After sending a private message, Qiu Qianwei returned to her serene villa on the mountaintop, where she immersed herself in practicing piano while awaiting a reply from the “Piano God.”

Time slipped by quietly, and soon it was the day before the concert. Despite eagerly waiting, Qiu Qianwei still hadn’t heard back from the “Piano God.” She felt a bit frustrated but understood the situation.

With countless fans messaging him, it was impossible for the Piano God to read every single one. Even if he did see hers, he might not believe it was the real Qiu Qianwei, especially since her account was new and lacked verification.

During this time, Qiu Qianwei also remembered her agreement with Wang Haoran and arranged for five concert tickets to be delivered to him.

Upon receiving the tickets, Wang Haoran promptly informed Xu Muyan, Qin Yunhan, Mu Zhaozhao, and Wen Jing, planning to attend Qiu Qianwei’s concert together.

The event was set to take place at the Qingling Stadium. Outside, promotional posters of Qiu Qianwei were displayed, featuring messages from her inviting the “Piano God” to be a special guest and asking anyone who knew him to pass on the invitation.

When Wang Haoran drove his family’s Cullinan to the venue with Xu Muyan and the others, he noticed the poster and was a bit surprised. Although he knew he had gained popularity on the Douyin platform, amassing 5 million followers in a few days, he didn’t realize Qiu Qianwei had noticed him.

Regardless, this did not interfere with his plans; in fact, it aligned even better with them.

There was still half an hour before the concert started, and the audience was gradually arriving. Attendees included parents bringing their children for cultural exposure, cultured individuals appreciating music, and fans drawn by Qiu Qianwei’s beauty.

Compared to the frenzied fans of pop stars, this concert’s audience appeared much calmer and peaceful. Among them, however, were some peculiar fans who all wore paper masks.

“What’s with these strange people wearing paper masks?” Mu Zhaozhao asked as she munched on popcorn.

“Silly girl, what have you been up to at home lately? Don’t you know?” Qin Yunhan teased.

“I’ve been practicing calligraphy, eating, watching dramas, and… sleeping,” Mu Zhaozhao explained, describing her homebody routine.

“You’re so old-fashioned! Don’t you watch short videos? If you did, you’d know why,” Qin Yunhan said.

“What, is wearing paper masks trendy or something?” Mu Zhaozhao wondered.

“It’s not that masks are trending. It’s because a Piano God on Douyin became popular for appearing with a paper mask, and they’re imitating him,” Xu Muyan explained.

“Is this Piano God handsome?” Mu Zhaozhao asked, stuffing more popcorn into her mouth.

“You have popcorn for brains! I already said he wears a paper mask, so nobody knows what he looks like. He’s probably ugly since he doesn’t show his face,” Qin Yunhan speculated.

“Right, if he were good-looking, he’d definitely show his face,” Xu Muyan agreed.

Wen Jing, usually quite reserved, smiled in agreement with the others.

Listening to their conversation, Wang Haoran just rolled his eyes. He had been focused on practicing piano and hadn’t interacted much with Xu Muyan and the others recently. Except for Yang Jingwan, the others didn’t know he was the “Piano God.” But Wang Haoran wasn’t about to enlighten them—they’d find out soon enough.

As the five of them chatted, they entered the stadium and found their seats according to the tickets. Qiu Qianwei had been considerate, providing five front row tickets, all in a line.

Wang Haoran surveyed the seats and sat in the middle, at seat number 8. Being the center seat among the five, Xu Muyan and Qin Yunhan quickly occupied the spots on either side, avoiding any rivalry.

Mu Zhaozhao, who only felt a platonic affection for Wang Haoran, naturally didn’t vie for a spot next to him. Wen Jing, being too modest, didn’t want to impose on Wang Haoran either, so she quietly took the seat next to him.

“Hello, beautiful sisters, what a coincidence seeing you here at my seventh sister’s concert,” Lin Chen appeared, greeting Xu Muyan and the others cheerfully.

Wang Haoran wasn’t surprised to see Lin Chen. With three female leads already present, how could the protagonist not show up?

“Oh, it’s you, little guy,” Xu Muyan and Mu Zhaozhao acknowledged Lin Chen politely but then stayed quiet. Qin Yunhan and Wen Jing said nothing at all.

Unfazed, Lin Chen continued enthusiastically, “Beautiful sisters, last time’s magic show was an accident. How about this time…?”

“You’re not thinking of continuing that bet from last time, are you? Your sister lost but didn’t acknowledge it,” Xu Muyan interrupted him.

“No, that’s not it,” Lin Chen shook his head. “I’ll be performing a four-hand piano piece with my seventh sister as the finale. I hope you’ll give lots of applause.”

“You can play the piano?” Xu Muyan, Mu Zhaozhao, Qin Yunhan, and Wen Jing asked, curious.

“Of course, I’m not any worse than my seventh sister,” Lin Chen grinned.

Naturally, the girls didn’t believe him and just smiled indulgently.

Seeing their skepticism only widened Lin Chen’s smile. He had persuaded Qiu Qianwei to let him perform with her. Though Qiu Qianwei saw him as a novice, Lin Chen was actually a master in disguise, intending to amaze the audience with his unexpected skill.

Amid Lin Chen’s confident demeanor, Wang Haoran could only smile knowingly. With nearly 8,000 attendees and four female leads present, if Lin Chen managed to pull off a performance, it would be quite the spectacle.