Ming Huai Zhi and Ming Zhi Rou stood at the edge of the stage.
Darkness enveloped them and the audience.
The only white light shone on the man playing the violin.
As if he were the only one in the world.
He was the master of the world.
Ming Zhi Rou stared at the man on stage, her eyes widening gradually. The hands holding Ming Huai Zhi tightened their grip.
"Second Brother..." she whispered, her voice slightly hoarse, "What does Fourth Brother mean by this?"
Ming Huai Zhi was also stunned by Ming Wei Zhou's actions.
This was supposed to be his and Rou'er's stage.
Yet, at this crucial moment, Ming Wei Zhou had suddenly appeared and stolen their stage.
What were they supposed to do?
What about Rou'er's performance?
What was Ming Wei Zhou up to?
"What's going on? Why is Ming Wei Zhou on stage?" a low, angry voice suddenly came from his side.
President Fu stood beside Xiao Qiao Si, his face a mask of fury.
Xiao Qiao Si shook his head, looking troubled.
President Fu glared at him, "You're all too reckless!"
Upon seeing President Fu, Ming Zhi Rou quickly let go of her second brother and hurried towards President Fu, holding up her skirt.
"President Fu!"
Ming Zhi Rou called out softly, glancing at her fourth brother on stage, who was immersed in his performance. She quickly added, "My fourth brother truly cherishes this stage. Since he's already performing, why don't we... why don't we reinstate his performance qualification?"
Her words sounded like she was pleading for her fourth brother.
However, her cautious tone betrayed her true thoughts – she was worried that if Ming Wei Zhou stole her stage, what would she do?
Fu Zheng Nan's face was grim, clearly angered. "He was disqualified, and he must follow the rules. If he acts so recklessly, can everyone in the Music Association do as they please in the future?"
He let out a cold laugh and glanced at Ming Zhi Rou, "Since your performance opportunity has been taken by Ming Wei Zhou, then you two shouldn't go on stage!"
With that, he directly turned and, dragging Xiao Qiao Si along, bypassed the stage and left the venue.
Ming Zhi Rou opened her mouth, wanting to chase after him.
But Fu Zheng Nan walked away quickly, his retreating back radiating anger.
She dared not cause a scene and could only blush, burying her face in Ming Huai Zhi's embrace, "Second Brother... what should we do? What should we do?"
Ming Huai Zhi had heard their entire conversation.
His brows were furrowed, and his gaze was filled with a dark, sinister light as he stared at the person performing on stage.
His heart was burning with rage.
No wonder, when they were backstage preparing to find Ming Zheng, Ming Wei Zhou had said he was busy with something.
Was he busy stealing their stage?
Was he busy stealing Rou'er's opportunity?
No wonder their performance, which was supposed to be the finale, was suddenly moved to perform after Xiao Qiao Si.
It was because Xiao Qiao Si was Ming Wei Zhou's good friend.
This was Ming Wei Zhou deliberately seizing this opportunity to steal their stage.
All for a performance opportunity.
He would resort to any means, even disregarding his own sister?
"If... if this is what Fourth Brother wants... then... then let it be," the person in his arms suddenly whimpered.
Her soft voice was choked with tears.
Ming Huai Zhi could even feel the front of his clothes getting wet with her tears.
He tightened his grip around Ming Zhi Rou's slender waist and looked at Ming Wei Zhou with even greater ferocity, "How can we just let it be? How much preparation did you put in for today's performance? Are you going to have your opportunity stripped away just because of his mistake?"
"He is your brother, he should protect you and dote on you, but he is doing something to hurt you! He... what's the difference between him and Ming Zheng?"
Ming Huai Zhi placed a hand on Ming Zhi Rou's shoulder, "Don't worry, Second Brother will definitely help you reclaim the opportunity that belongs to you. Second Brother won't let anyone steal your things, not even... Ming Wei Zhou!"
After speaking, he gently guided Ming Zhi Rou to a seat in the first row.
Then, he turned and walked directly onto the stage.
His heart was filled with righteous indignation, wanting to stand up for Ming Zhi Rou and reclaim her rightful opportunity.
He hadn't even considered that if Ming Zhi Rou truly was willing to give up this opportunity to Ming Wei Zhou, why didn't she stop him?
Why did she let him interrupt Ming Wei Zhou's performance?
Of course, Ming Zhi Rou could not bear to give up her opportunity.
She had always enjoyed the efforts of the Ming family and had never thought of making an effort herself.
All she knew was that she could not miss this opportunity.
And she would absolutely not allow any accidents to happen.
All her hopes were pinned on today's performance.
Only by becoming Master Zheng Yu's disciple could she have a chance to stand up again.
Therefore, she would never give this opportunity to Ming Wei Zhou!
Anyway, he had been in the International Music Association for so many years; if he missed this opportunity today, there would be another chance.
Didn't he say he always doted on her the most?
Then why would he compete with her?
On the stage.
Ming Wei Zhou was initially immersed in his performance, striving to showcase his best state, determined to let Master Zheng Yu witness his skill.
However, just as his performance reached its climax,
A figure suddenly stood before him.
And reached out to grasp his arm.
The performance was interrupted.
Ming Wei Zhou snapped back to reality from the music, his pupils widening. Upon seeing who was in front of him, he frowned, "Sec..."
Before he could even utter "ond Brother,"
A fist flew towards his face.
Ming Wei Zhou had not expected Ming Huai Zhi to hit him and took the punch head-on.
He staggered back a couple of steps.
His gaze swept across the dimly lit, fully occupied audience seats.
His expression changed slightly, and he lowered his voice in anger, "Second Brother, what are you doing?"
"What am I doing?" Ming Huai Zhi sneered, "You tell me, what are you doing? You know how much Rou'er cares about today's performance, and yet you use this method to snatch Rou'er's performance opportunity. Are you even human?"
A hint of embarrassment flickered across Ming Wei Zhou's face.
But he quickly regained his composure, "Second Brother, today's opportunity is very important to me. I will not miss this chance!"
"You!" Seeing his matter-of-fact expression, Ming Huai Zhi was so angry that he raised his hand again, intending to punch Ming Wei Zhou.
Ming Wei Zhou was prepared this time, grabbing Ming Huai Zhi's hand, "Second Brother, go down! Don't interrupt my performance!"
His performance was interrupted.
It could easily lead to a deduction of points.
He didn't want any factor to affect his chances of being accepted as a disciple by Master Zheng Yu.
He shook off Ming Huai Zhi's hand, "I will find an opportunity to compensate Rou'er. Don't ruin my performance!"
Saying that, he pushed Ming Huai Zhi.
This push made the coldness in Ming Huai Zhi's eyes deepen.
He directly beckoned to Ming Zhi Rou, "Rou'er, come up. This is your stage. We'll perform mine!"