The Young Urban Doctor

Chapter 531: Chapter 531: Outsmarted
 

No matter how he looked at it, Luo Ziling didn’t want Chen Xiaoxiao to find out that he was with Yang Qingyin.

So when he saw Chen Xiaoxiao, dressed up beautifully, appearing at the training venue, his first reaction was to stay far away from her.

“Heh,” Yang Qingyin said with a laugh when she saw Chen Xiaoxiao, “Your confidante has arrived.”Nôv(el)B\\jnn

“What are you talking about?” Luo Ziling was a bit annoyed and slightly angry, “She’s actively pursuing your brother, what does this have to do with me?”

“Hasn’t she been hanging out with you a lot lately?” Yang Qingyin teased Luo Ziling with a playful look, “Maybe she’s fallen out of love and is thinking of changing her pursuit target.”

“Please don’t say that,” Luo Ziling hid himself behind a chair, trying to stay out of sight as much as possible, “I certainly wouldn’t compete with your brother over a girl.”

That comment earned Luo Ziling another pinch from Yang Qingyin.

This time Yang Qingyin pinched a bit of flesh on the back of Luo Ziling’s hand and even caught it with her fingernail, causing Luo Ziling nearly to cry out in pain.

With a “smack,” Luo Ziling swatted away Yang Qingyin’s naughty hand and said annoyedly, “What’s the matter with you? Do you have a habit of abusing people? In a few days, I’m certain to be covered in bruises.”

“I just have this hobby, I like to pinch you, what are you going to do about it?” Yang Qingyin didn’t care in the slightest, with a domineering attitude, “If you can, cover your whole body up.”

“We’re not wrapping rice dumplings, why would I wrap myself up?” Luo Ziling pulled Yang Qingyin, making her hide her body inside the chair as well, “Don’t let her see us. It’s rare for her to come to Qinghua Garden, and I don’t want to cause any trouble.”

“Alright,” Yang Qingyin agreed, and crouched down, hiding behind the chair just like Luo Ziling.

This way, from a distance, only two persons’ silhouettes were visible, definitely impossible to recognize them.

Yang Qingyin took out her phone and sent a message to Yang Qingye, asking him to send Chen Xiaoxiao away.

After checking his phone, Yang Qingye approached Chen Xiaoxiao proactively.

No one knew what he said, but after a moment of being stunned, Chen Xiaoxiao eventually left.

Throughout the process, she never glanced over in the direction where Luo Ziling and Yang Qingyin were sitting.

After Chen Xiaoxiao had gone, Luo Ziling and Yang Qingyin let out a sigh of relief and sat back down properly.

The rehearsal for the show officially began, and after a few performances by the extras, it was Yang Qingye’s solo flute performance.

Perhaps influenced by Yang Qingyin or for another reason, the piece Yang Qingye chose to play on the flute was also “Autumn Meditation At The Dresser,” which Luo Ziling and Yang Qingyin had played before. All in all, Yang Qingye’s performance was quite good, at least that’s how it seemed to the average person.

But only someone who has studied the piece thoroughly, like Luo Ziling and Yang Qingyin, could tell that Yang Qingye’s rendition lacked a lot of flavor.

At the end of Yang Qingye’s performance, the guy didn’t stop immediately but turned to the host in charge of the event and said, “I have a friend who plays this piece even better. Today, I also invited him to be here. I hope we can have the pleasure of hearing him play live and take the opportunity to learn something.”

Luo Ziling got a little annoyed and irritated upon hearing this, not expecting Yang Qingye to force him to perform.

Yang Qingyin was nervous too; she feared Yang Qingye might call Luo Ziling “brother-in-law,” which would be too embarrassing for her.

Fortunately, Yang Qingye didn’t publicly call Luo Ziling brother-in-law but just waved in the direction where Luo Ziling was standing, “Ziling, come and play a piece for us, and let’s feast our ears.”

Yang Qingyin let out a sigh of relief and even gave Luo Ziling a gentle push.

Luo Ziling walked over helplessly and took the flute from Yang Qingye’s hand.

Yang Qingye diligently cleaned the flute and then suggested to Luo Ziling, “Take off your glasses, and let everyone see what the school hunk of Yan University looks like.”

As he spoke, he made to grab Luo Ziling’s glasses while also shouting loudly, “This is Luo Ziling, the school hunk of Yan University! He’s modest, disguising himself to look this unappealing. Come on, beauties, don’t you want to see what a school hunk even handsomer than me looks like?”

Yang Qingye, the undisputed school hunk of Qinghua Garden, was not only tall and handsome but also came from an excellent family background, making him the dream guy for countless girls. Upon his shout, the girls on the scene immediately got excited.

Yang Qingye was already so handsome; what would a boy who looked even better than him look like?

With glasses on and hair hanging down obscuring his true face, it was certain, however, that he was tall and well-built.

The curious girls on scene, thrilled, started shouting “we do!” while making a racket, with a few bold ones rushing over in an attempt to snatch Luo Ziling’s glasses. With Yang Qingye making a fuss alongside them, Luo Ziling had no choice but to take off his glasses.

Yang Qingye still wasn’t satisfied and tidied up Luo Ziling’s hair before wrapping an arm around his shoulders, asking the girls loudly, “Which one of us is more handsome?”

The girls performing in the show had already started screaming with excitement, cheering at the sight of another incredibly handsome guy.

The bold girls who had just come over to stir up trouble took the chance to wrap their arms around either Luo Ziling or Yang Qingye, asking others to take photos of them. This left Luo Ziling with mixed feelings of laughter and helplessness, as he found himself unlucky, having been tricked by Yang Qingye.

However, he didn’t get angry; it was, after all, giving face to Yang Qingye.

After much commotion, the girls finally settled down, ready to listen to Luo Ziling play the flute.

There were quite a number of people participating in the performance, with girls being the majority, but Luo Ziling couldn’t tell whether these girls were actually pretty or not since most of them were wearing stage makeup. Discerning their beauty under heavy makeup is a very difficult thing to do.

It’s like judging women’s fullness solely by the height of their chests — if the padding is thick enough, you could be very wrong.

The magic of makeup can transform a foot-scratching uncle into a ravishing beauty.

Only with women who went makeup-free like Yang Qingyin, Ouyang Feifei, Ouyang Huihui, and Lin Lan could you easily discern their beauty.

Luo Ziling wasn’t squeamish either; he picked up the flute and began to play immediately.

He wanted to leave as soon as possible to avoid any trouble.

Of course, he was going to continue giving face to Yang Qingye, so Luo Ziling didn’t just go through the motions, but played very seriously.

While he played, the whole audience was silent, not a single person made a sound.

After finishing the piece, Yang Qingye started clapping excitedly, “That was amazing, so much better than me.”

He ran over to Luo Ziling, lowered his voice, and said, “Brother-in-law, you’ve got to give me some private instruction. If I had your level of skill, I’m sure my performance would win a big prize.”

“We’ll talk about some insights later,” Luo Ziling didn’t refuse and agreed with a smile.

Then Yang Qingye sternly reminded him, “Brother-in-law, from today onwards, your fame is definitely going to rise in Qinghua Garden. But I must warn you, if any pretty girls take the initiative to get close to you, you must sternly refuse them. You have my sister now; you can’t be flirting with other girls, or I won’t let you off.”

These words made Luo Ziling a bit speechless with amusement.