Drama Queen Reborn as a Top Student!-Chapter 957 - 461: Performance

Rong Xianning avoided the Nine Dragon Association’s trackers and took a taxi to the convention center. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

The gala will be held here tonight.

The parking lot is filled with top-notch luxury cars, making him seem out of place arriving by taxi.

The organizer’s staff at the gala greeted him at the door—a young woman in her early twenties, whose eyes lit up upon seeing the handsome young man in a white suit in the night.

"Rong Xianning?"

Rong Xianning removed his mask, "Hello, I’m Rong Xianning."

"I didn’t expect you to really come, that’s wonderful."

The girl’s gleeful eyes conveyed that she was a fan of Rong Xianning.

The gala was about to start and the crowd was increasing; the place where Rong Xianning stood was quite eye-catching, attracting frequent glances his way.

The girl immediately said, "Come with me."

She led Rong Xianning in through the back door and arranged a lounge for him.

At that moment, there was another young woman in a red strapless gown in the lounge, with a cello beside her, checking the strings.

Seeing someone enter, she glanced up.

It was just a single glance before she lowered her head again, focused on her task.

The girl explained softly to Rong Xianning, "She is also a performer at the gala."

Rong Xianning nodded.

The two discussed the performance pieces and details, and the girl quickly left to make arrangements, leaving the two of them alone in the lounge.

The atmosphere was stifling, but they were both absorbed in their musical worlds, creating a harmonious scene.

Outside, the venue was bustling with excitement, full of extravagant sights and sounds.

Almost every notable businessman in Australia was present tonight, surprisingly accompanied by many prestigious women, almost like a swarm.

Their elegant and noble attire attracted the attention of young talents, but after a brief assessment, their gazes shifted away bluntly, frequently glancing towards the entrance, as if waiting for someone.

Until the appearance of a certain figure ignited the gala to its climax.

The boy, with dazzling blonde hair and deep, mysterious blue eyes, was dressed in a uniquely tailored high-end suit, perfectly showcasing his mysterious and noble aura.

Though he smiled, there was no warmth in his icy blue eyes, naturally creating a sense of distance—this was not someone easily approachable.

"Master Mei Fei, it’s an honor to have you here,"

The chairman of the business association personally greeted him.

A great honor indeed.

Everyone watched as the young man nodded slightly, "Chairman Li, it’s been a while."

Chairman Li smiled warmly, "The last time we met was three years ago; I wonder if Master Mei Fei remembers?"

"The finance summit in Siland, Chairman Li made quite an impression back then, how could I forget."

"Ha ha ha." Chairman Li laughed heartily.

Then he waved his hand, and a girl from the group of prestigious women, surrounded by admiration, frowned slightly, but walked over amongst envious gazes.

Chairman Li pulled the girl over and introduced to the young man, "This is my daughter, Li Wanqing. You’re about the same age; you should have lots to talk about. Wanqing, this is Master Mei Fei."

Li Wanqing maintained a graceful and poised smile, "Hello, Master Mei Fei. I’m Li Wanqing."

The young man nodded lightly.

More and more people gathered around, everyone wanting to strike up a conversation with Amos, and Li Wanqing was quickly pushed to the outer circle.

Li Wanqing enjoyed the leisure, but faced her father’s intimidating gaze.

Li Wanqing pouted and murmured, "You saw it too; he’s not interested in me at all."

She was even less interested in him, she thought silently but dared not express.

Her father was eager to connect with Amos, valuing not just his resources but the powerful Mei Fei Family behind him.

She and Amos were of the same age, and her father had plans for her; this method of networking was common in the business realm.

But Amos was not only a year younger, he seemed quite shrewd, a type she didn’t care for.

"Just make friends, do it as a favor for your dad."

Li Wanqing pursed her lips.

At that moment, the melodious sound of a cello rose, enhancing the gala’s atmosphere.

Li Wanqing turned her head to see a slender figure in a red strapless gown absorbed in playing the cello on the stage not far away.

The young woman, with long hair cascading down her shoulders, wore a serene and entranced expression, captivating the audience with her skillful performance.

Many had already noticed her, stopping to listen.

Li Wanqing frowned deeper, "Why is it her? Has she fallen to such a state to perform at a gala?"

Her tone was contemptuous.

Chairman Li’s gaze paused, staring at the woman immersed in her performance.

Li Wanqing, seeing her father’s expression, was incensed, "It’s embarrassing."

She gave a signal to a close sister nearby, who immediately understood, nodding.

Li Wanqing looked at some so-called young talents present, then at Amos who was surrounded and fawned upon, suddenly realizing Amos wasn’t bad.

At least he was young, handsome, capable, and extraordinarily well-connected.

She was privileged to be willful, but the consequences...

She glanced at the woman performing on stage with the cello, curled her lips, realizing how important choices were.

As the performance ended, it was met with thunderous applause, and the woman gracefully thanked the audience before withdrawing.

Men had already set their sights on her, smiling with certainty.

After all, anyone attending this gala must be affluent, and courting a musician woman was easy.

The lights dimmed across the venue, leaving a single spotlight illuminating the white grand piano on the stage.

There was a momentary stir in the audience.

The boy stepped onto the stage, quietly seating himself at the piano.

The spotlight surrounded the boy, revealing only a striking silhouette, as beautiful as a portrait, unforgettable, especially with his calm and poised demeanor, charmingly outstanding.

In the dim lighting, no one noticed the fleeting surprise in the blue-eyed boy’s gaze.

Among the prestigious women, some were internet-savvy and recognized the boy.

"It’s Rong Xianning."

Whispers started among the young women.

"He’s so handsome, such a great aura, much taller than I imagined. People say he’s still a child, but he seems pretty mature, definitely charismatic."

"That’s because he looks mature; in reality, he’s not yet fifteen, still a brotherly figure. Anyone feeling captivated would be too criminal."

A pair of long and fair hands fell onto the black and white keys, and enchanting notes began to flow.

The boy’s hands seemed to possess magical powers. Though simple notes, touched by the boy’s hands, they gained a soul, instantly capturing everyone’s ears.

One young woman gazed intently at the boy with a straight back, absorbed in playing the piano, "Even if he’s a brotherly figure, he’s one with talent and charm. No one else can have him."