Little Fatty stood there dryly while Su Qinglan was arranging Xiao Ze's clothes, completely ignoring his provocative words just now.

Pre-game bragging is just that, anyone would.

But just now, this little fatty was clearly there to provoke Ze.

She was busy trying to calm Zee down so as not to affect her state, but realized that Zee was much more calm than she was.

The little guy twisted his head back to glance at the little fatty and explained to Su Qinglan, "Just ignore him, mommy."

"Hmph, coward, say you're vain if you can't get the title, I'm telling you, the title will be mine!"

Seeing Xiao Ze ignoring him, the little fat man instead got a bit energized.

But Gu Yi Ze just frowned and didn't take him for granted, pulling Su Qing Lan out of there.

When she brushed past the fat woman, Su Qinglan even felt the woman viciously gouge her.

What's the problem?

It was only after walking to another rest room that Zee explained to her where the chubby little man had come from.

They were in the same class, but ...

"He likes Shen Zixi, but Shen Zixi likes me, hey. Girls are troublesome, how come guys are so troublesome too."

Seeing him sticking his hands in his pockets and lamenting like a small adult, Su Qinglan couldn't help but laugh, "How can you be so sure that Zixi likes you?"

"Do you still kanu out, look at the way she looked at me the other night."

Su Qinglan could not help but be a little surprised, not expecting this man-child to be so clear about this.

"What about you, do you like Zixie?" She asked.

"She's quite pretty and has a nice personality, but I like Mommy better." Ze fawned and sat down next to her, a comment that coaxed an even bigger smile out of her.

With a mouth like that, it's no wonder little kindergarten girls can't resist.

"Then aren't there a lot of little girls who like you?" She couldn't help but ask.

Since this little guy knows it so well, he should have already neutralized numerous enemies among the little boys in the garden as well.

Zixi was a very pretty little girl, that much she could admit, so the love interest was predictably ...

"Yeah, so I'm getting annoyed by this."

Xiao Ze had a six-rooted look showing a face of distress, listening to his name being reported in the selection room the next moment, he hurriedly spoke to Su Qinglan and walked over.

She was also seated on stage by the staff.

The spotlight of the stage hit Ozawa as much as it could, a small child who had never seen this kind of scene might get stage fright, but for Ozawa, it was just a small child's game, a small scene.

His fingers skillfully pressed the keys, the smooth music rhythmically brought the audience the ultimate enjoyment, and at the end of the song, the venue immediately resounded with warm applause.

Behind him was the little fat man who had just strutted his stuff outside.

But his zither skills ... can t be said to be poor, but they are also ordinary and general.

Zee sat beside her sipping her water, looking contemptuously at the stage, and speaking with precise, hard-hitting precision about all of the chubby little man's problems.

"This place is two beats slow, and in order to catch up it's fast again ... is messed up again."

By the time the curtain call came, the applause on the field was similarly slightly muted.

The results of today's match were on the spot, so the mother and son also came down to sit in the audience, coincidentally sitting right next to them.

I wonder what the fat woman's problem with her is, glancing at her with another grunt.

Su Qinglan only felt puzzled.

There were quite a few contestants in the children's division today, and after a heated debate among the judges, the results are in.

"Thank you so much to all the parents and children for their passionate participation, here are the finalists for the competition."

The host couldn't help but frown as he looked at the list in his hands and choked for a moment before slowly saying, "The winner of this year's competition is, Qiu Changlong's little friend."

Not only did the host react strangely just now, when he watched that little fat man proudly take the stage, even the entire audience rustled up as a result.

Qiu Changlong is not a striking looker, but that size is easy to remember here, especially with his slightly mediocre piano skills.

In contrast, Ozawa is remembered for his exquisite looks and perfect tunes.

"I told you, I'm the winner of this one."

Little Fatty's words before receiving the award were still fresh in his ears, causing Su Qinglan to frown.

Next to Ozawa was similarly gloomy, he was equally confident about this play, but ...

After the host on stage reported the third and second place finishers without Ozawa's name appearing, some of the people who looked back over were visibly looking regretful.

With Ozawa's ability, it's a bit of a mystery that he didn't get the title and third place.

Watching Xiao Ze slump down, Su Qinglan's face turned cold.

She stood up directly and walked over to the judges looking at them out of the corner of her eye and asked, "I wonder if you all can give any advice about the player Gu Yize's zither skills?"

