However, there was no adoration in her eyes, but rather an expression of looking at a fool.

Although she didn't know how this fellow had gotten in without a ticket.

Yet he was openly mocking the international Piano Great Master.

Was there something wrong with his head?

Xiao Wanling grew increasingly regretful about renting her house to this fellow…

He might have escaped from some Spirit hospital.

No, she had to find a way to drive him away after going back.

"Dad, look quickly, he looks just like a clown…"

Xu Huayi tugged at Xu Hao's arm.

She reached out and pointed at Zheng Feifan in the corner, saying.

"Little sister, how can you say that?"

Xu Shiqing glared at her younger sister; even if he was a clown, was it really good to say it out like that?

Could she please mind the image of a young lady from a prestigious family?

Xu Hao rubbed Xu Huayi's head and said with seemingly deep meaning.

"your sister is right; do not be deceived by the superficial phenomena of things…"

He intended to whitewash his previous self.

The reason he treated you so coldly had a reason; you had all been blinded.

"Ah? Dad, what do you mean by that? Could it be that he isn't a clown?"

Xu Huayi was curious.

Swish, swish, swish…

Xu Shiqing, Xu Hongzhuang, and Su Wanqiu all looked over at Xu Hao.

In their eyes——

That tattered and very ordinary-looking youth was deliberately courting attention.

Simply a clown.

Listening to Xu Hao's meaning, he had a different view.

"His performance was indeed a bit pretentious, deliberately attracting attention, but what I saw in his eyes was confidence…"

"According to my experience, whether this person's Piano skill is as formidable as that Piano Great Master is another matter, but he should have strength."

The few women were startled upon hearing this, and hurriedly looked at Zheng Feifan again.

Sure enough, they found that even though he was condemned by all, he still maintained a calm and composed expression.

"Since he has this confidence and his Piano skill is so high, it shouldn't be that he doesn't even have the money to buy a set of clothes."

"Look at that T-shirt and jeans, they've been washed until they're whitish, and there are several holes…"

Xu Shiqing furrowed her brows, very puzzled.

"Maybe he wants to play the pig to eat the tiger."

"Clearly having strength, yet pretending to look wretched, intentionally attracting others' mockery."

"When the surrounding masses one after another look down on him, he will then step out to slap their faces, thereby gaining a sense of psychological satisfaction."

Xu Hao started instigating things in front of his daughters against this protagonist.

Making them realize the sinister nature of people's hearts.

They must never make friends with the opposite sex.

As for boyfriends, don't even think about it; having him as a father was enough…

Actually, he wasn't wrong either.

The damn author writing it this way was just to highlight the contrast, and then act cool and slap faces.

Sure enough, both daughters wore looks of disgust.

"Then isn't he still a clown? Not only a clown, but he also has some serious illness."

"Clearly having the ability to gain others' respect, yet insisting on dressing himself up like a beggar, only feeling comfortable when mocked and looked down upon…"

Hearing that Zheng Feifan had ability, the two sisters had originally had some expectations.

Now, they wished he would vanish from their field of vision.

Su Wanqiu was lost in thought.

Xu Hongzhuang turned her face away; she somewhat disbelieved what Xu Hao said.

You must know, Edward was an international Piano Great Master.

That ordinarily dressed and even more ordinarily looking fellow actually dared to look down on the other party.

Could his Piano skill be even higher than an international master's?

She simply couldn't believe it no matter what.

After finishing his performance, Piano Great Master Edward was just preparing to step off the stage when he suddenly heard someone looking down on his Piano.

He had dealt with the Piano for a lifetime, viewing it as more important than his own life.

He absolutely would not allow anyone to insult it.

However, he possessed the demeanor of a grandmaster and did not instantly fly into a rage.

He wanted to see what strength the other party possessed to dare mock him.

He said to Zheng Feifan in the corner.

"Little brother, since you look down on my performance, I wonder if you can come on stage to perform a piece for the audience, so as to convince them thoroughly…"

In the corner——

Someone had notified the gate guards and security.

Hearing that someone had broken into the Music hall, a group of security guards rushed in.

"Aren't you that beggar? How did you sneak in?"

"I remember driving you away, hurry up and get lost, don't ruin everyone's good mood."

A group of security guards was tugging and pulling at Zheng Feifan.

Just at this moment, the voice of Piano Great Master Edward came over.

The security guards were all stunned.

Zheng Feifan broke free from their restraints with a single jerk, tidied his clothes, and raised the corners of his mouth into a confident smile.

"What is there not to dare? Today, I'll let you see what a true Great Master is…"

Amidst a crowd of gobsmacked gazes, Zheng Feifan held his head high and puffed out his chest as he came up to the elevated stage.

"I wonder what little brother is called?"

"Zheng Feifan."

Briefly introducing himself, Zheng Feifan impatiently waved his hand.

"Cut the crap, can I start?"

"Please."

Edward gestured with his hand, behaving very gentlemanly.

He also saw the confidence in Zheng Feifan's eyes and did not blindly judge people solely by appearance.

Instead, he wanted to see how his subsequent performance would turn out.

If he was truly courting attention, then he wouldn't mind making things look bad for the other party.

Ever since he became famous, no one had ever questioned his Piano skill; Zheng Feifan was the first…

"Holy shit??? That fellow is so arrogant, actually not taking Mr. Edward seriously at all."

"Crazy, everyone's gone crazy, calling a beggar up on stage to perform. If this fucking spreads out, wouldn't we high-society people listening to a beggar play the Piano laugh our teeth off?"

"Get the hell down, what qualifications do you have to sit there? Going back to pick up trash is your destination…"

Almost all of it was mockery and disdain towards Zheng Feifan.

Zheng Feifan's face still carried a smile.

Scold, go ahead and keep scolding me.

I am very much looking forward to what your expressions will look like when your faces change in a moment.

Zheng Feifan sneered inwardly and came before the Piano to sit down.

After taking his seat, his gaze changed, and his entire person's temperament became completely different.

He placed his fingers on the Piano and pressed lightly, testing the keys…