"You don't need to worry about it, just go quickly, don't let Ouyang Liluo misunderstand!"

Ye Qingfeng waved his hand with a light smile and said, "It's fine, she's the one who asked me to help you!"

"What?"

Bai Wan'er was stunned and didn't react immediately.

"Did Ouyang Liluo really ask him to come?"

She turned her head to look and happened to see Ouyang Liluo standing in the distance, smiling and nodding at her.

Bai Wan'er's heart was shaken, and an overwhelming sense of shame arose within her.

Once again, she realized that she couldn't compare to Ouyang Liluo at all. In all fairness, if Ye Qingfeng were her boyfriend, she would undoubtedly hold onto him tightly, not allowing him any interaction with those girls who liked him, not even the slightest bit. Yet, when Ouyang Liluo saw her being pestered, she actually let Ye Qingfeng come to help. Such magnanimity made her face flush with shame.

"No wonder I'm not as good as her!"

Bai Wan'er shook her head with a bitter smile. Regarding Ouyang Liluo, she admitted defeat wholeheartedly.

"Hmph, you think you're better than me? Is it something you just said?"

Jiang Yan's face completely darkened. He had already noticed that Bai Wan'er definitely had special feelings for Ye Qingfeng. He couldn't be sure if it was liking or just admiration, but it was enough to annoy him.

Having the top school beauty and making the second school beauty favor him was something any male student at Yanjing University could not tolerate, and he was no exception. He immediately sneered.

Ye Qingfeng glanced at him with disdain.

"I'm in a pretty good mood today. Before I feel like publicly humiliating you, hurry up and get lost!"

He waved his hand dismissively, as if shooing away a fly, making Jiang Yan's anger grow even more.

Ye Qingfeng wasn't just arrogantly saying he could publicly humiliate him; he was also telling him to get lost, which nearly made Jiang Yan explode with rage.

Since the day he was born, Jiang Yan had never been looked down upon by anyone. Ye Qingfeng was definitely the first.

"Just boasting and bragging, is this how you managed to get with Ouyang Liluo?"

He suppressed his anger and spoke slowly, word by word.

Ye Qingfeng glanced at him, a hint of mockery in his eyes.

"Yes, this is exactly how I got her. You don't accept it? I can brag and still get her while you can't, no matter what methods and efforts you use. That's the difference!"

Jiang Yan almost spat out a mouthful of blood. Though Ye Qingfeng's words were harsh, they were undeniably true. No matter what, Ye Qingfeng was now Ouyang Liluo's boyfriend, and he could only admire and sigh from the sidelines.

"Alright, I can't be bothered to waste words with you. What's your specialty?"

Just as Jiang Yan was fuming, Ye Qingfeng suddenly asked with a tinge of impatience.

"Hmph, you want to compete with me? Fine, this is what I'm best at!"

Jiang Yan pointed to the guitar in front of him and then to himself.

"Oh, singing, is it?"

Ye Qingfeng nodded: "Fine, since you don't want to leave, let me humiliate you once before you do!"

As he finished speaking, he grabbed the guitar in front of Jiang Yan and slung it over his shoulder.

In an instant, his demeanor changed. The arrogance and roguishness from before disappeared, replaced by a sense of melancholy.

"A cup of sorrow stands lonely at the window, I pretend you haven't left behind the door, revisiting old places, a full moon makes the night seem even lonelier, the candlelight at midnight can't bear to criticize me, a jug of drifting wanderlust is hard to swallow, after you left, the wine of memories warms while longing fades like the stream flows eastward, how time steals away, a flower only blooms once in maturity, yet I missed it. Who plays the lute, composing a song 'East Wind Break'..."

A voice indescribable and profound, sometimes deep, sometimes soaring, each syllable, each note, every modulation carried a different charm. The song "East Wind Break" resonated clear and bright, interwoven with the master-level guitar sound.

Everyone was dumbfounded. Bai Wan'er was already mesmerized by Ye Qingfeng's singing, touched by the sorrow and desolation within it.

Ouyang Liluo's beautiful eyes filled with tears as she recalled the painful times she and Ye Qingfeng were apart.

Everyone present, within the song, recalled their first love, sweet and tender but ultimately leading to separate paths.

Jiang Yan's expression froze on his face, and he was utterly stunned.

While he sang with emotion, he never truly immersed himself in the song, never poured his emotions into it, just pretended to be moved.

Today, one song from Ye Qingfeng shattered his pride completely. Whether in enunciation, emotional focus, vocal charm, or guitar playing, he lost utterly and completely.

Compared to Ye Qingfeng, it was worlds apart.

Mu Yan's heart plunged completely. Earlier, she believed that Ye Qingfeng attracted the two top school beauties with a sensational prowess, but now she realized she had only seen the tip of the iceberg. The skills Ye Qingfeng possessed were beyond her imagination.

After the song ended, Ye Qingfeng withdrew from that desolate and mournful mood, returning to his earlier indifferent expression.

The countless girls nearby, their eyes sparkling, had already ignored the love song prince they originally admired, their gazes all fixed on Ye Qingfeng.

What is singing? This is singing—a song that shook the entire room, drawing everyone into that realm, with many still having remnants of tears at the corners of their eyes.

What is extraordinary skill? This is it.

It was only now that they realized how poor Jiang Yan's performance was. After Ye Qingfeng's song, their previous high evaluation of Jiang Yan plummeted to zero in an instant.

Bai Wan'er and Ouyang Liluo's beautiful eyes rested on Ye Qingfeng, their tenderness apparent. This was the person they admired, so exceptional, so dazzling.

Ye Qingfeng placed the guitar back in front of Jiang Yan, a hint of disdain on his face.

"Jiang Yan, is it? Prince of Love Songs?"

His voice suddenly turned harsh, lowered: "Ridiculous!"

"With such an exaggerated and pretentious performance, you still dare to show off?"

"Even if your voice is decent and you can sing every line accurately, without genuine emotion, or forcibly injecting emotion, it is inappropriate!"

"In my view, those who may not hit every note or have impeccable pitch but sing with heart are a hundred times better than you!"

Ye Qingfeng extended his index finger, lightly wagging it at the dumbfounded Jiang Yan.

"Singing? You're not qualified!"

"Don't insult the sacred artists who are singers!"

Ye Qingfeng looked down at Jiang Yan with contempt.

The one who had previously been considered the Prince of Love Songs by everyone, Jiang Yan, now had a complexion like dead ash.

In his entire life, this was the first time he had been so thoroughly scolded by a peer, especially in the field he thought he excelled in.

Using another's strength to exploit an enemy's weakness is indeed the smartest approach, but to destroy someone's confidence and pride in their strongest field is truly a devastating blow.

"Let's go!"

Ye Qingfeng glanced at Bai Wan'er, walked past Jiang Yan, and Bai Wan'er followed with a sweet smile, not sparing a glance at Jiang Yan.

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