CHAPTER 205: CHAPTER 207: WATCHING ZHUANG HENG MAKE A FOOL OF HERSELF

She just clashed with Xia Ling, really lost her mind.

Su Xingqi bit her lip tightly, lowered her head, dared not speak, but inwardly cursed Xia Ling for being pretentious. You’re fearless and with such strong backing; if you slip up, you slip up. Why are you pretending to be timid? Are you intentionally trying to cause misunderstandings?

Xia Ling wasn’t aware of her thoughts, still looked guilty as she spoke to Chu Chen: "You... you..." after stuttering a few times, she gathered her courage and commanded, "Chu Chen, you mustn’t tell Ziheng about this. If he knew I was riding like this, he’d get furious at me! Please don’t tell him..."

Those around them were all dumbstruck, thinking that her guilty expression wasn’t because she feared causing trouble, but purely because she was afraid of being scolded at home!

Su Xingqi’s face went from pale to flushed, and it was only now she realized that she wasn’t taken seriously.

Even Su Xingyu was impressed, Xiaoling’s train of thought was truly peculiar; how can those around her stand it?

Chu Chen remained calm, his tone unwavering: "The boss has instructed me to follow you to protect you. The way you suddenly braked just now was too dangerous. What if you fell off? Xiaoling, you better explain this to him yourself when you get home."

Xia Ling blinked, teary-eyed: "Chu Chen, you’re so harsh!"

Mr. Chu continued to look at the sky, the earth, and the air.

Su Xingyu covered her mouth to suppress laughter; it was rare to see this girl look so upset and anxious, such a cute sight.

She couldn’t help but reach out and pat her head: "Mr. Chu is right, what you did just now was really dangerous. And all for a bit of noise? Such a big fuss, if you get hurt, it’s really not worth it."

A bit of noise?

Su Xingqi was so angry that her chest hurt; she had put all her effort into drumming, so many people praised its sound, and yet she said it was just noise?!

Zhuang Heng’s expression was also unpleasant; she was the one who guided Su Xingqi in drumming!

"What a pity for this drum." Xia Ling, like a child, easily diverted by Su Xingyu’s words, had already forgotten her worry about Chu Chen tattling. She bent down, patted the drum a few times, "The skin is good, the tone is right, such a waste in the hands of an idiot," she patted a few more times and turned to scold Su Xingqi, "If you can’t drum, don’t mess around. Was your music taught by the gym teacher?"

Zhuang Heng’s face looked even worse, for it was she who had just taught Su Xingqi.

Yet amidst the crowd, Fang Luohua was oblivious and bluntly added: "No, Miss Zhuang taught her right there, perhaps it was too brief, and Su Xingqi couldn’t learn well."

The onlookers: "..." Mr. Fang, are you trying to stir up chaos?

However, they were also curious about how Zhuang Heng would respond, so they turned to look at Zhuang Heng.

Seeing no way to avoid it, Zhuang Heng smiled slightly and looked at Xia Ling: "Miss Xia, right? Hello, I am Zhuang Heng from Zhuang’s Cosmetics, also the chief photographer for Edge. I was just photographing Su Xingqi; that African drum was merely a prop, and I briefly instructed her on posing, not for musical purposes."

Xia Ling didn’t care who she was, but the explanation seemed barely plausible: "Ah, so it was just for posing for photos."

"Yes," Zhuang Heng smiled again, "I apologize for disturbing you, if it were serious music teaching, I would teach more professionally."

With just a few words, she smoothly shirked all responsibility, and subtly implied she wasn’t some gym teacher, her musical expertise was far beyond this.

Ordinarily, such words would be the end of it, but Xia Ling was not ordinary, looking at Zhuang Heng with interest: "You just said you’re the chief photographer for Edge? Does that mean you’re very good at taking photos? I know Xingyu is great at photography, but she doesn’t have the title of chief. Show me your photos, let me see if you’re better than Xingyu."

"Xiaoling..." Su Xingyu found this innocent child somewhat troublesome, she dared to provoke Zhuang Heng? She was really afraid that messing with Zhuang Heng would lead to some issues, so she tried to stop her.

But Xia Ling didn’t listen, and Zhuang Heng, with a faint smile, glanced at Su Xingyu and opened her camera screen for Xia Ling.

If she could establish a good relationship with Xia Ling, Zhuang Heng was very willing, who wouldn’t want to connect with Emperor’s Mr. Pei?

While opening the camera screen, she started to explain: "Just having Su Xingqi pose well is what matters, what matters is not the drum sound, but my photos are, of course, shot at the best angles, the best light..."

Before she finished, Xia Ling exclaimed: "Zhuang Heng, you really can’t drum!"

The bright girl lifted her head, accusingly looking at her: "Why did you pretend to know how to drum and deceive me? Teaching others how to drum? Isn’t this misleading people?!"

Ah?!

Not only Zhuang Heng, but Su Xingyu and the crowd were also stunned, they had assumed from Zhuang Heng’s confident demeanor that she was a drumming expert? But Xia Ling’s words left no room for doubt, she was the most influential superstar diva in the music scene today, hailed as a century’s musical genius. Her expertise in music must surpass Zhuang Heng by miles!

"Is there an issue?" Su Xingyu took the lead in asking, she swore she wasn’t trying to embarrass Zhuang Heng, just driven by curiosity...

Okay, seeing Zhuang Heng embarrassed was amusing too, haha.

Perhaps it was due to long-term interaction with Xia Ling, as Su Xingyu’s inner mischievous side happily awakened.

Xia Ling was eager to clarify for her friend, pointing to the screen: "Look at this pose! What’s her name Qi even placed the drum flat on the ground! Flat! Doesn’t she know you’re supposed to tilt this drum? The drum surface should incline outward for the correct stance! And you said it’s okay as long as the posing is right, but this pose isn’t right either, when the photo gets out it will mislead so many people! Isn’t this harmful?"

She hated those who didn’t respect music the most! Anger boiled, filled with righteous indignation.

Zhuang Heng’s face paled and flushed with embarrassment; she knew nothing about African drums, she was merely putting up a show before the crowd.

Now all she could do was awkwardly smile: "Of course I know African drums should be tilted, I just... didn’t notice at the time."

Now it was Su Xingyu’s turn to get annoyed; like Xia Ling, she had no tolerance for negligence in her beloved profession: "Miss Zhuang, please don’t tarnish the profession of photographers, okay? As the chief of Edge, you’re reckless in such an important environmental public welfare photography task, have you thought about the consequences of the photos being released? Would people say our photographers at Edge are not professional, or mock us for lacking common sense?"

No, lacking common sense? The correct placement of African hand drums is not a matter of common sense, okay!

Yet Zhuang Heng found herself unable to respond; she was either to admit her ignorance about music or confess her photography skills weren’t professional enough!