"I'm sorry this parent, we only compare the piano skills of all the contestants, we won't judge them, if you feel that your child has some deficiencies, it's better for you to go and get your child a new teacher."

One of the middle-aged men wearing glasses didn't even raise his head and directly dismissed Ms. Ozawa's ability with contempt.

Su Qinglan couldn't help but feel a little funny, when Xiao Ze's piano teacher was Gu Jinchi personally looking for, as a member of the Music Association, and even in the name of a music master, but even here today was asked to change a teacher?

She snorted, "I wonder if your lessons are worth taking?"

"Ma'am, you can search online about my classes, there are so many kids trying to enroll that it would be difficult for us to do it if your child is not gifted."

The man said, already making a suggestive gesture.

It's plainly obvious what your child is gifted in acting, and it all depends on how much you can come up with in favor of it.

Participating in such a contest is really insulting to Ozawa, and likewise still insulting to Ozawa's teacher.

"I've heard that there is a famous teacher named Fei in the music industry, I wonder if there is a chance to be able to worship this teacher's name, would it not be very helpful to my son's piano skills?"

Hearing her mention Fei Cheng's name, the man's face instantly changed from disdain to contempt.

"Ma'am, if your child can't even win this little city tournament, I advise you that you should not waste your efforts, Mr. Fei won't accept a student with such poor qualifications."

"I also have one-on-one lessons for basic instruction, so if you're interested, you can come and try them out for a flat rate of five thousand a lesson."

The figure of five thousand wasn't an astronomical price, after all, compared to Fei Cheng's fame and his appearance fees, these were nothing more than a cow's hair.

She snorted, "So according to you, if it's Mr. Fei's student, it should be first place?"

"That's for sure, that's Mr. Fei's student." The man said and she nodded at once doing a look of realization.

"I see, but my son, Gu Yi Ze, is the only student under Mr. Fei's name right now, so I wonder if you can give any advice on Mr. Fei's instructional mistakes?"

"What did you say?" The man's face changed instantly.

"According to your words, my son has been studying with Mr. Fei for a year yet he can't even win a championship, it's really disappointing."

"Since you think that my son is not even worthy of the third place, I also hope that you will make sure to take the time to point out my son's shortcomings. I can offer fifty thousand dollars, so please judge now, and we'll be sure to go back and improve."

At some point, Zee had also walked over and looked coldly at the judges.

He also had a cell phone in his hand and handed it over directly, "My teacher wants to find out from you what's wrong with my play."

The man was still a bit disbelieving, but after taking the cell phone to it, he was stumped as if he had been struck by lightning.

On the other side of the phone was Fei Cheng's somewhat disgruntled voice, "I wonder what you have to say about my students?"

"I've watched the live stream of this match, and I don't think Ozawa has much to improve on other than a few negligible issues."

"As his teacher, I want you to explain to me his shortcomings. As the vice president of the Music Association, I want you to give me an explanation about the bribe."

The call was on external, not too loud, not too low, not enough for everyone in the room to hear, but enough for a few of the judges to blush profusely.

They looked at each other in disbelief, while the man was in a cold sweat and cautiously leaned a little closer to the phone, "May I ask if you're really Mr. Fei, I've admired you for a long time, and I was wondering if I could have the chance to ask you for some advice?"

Su Qinglan: ...

Gu Yize: ...

Fei Cheng frowned on the other end of the phone, "I can't afford it, I just want you to give me an explanation first so that I can improve later."

"No, no, no, it's not your problem, it's our error in judging." The man was already a different person from his previous attitude, standing up and nodding at Su Qinglan and Xiao Ze.

"It's a problem with the system on our side, your student Gu Yize should be the winner."

"Oh? You found out so quickly? I still want to go higher in this realm." Fei Cheng snorted lightly and directly hung up the phone.

The man respectfully handed the cell phone back and fawned with a few judges, "This is a mistake in our work, please forgive both of you, we will correct it right away."

"No need, since the money has been collected, it would be too much not to give someone a trophy."

Su Qinglan sneered and teased.

Even if they give Ozawa back the title he should have had now, they don't care about it anymore.

"Since he's so short of this trophy just give it to him, I can't fit it in my house anymore anyway."

Xiao Ze also coldly waved his hand and directly led Su Qinglan away from the noisy venue.

Walking out that door was a huge weight off her shoulders.

There was no point in participating in this kind of competition that was full of shady practices, so it would be better not to participate.