Chapter 2238 - 2241: The Enigmatic Woman Yu Wenzi

Looking at the bald middle-aged man, Gong Ziyi frowned and said, "What do you mean? What do you mean by infinite possibilities? I'm just asking you, can you beat Shen Qiang."

"Different music styles cannot overshadow Ai Ruoling's brilliance," said the bald middle-aged man.

Gong Ziyi's face immediately darkened: "Shen Qiang suddenly plays ancient styles, and you don't even dare to say you can win. What's the use of you?"

The bald middle-aged man hesitated for a moment and said, "The guzheng has always been the king of instruments in the East. In the past few decades, influenced by modern music, many people have grown accustomed to foreign instruments like electronic keyboards, pianos, trumpets, and guitars, making it hard for traditional national instruments to appear in the pop music scene for quite a long time."

"However, this situation has changed in recent years. On the internet, there are many energetic songs with an ancient style, and not only that, but they also often appear in some large music competitions, with great effect."

Gong Ziyi frowned: "Isn't it just a guqin? Why are you so lacking in confidence?"

Hearing this, the bald middle-aged man hesitated and corrected, "It's a guzheng. Simply put, singing in brothels uses guzheng, listening to the sound of pines under the pine trees involves playing guqin, which is the king of instruments in the East, ever-changing, like the Jingu Bang. In the eyes of ordinary people, it is just a stick, but in Shen Qiang's hands, it can do anything."

"So, what I can say is, if Shen Qiang's music style is different from ours, it's not a big problem. If it's the same, as long as the arrangement is appropriate, it's hard to win."

Gong Ziyi's face turned ugly, and he said, "You can leave now."

"Okay, boss." The bald middle-aged man left.

After he left, the old man on the side said in a deep voice, "Young master, do you think Shen Qiang will confront us directly?"

Gong Ziyi laughed: "To hit someone, you have to hit where it hurts. Not painful or itchy, can you really call that an attack?"

He glanced at the old man, sneering, "Shen Qiang will confront us directly. He will definitely write a passionate song for the competition because he knows that otherwise, even if he wins, our Ai Ruoling hasn't lost. The different musical styles will also mean Ai Ruoling has plenty of fans."

"Moreover, with different music styles, even if Ai Ruoling's song is riddled with holes, I can still brush off any inquiries with the excuse that they are not comparable contestants, so even losing isn't embarrassing."

"But when the music styles are exactly the same, the results are clear, and then, Shen Qiang can ridicule me endlessly."

The old man frowned and said, "So you mean, Shen Qiang's song will be that fast-paced, dance-like song?"

Gong Ziyi laughed, "It definitely will be because if it were me, to win, you have to win thoroughly. What's the point of it not being painful or itchy."

"Then this matter..." The old man looked nervous.

Gong Ziyi laughed, "No worries, I've got all of Shen Qiang's moves covered, as long as our side's actions win, he's nothing."

The old man nodded and checked his watch, then said, "The last batch of people has already set off, in about two hours, they will arrive at the designated location. The timing for action is up to you..."

"Shen Qiang plans to humiliate me with his musical talent, so I naturally will choose to humiliate him when he's feeling most triumphant. Inform the people in charge, the timing for action should be when Qian Ning and Song Weiyin get on stage. I think when he, feeling triumphant, tries to flaunt his work to me after the performance, only to hear that the factory is gone, and his beautiful girlfriend is gone too, his expression will be quite spectacular."

"Understood, you are wise, Young Master."

At the same time.

Shen Qiang watched as the car door opened and Yu Wenzi, in a white blouse, pencil skirt, black high heels, and black-framed glasses, got into the car, moving gracefully. Shen Qiang worried that her tight pencil skirt might burst when she sat down.

"Miss Yu, please take a seat, make yourself at home." Once she was seated in the luxurious extended business sedan, Shen Qiang gestured for Sleeping Fire Lotus Demon Ke Bizhu to offer her a cup of orange juice.

"Thank you."

She smiled at Ke Bizhu.

The side of her face was practically perfect.

Yet her somewhat dull black-framed glasses, along with her entire outfit, made her look like a middle-aged teacher, making her appear less attractive.

"Miss Yu Wenzi, I listened to your flute performance yesterday, it was indeed top-notch, so I'm a bit curious. Do you have any other suggestions about my arrangement? For example, concerning the flute section."

Upon hearing this, Yu Wenzi smiled and said, "I have no particular suggestions. If Mr. Shen doesn't mind, there's a part where if I could improvise, I think it might be more interesting."

"Interesting?" Shen Qiang smiled, "I like those words, no problem, once we get to the studio, we can have a try."

"Thank you, Mr. Shen."

Looking at her dressed so maturely, Shen Qiang furrowed his brow slightly and suddenly said, "Miss Yu Wenzi, have we met before?"

Yu Wenzi, with her black-framed glasses, was startled, then smiled and said, "Publicly, it's hard to say, but privately, probably not."

Shen Qiang frowned and said, "Really? I feel like you're deliberately trying to get my attention dressed like this, because ordinary people your age, in this season, shouldn't they dress in a light, youthful manner?"

She was startled, then said, "Ah, I'm worried about not being steady enough to secure the opportunity to work with you."

Shen Qiang smiled and instinctively activated his Observation Skill.

Age: Twenty-three.

Cultivator.

Cultivation: Late Stage of Mixed Element Realm.

Abilities unknown, but based on external performance, possibly from the Five Elements Sect.

Viewing her crossing her legs, making her pencil skirt about to burst at any moment, Shen Qiang laughed.

Because this was too bizarre.

Shen Qiang's Observation Skill clearly informed Shen Qiang that the Yu Wenzi before him was a cultivator, yet whether by divine sense or True Yuan, there was no trace of a cultivator's aura from her, no True Yuan fluctuations, no spiritual energy flows, completely indistinguishable from an ordinary person, not a hint of a problem.

Not only that, her face was real.

Just deliberately made up a bit ugly with makeup.

The whole outfit from head to toe, estimated to be about five to six hundred, very ordinary looking.

Body-wise, there was also nothing unusual.

"Could I be overthinking?" Shen Qiang pondered, puzzled.

But at this moment, when Shen Qiang inadvertently glanced at her wrist, a sudden jolt hit his mind.

Concealing Cream: A non-mainstream cosmetic used to cover scars, marks, or tattoos, not melting in water, needing alcohol to wipe off to reveal the true appearance.