The competition started quickly.
One after another, students went up to showcase their talents, singing love songs, beautiful melodies, and playing various instruments.
Zhang Wei also stepped up and affectionately sang a love song. What annoyed Jiang Siming the most was that he was singing his own song, "Trotting Horse." Though it was far from his level, it was being compared to him. Compared to other students at the academy, he was still quite good.
Finally, it was Jiang Lan's turn. To Jiang Siming's surprise, this stylish and graceful girl's talent was playing the Chinese zither. She played exceptionally well, earning unanimous applause from classmates and teachers.
After all the students performed, the teachers were preparing to select the top three. However, Zhang Wei stood up, eyes fixed on Jiang Siming, and said with a smile, "We still have one person who hasn't performed. Friend, please?"