444 was practically speechless.
Could this woman have lost her mind? Who had harmed or insulted her? She was clearly inferior in skill, yet she had stubbornly gone up there and humiliated herself. What a ridiculous person.
If she hadn't secretly gone up to sing just now, wouldn't this whole mess have been avoided?
And now she was blaming others. How laughable.
Su Qiao was completely unaffected. After changing into a long robe in an ancient style, she took a sip of tea, picked up a fan, and went onstage with an air of effortless elegance.
What came next was a modern song blended with ancient style, interspersed with elements of opera and bearing the distinctive character of this transitional era between dynasties.
Wasn't Tang Meina from an opera background?
Since she refused to accept defeat, Su Qiao would simply leave her with nowhere to retreat.
Although Su Qiao had never formally performed opera, she had written many opera lyrics in the Ancient Plane before and had learned quite a bit from the members of those opera troupes.
On top of that, her ethereal voice was truly distinctive and suited opera as well. By the end of the song, she had not only won over the young people but had also deeply interested several veteran opera performers who loved listening to it.
Naturally, she received another thunderous round of applause.
As she stepped offstage, everyone heard Sister Jin say that Su Qiao had written the lyrics and composed the music for all those songs herself. They were even more amazed.
Even more people wanted to invite her out, but this time, they no longer extended mere verbal invitations. Everyone began handing over formal invitations.
Some cultured figures with status and influence, even literary figures accomplished in the world of letters,