Chapter 1595: The Fake Young Master Will Be Pampered by the Real Young Master 25

On the forum, all previous doubts about Zhou An had vanished; with Mr. Paritzel as the teacher, he could even achieve a major turnaround in public opinion without doing anything else.

But only he himself knew how tormenting this period had been.

After Zhu Suisheng said that day there was still Jin Chen's manuscript, he had constantly worried about being discovered, but Paritzel was overly approving of his "talent" and demanded he write another piece before the concert.

According to Zhou An's original plan, the piece he was to perform at Mr. Paritzel's concert was also Jin Chen's; if he could become famous this time, he could later claim a mental illness to change his composition style, after all he had read the original book and could still use unwritten pieces by other geniuses besides Jin Chen.

But now, whenever Zhou An picks up the violin, he thinks of Zhu Suisheng's smile before leaving that day, which is chilling.

Jiang Wen hadn't come to see him for a long time; even though he is now Paritzel's student, Jiang Wen no longer treats him as kindly as before, just because of the deception. Zhou An doesn't understand why the people in the book are completely different from his imagination, with no one following the plot; this panic makes it increasingly hard for him to accept any change.

Under various pressures, Zhou An became even more paranoid; he even contacted a psychologist, but the situation not only didn't improve, he often dreamed that his schemes were exposed and he was despised by everyone, utterly unable to recover.

That day, Zhou An returned from the psychologist again, his spirit still a bit dazed; just as he was about to knock, he heard voices from inside the office.

It was Paritzel's assistant speaking to him; Zhou An sensitively heard his own voice and thus stopped outside the door.

A few minutes later, Zhou An gripped the doorknob tightly, his face faintly turning green, looking terrible.

A great panic once again engulfed all his thoughts, together with the recent suspicions.

The assistant doubted the authenticity of his talent; otherwise he shouldn't have been unable to write a good piece for so long after being questioned, not even a single melody.

Zhou An recalled that day in the auditorium, the crowd's admiring and envious gazes; his wavering heart gradually hardened into resolute determination.

He took a deep breath and, without hesitation, decided to use the piece Jin Chen had written the longest in the book, which had also earned him honor.

No…

That is my own composition.

I am the destined child of this book; no one can take away my honor.

Zhou An told himself that, and even came to believe it.

Zhou An pushed open the door, pretended not to have heard their conversation, and said with a pleased tone: "Teacher, I have finished the piece."

——

Because of Zhou An, Paritzel reserved a segment for students to participate; the music academy will select a small ensemble from within the institute to perform at the concert.

Jin Chen hadn't signed up, but when the selection took place, Zhou An personally came to invite him.

Jin Chen only thought he was sick.

"Are you going to join?" Zhou An's spirits were somewhat exalted, like he was full of vigor, yet in just a few exchanges he still seemed off.

Jin Chen glanced at him a few times, nodded with slight interest, "You're not afraid now?"

"I don't know what you're talking about."

Zhou An still smiled, "I hope you can join the ensemble to perform together, then watch how I play solo."

"Wait and see." Jin Chen said lightly, already guessing what Zhu Suisheng's so-called lesson was.

"Killing is not as good as breaking one's heart"; Zhou An's current mental state is just a step away from madness.

Since that's the case, he also doesn't mind completely ruining Zhou An's reputation at the concert, causing him to fall from the pedestal he dreamed of.

After accepting the invitation, Jin Chen went to the audition site; half an hour later, he left with the quota confirmed on the spot by the instructor, to pick him up from the music room where Zhu Suisheng had class.

"It's freezing today." Jiang Shui saw the class monitor open the window to ventilate the music room, and immediately shivered; "Shengsheng, let's go eat hot pot tonight to warm up."

"Sure," Zhu Suisheng slowly put on his coat, chuckled teasingly, "It's a hassle for you to accompany me to dinner today; your tyrant CEO fiancé finally agreed to let you go."

Jiang Shui gave him an annoyed glance, suddenly exclaimed, and looked meaningfully at the person walking toward the window outside: "Looks like we won't be having that hot pot today."

"After all, I don't want to disturb your two-person world either."

Through the window, Zhu Suisheng instantly saw Jin Chen waiting outside.

Thus, his slow packing movements sped up considerably; he waved at Jin Chen through the window, then walked over with a slight spring in his step, saying, "You said you had something tonight, didn't you?"

"It's done." Jin Chen smoothed his unfastened scarf and collar, then told Zhu Suisheng about Zhou An coming to find him.

Zhu Suisheng was first surprised by Zhou An's thick-skinnedness, then realized the "psychological treatment" had taken effect; given Zhou An's poor mental state, there were no rational restraints left.

He furtively glanced at Jin Chen, unsure whether Jin Chen had noticed, and echoed: "He really is shameless."

"However, it doesn't matter." Zhu Suisheng laughed: "I have already sponsored this concert in advance; you won't be bullied."

Jin Chen hadn't expected that; he chuckled again at Zhu Suisheng's overconcern, pinched his cheek, and said: "With you around, it looks like I'll be able to walk sideways among the stars."

"Of course." Zhu Suisheng nodded.

Beside him, Jiang Shui sipped milk tea, watching this scene, his heart growing ever more certain: his Shengsheng, who had never loved anyone before, had already taken root deeply in his feelings unconsciously!

However, the parties involved seem not to have realized this.

Jiang Shui, who had experienced a long-running romance, mischievously remarked that outside help is no substitute for personally feeling the ambiguous stage.

"Hehe, you guys go eat dinner, I'm heading back." Jiang Shui waved at Zhu Suisheng with a laugh, mentioning his plan to go mountain climbing during the winter break.