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"You... you..."

Witnessing how fast Ye Fan could play the piano, fast enough to light a cigarette on the keys, the person who had criticized Ye Fan was dumbfounded on the spot.

Subsequently, Ye Fan waved his hand, and the dense swarms of bees on the stage retreated to both sides as if they understood Ye Fan's command.

Ye Fan's gaze locked onto the pale-faced Wei Chen and said, "You indeed have some talent on the piano, but you are still greatly inferior to the ancient sages. The evaluation I gave you just now was barely passable, do you accept that now?"

"I..." Wei Chen opened his mouth, his face bitter.

How could he have known that Ye Fan was grading him based on the standards of the ancient sages? If he had known that Ye Fan's evaluation was gauged by those standards, he wouldn't have dared to challenge him.

Now, not only did he fail to regain his dignity, but he was also slapped in the face, figuratively, by Ye Fan.

Ye Fan snickered, "What? Still not convinced? If not, we can choose another piece and compete again!"

"No!"

Seeing Ye Fan's eager demeanor, Wei Chen hastily waved his hand and said, "I am convinced, truly and sincerely convinced!"

"Are you sure you're convinced? No need to force yourself, just say it if you're not!" said Ye Fan with a teasing expression.

Under Ye Fan's scrutiny, Wei Chen's forehead oozed with sweat: "Really convinced, truly convinced!"

He had been utterly defeated by just "Flight of the Bumblebee," and his grandfather, Wei Shixian, had said that Ye Fan's abilities might even be stronger than those of the ancient sages.

If he continued to compete with Ye Fan now, he would probably end up in the media, becoming the laughingstock of the whole country.

"Holy shit! Master Chen Chen said what? He's convinced? No way?"

"What do you mean no way? Didn't you see his skills on display? Not only is Master Chen Chen no match for him, but even Elder Wei, Wei Shixian, might not be his opponent!"

"Yeah! That kid is terrifyingly strong, probably only those world-class piano prodigies could match him!"

In an instant, not only was Wei Chen truly and sincerely convinced, but also all the thousands of spectators on the scene were left speechless.

When Ye Fan's abilities were revealed, they all knew that from the beginning to the end, Ye Fan had not been showing off, he genuinely possessed the skill.

"Now that your grandson is convinced, do you have anything else to say?" Ye Fan looked at Wei Shixian.

Wei Chen was his own grandson, and if Elder Wei, Wei Shixian, hadn't instigated the matter, he would not have stepped forward to play "Flight of the Bumblebee."

Under Ye Fan's intense gaze, Wei Shixian's expression was somber, and he bowed deeply, saying, "Senior, earlier it was my rashness. Here, I formally apologize to you!"

"What? Elder Wei is actually apologizing to this kid?"

"If that's the case, doesn't it mean that this kid's musical talents surpass those of Elder Wei?"

Witnessing Wei Shixian bow and apologize to Ye Fan, the thousands of people had their eyelids twitch in astonishment; they had not expected Wei Shixian to feel inferior in front of Ye Fan.

At this thought, the shock in their hearts was as overwhelming as waves crashing against the shore.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

A guy who looked to be in his twenties possessed piano talents that made the older generation bow their heads; was this world not too crazy?

"To know one's faults and be able to change is very commendable, well done!" Ye Fan nodded, choosing not to pursue the matter any further.

"You are right to criticize, Senior!" Wei Shixian kept his head lowered respectfully.

Though obstinate, he was no fool; he understood that Ye Fan's abilities far surpassed his own.

There is a hierarchy in learning, and a specialization in the arts! Even though Ye Fan was younger, his abilities far exceeded his own, and he was worthy of being addressed as "senior."

Amidst the shocked gazes of the crowd, Ye Fan turned to Wei Ziyi and said, "What are you still dazed for? Let's go!"

"Ah? Are we leaving now, Brother Ye Fan?" Wei Ziyi came back to her senses in disbelief.

Ye Fan said annoyed, "What else? Are we going to stay here and get blocked for photos?"

"Oh!"

Wei Ziyi then realized what was happening, she didn't say much else, put on her mask and chose to leave with Ye Fan.

Ye Fan was right, the concert had caused a huge stir because of him, and surely someone had filmed the whole thing. If they didn't leave now, someone would definitely block Ye Fan from leaving.

After all, today was the debut concert of Wei Chen, the number one piano prodigy in the country's piano circle, and among the audience were plenty of media and reporters.

Ye Fan usually kept a low profile, and if this were reported, it would definitely cause unnecessary trouble for his life.

"Senior!"

Seeing Ye Fan start to leave, Wei Shixian called out urgently.

Ye Fan, hearing Wei Shixian's call, couldn't help but quicken his pace.

Without looking back, Ye Fan shouted, "Sorry, I don't take disciples! Also, I've got diarrhea, see you if fate allows it!"

With those words, Ye Fan vanished from the scene like a puff of smoke.

"Diarrhea?"

Hearing Ye Fan's reply, Wei Shixian was completely baffled.

So you just don't want to accept disciples, is there really a need to make up a diarrhea excuse?

This is really not befitting of a master!

"Brother Ye Fan, do you need paper for your diarrhea?"

As soon as they left the concert venue, Wei Ziyi quickly took out a pack of tissues from her pocket.

"Are you dumb?"

At her words, Ye Fan gave Wei Ziyi a flick on the forehead.

"Ow, Brother Ye Fan, you're so heavy-handed, it hurts so much!" Wei Ziyi said, covering her head with a look of grievance.

Ye Fan said, "Didn't you see how Elder Wei was staring at me, his eyes shining, like a single man who had been alone for decades seeing a peerless beauty, so thirsty? If we hadn't left, do you believe that in less than thirty seconds, he would definitely have run over to kneel before me and beg to be my disciple?"

"Ah? Elder Wei was going to kneel before you to be your disciple?" Wei Ziyi was flabbergasted. Your journey continues with empire

Ye Fan chuckled, "What? Don't you believe it?"

The reason he made a quick escape was that Ye Fan had seen the look in Wei Shixian's eyes, something he had encountered more than once before.

If he hadn't left, Wei Shixian would have certainly knelt down to ask to become his disciple in pursuit of higher piano achievements, not knowing that this was what Ye Fan hated most.

"Believe it, of course, I do! Brother Ye Fan, your piano skills are outstanding, Elder Wei must have been completely won over by you!" Wei Ziyi replied.

Wei Ziyi had been deeply shocked when Ye Fan played "Flight of the Bumblebee." Having become the Little Queen of the Music Scene, she had met countless piano masters, but only Ye Fan had truly dazzled her.

She could feel that even a music expert like Wei Shixian would feel inferior before Ye Fan.

Ye Fan teased, "That's right! Let's get out of here quickly, in case Elder Wei catches up!"

"Mm-hmm!" Wei Ziyi nodded immediately.

As the Little Queen, she appeared at Wei Chen's concert with Ye Fan, and to rescue Ye Fan, she took off her mask today to defend him, regardless of the consequences.

If the paparazzi from the entertainment industry caught this, they would definitely make a big deal out of it, which Wei Ziyi disliked.

Whoosh—

Just as Ye Fan was about to whisk Wei Ziyi away, a Maserati Quattroporte suddenly blocked their path.

"May I ask where Mr. Ye is headed?"

Suddenly, a voice as beautiful as the sound of heaven rang out, the door of the Maserati Quattroporte opened, and a graceful figure stepped down from the driver's seat.