came down.

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Shen Luoluo received high scores and praise from the judges, unable to hide the joy on her face. After maintaining her posture and thanking the judges, she left the stage.

She wanted to find Rong Zhi, but Rong Meng intercepted her first.

"Luoluo, the performance was great. Did you take cello lessons recently?" Rong Meng asked with a smile.

Shen Luoluo was in a hurry to find someone, shaking her head repeatedly, "No, just Granny Tao Ruisi gave me a few pointers, I didn’t take any classes."

No classes, then how did she improve so fast?

Rong Meng bit her lip, once again raising suspicions about the Granny Tao Ruisi Shen Luoluo mentioned.

"Meng Meng, since you care about me so much, why don’t I take you to meet Granny Tao Ruisi? She’s in the concert hall right now," Shen Luoluo said.

Rong Meng was startled. Though puzzled, internally she resisted meeting friends of Rong Zhi, quickly refusing, "No need, I have things to do, first..."

"Brother Zhi, over here!"

But Shen Luoluo didn’t wait for her to finish and waved in a direction.

Rong Meng stood there, her body momentarily stiff.

The slender figure of a young man leaving with a swipe of a card flashed before her eyes.

That card was still kept by Rong Xian’an. He checked it, and there really was a million yuan in there.

And that million felt like Rong Zhi’s silent mockery of them, mocking their cold-bloodedness and heartlessness.

Rong Meng didn’t want to turn around; she didn’t want to see Rong Zhi’s striking face.

They were clearly twins, but Rong Zhi was much more attractive than her, exquisite and beautiful, his looks bending gender boundaries, and as for herself, she resembled Ying Man the most, inheriting Ying Man’s elegant beauty.

So aside from her background, what she hated the most was Rong Zhi’s face.

It was just too annoying.

Born from the same mother, why was Rong Zhi so much better-looking?

"Brother Zhi, how was my performance today?"

Shen Luoluo’s voice came from beside her, and Rong Meng took a deep breath, putting on her usual gentle smile, with a clean and pure temperament, turning around and softly calling, "Little Zhi."

She might not be as good-looking as Rong Zhi, but she had her own strengths, otherwise, how could she hold the position of the school belle at First Middle School? Among the Rong Family members, who was bad-looking?

Rong Zhi had just noticed Rong Meng, but hadn’t planned to say anything, yet Rong Meng greeted her first.

She responded with a light "hmm," particularly distant.

Rong Meng’s smile immediately became somewhat forced, sighing, "Little Zhi, are you still mad at mom? Mom didn’t mean it... she’s been thinking of you all this time, even asked me to take care of you more at school."

"If you feel you’ve had enough fun, you should move back. It’s not good for our family to be apart, don’t you think?"

Obviously, it was Ying Man who couldn’t stand Rong Zhi, which led to his moving out of the Rong Family. In her words, it turned into Rong Zhi being inconsiderate, wanting to mess around outside.

If someone unaware of the truth heard this, they would surely criticize Rong Zhi for being unfilial.

Rong Zhi lifted his gaze, speaking calmly, "Are you sure you want me to move back?"

Rong Meng was stunned, "What?"

"I said," Rong Zhi leisurely curled his lips, dragging his tone lazily, "after you worked so hard to drive me away, and want me back again, are you sure?"

With her intentions exposed, a flash of panic crossed Rong Meng’s eyes, quickly suppressed, as she bit her lips, her eyes slightly red, "I wasn’t... Little Zhi, how can you say that about me?"

"Rong Meng, there are no Rong Family members here." Rong Zhi shut her up, interrupting her performance calmly.

Rong Meng: "..."

"Why couldn’t I understand anything I heard?" Shen Luoluo held Tao Ruisi’s arm, watching the ’deep sibling bond’ scene with a look of complete confusion. "And Brother Zhi, did you move out of the Rong Family? Then where are you living now?"

"Where am I living?" Rong Meng quickly caught onto the point in Shen Luoluo’s words, staring at Rong Zhi in surprise, "Little Zhi, aren’t you living at school?"

Rong Zhi’s eyes showed a hint of coldness, suddenly laughing, a bit of wickedness curling at the corners of his lips, "Where I live, what’s it got to do with you?"

Rong Meng, however, reacted. Avoiding the topic meant Rong Zhi probably had nowhere to live now.

Or perhaps, was he staying at some benefactor’s house?

Rong Meng felt disgusted, but her face showed hurt, frowning, "How is it unrelated? You are my brother."

Rong Zhi only smiled without speaking.

Rong Meng kept staring into her eyes, those bewitching foxy eyes, particularly ethereal, deep, and black, filled with a thin chill. Staring and staring, Rong Meng felt herself being sucked into those eyes, falling into boundless darkness.

She was startled, quickly snapping back to her senses.

How could she lose focus staring at Rong Zhi? This was too strange!

Rong Meng clutched her suddenly wildly beating heart, involuntarily stepping back two paces.

At that moment, a sudden urge to flee appeared deep inside her heart.

Rong Meng almost couldn’t maintain the expression on her face. She took a deep breath, suppressing the shiver in her heart, "Little Zhi, you..."

Her voice faltered.

Rong Zhi raised an eyebrow.

Rong Meng’s gaze went past him and landed on another person, her voice louder than when she’d heard Rong Zhi wasn’t staying at school, filled with surprise and disbelief, "Tao Ruisi?!"

Next to Shen Luoluo stood an elderly woman dressed in a vintage gown, her hair, a mix of black and white, meticulously pinned up, her face kind and gentle, exuding warm and noble grace.

Rong Meng’s gaze locked onto this face she knew so well, her pupils constricting.

Why was Tao Ruisi here?! Wasn’t she supposed to be in M Country?!

"Meng Meng, you know her?" Shen Luoluo said in surprise, then started introducing her, "This is Granny Tao Ruisi I’ve been telling you about."

Rong Meng found it even harder to believe, Shen Luoluo’s words were like a thunderbolt, striking her soul into a daze.

Who would have thought the Tao Ruisi Shen Luoluo was talking about was actually that master!!!

This must be a joke!!!

But no matter how hard Rong Meng looked or tried to distinguish any differences, she found nothing wrong.

In her room, she had cello compositions by Tao Ruisi, with a solo picture of her on them.

She often flipped through that sheet music, imprinting Tao Ruisi’s image in her mind over and over, hoping that one day she could talk to that master of the grand stage.

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