Chapter 1597: The Fake Young Master Is About to Be Doted On by the Real Young Master 27

During the performance, all ensemble students wore identical shirts and black pants; ensemble playing stresses coordination, and if any instrument overly stood out in the ensemble section it would feel off, so Jin Chen stayed in sync throughout—even his violin solo was a bit above the ensemble average.

All in all, they matched everyone's expectation of the genius level of Stellar Music Academy students, but since Zhou An had already been praised by Gustav, the media naturally didn't focus too much on them.

But there was still applause for them.

The students who had snatched tickets in the audience clapped for them, Zhu Suisheng among them, but he was clapping only for Jin Chen.

Throughout the performance, Zhu Suisheng's gaze never wavered, fixed solely on Jin Chen.

Outside the livestream, Shi Qian and Zhu Chengde were likewise ready to hold a family celebration banquet for Jin Chen.

Seeing the lukewarm response to this piece, Zhou An could no longer contain his excitement; upon seeing a staff member bring tea, he gulped it down without thinking.

The staff member glanced at the bottom of the tea cup, then left the lounge with the empty cup.

When exiting after the performance, Jin Chen did not follow the rule that students should collectively leave from the back‑side corner; instead he went down the opposite staircase, with so many spectators and media watching, even if classmates noticed they couldn't forcibly pull him off stage.

The vice dean offstage's face instantly turned grim; he glanced nervously at Pariser, wondering what was wrong with the Zhu family—every one of them refused to follow the rules.

After all, the concert's biggest sponsor was the Zhu family, so Pariser merely snorted, "These students nowadays…"

The vice dean remained silent, keeping silent.

He isn't Pariser, who can return to the UK after the concert; if he offended the Zhu family, this vice dean wouldn't be able to keep his post.

The lights on stage dimmed again.

In an instant, everyone held their breath.

This was the final act, and also the domestic debut of the disciple Gustav had trained for many years.

That mysterious disciple was hailed as the youngest genius chief, and it was said Gustav wouldn't let him reveal himself before graduation, so he always performed wearing a special mask.

The vice dean held his breath and intently stared at the stage front.

Heaven knows how many goosebumps rose all over him when he realized that disciple was also a student of the music academy!

The entire music world was eagerly waiting to learn the identity of that person, who was actually hidden among their students, and more importantly, they had completely failed to notice!

Zhu Suisheng lacked interest, his doubtful gaze repeatedly shifting backstage, thinking Jin Chen still hadn't come out—he was getting tired from sitting.

A familiar violin string sound rang out.

Zhu Suisheng looked up in surprise as a spotlight shone on a youth in a long tailcoat, his demeanor cool and outstanding, so still he seemed to merge with the music.

Gustav appeared on the other side, the classical-style melody enduring and long, smooth as silk.

Zhu Suisheng gently pressed his chest, feeling his heartbeat quicken.

Jin Chen, not hiding his talent, was simply too dazzling.

That was to be expected.

Zhu Suisheng thought, perhaps the surging emotion of this moment outweighed the ever‑inopportune bad mood; in his eyes there was only Jin Chen under the spotlight, warm and bright.

【Villain Heartthrob Value +5, total 61!】

Jin Chen lifted his eyes to the audience below, his gaze precisely meeting Zhu Suisheng's, a smile appearing.

A few seconds later, everyone in the audience:!!!

The uninformed audience gasped in admiration, exclaiming Gustav truly deserved his title as an elderly handsome man—even taking on a disciple was this superior! He utterly outshone the fresh‑meat male idols of the entertainment industry.

The informed student audience and everyone in the backstage lounge had their eyeballs nearly popping out.

Jin Chen turned out to be Gustav's inner‑door disciple!

"This…" the two assistants exchanged a glance and, in unison, looked at the astonished Pariser.

Pariser nearly clutched his chest while looking, shocked to the point of barely being able to take it.

The vice dean snapped back from his shock, voice trembling as he asked, "Don't you feel… this piece sounds a bit familiar?"

It's practically the same as what Zhou An just played.

But Jin Chen's technique and the musical emotion he expressed were far superior to Zhou An's, and not entirely alike, which is why nobody noticed at first.

Recalling how Jin Chen had said Zhou An stole his sheet music, Pariser again clutched his chest, gasped for air, urgently took a few heart‑saving pills, and his complexion turned as bad as possible.

Meanwhile, Zhou An's mind went blank, as if struck by lightning, his breathing short and urgent like he'd fallen ill.

"No… no, how could it be… how could it be him…"

He stared fixedly at the person on stage, his heart feeling like a large stone tied to it, constantly striking, spewing the most venomous, unwilling fluid—each drop was resentment.

Why!!

He clearly had seized every advantage, yet still couldn't snatch the protagonist's halo that belonged to Jin Chen!

In just a few minutes, the excitement in his eyes turned into frenzied resentment; Zhou An smashed everything on the resting tea table, his whole body tensing to the point of spasms.

It was anger and unwillingness, even more so panic.

Jin Chen happened to pick this piece…… it was precisely the one he had just performed!

He couldn't claim Gustav's disciple stole his tune—no one would believe that.

Everything is over……

Outside the livestream, Shi Qian and Zhu Chengde remained dazed for a long time.

"Honey… I didn't see wrong, did I?" The billion‑level tyrant Zhu Chengde, whose net worth shifts by tens of millions every minutes, began doubting his own eyes.

"Is Xiao Chen Gustav's inner‑door disciple?"

That world‑watched youth chief?!

And he actually still wanted Jin Chen to take over the family business in the future!

Shi Qian, on the contrary, calmed down now: "I didn't mishear—Xiao Chen really is…… outstanding."

She choked up a little: "All these years… he's had no family's support, climbing step by step to this point—it must have taken tremendous effort."

Zhu Chengde held her in his arms, looking at the child on screen who had grown into a towering tree; he felt regret for not being able to share in her growth, but more so pride—deep, heartfelt pride, just like when Shengsheng first won first place in a piano competition as a child.

Others had all sorts of thoughts.

Jiang Wen was also surprised, then calmed and nodded slowly—this was the bearing a protagonist of the micro‑world should have.

Looks like this mission won't go wrong.

He was like a heartless machine completing the task.

Meanwhile, the students who had just performed with Jin Chen: ……

They kept exchanging glances, their shock having nowhere to vent.

"Goodness..." the student in charge of conducting covered his heart, "Did I just perform together with the genius lead?!"

Another student suddenly said, "Jin Chen didn't get it wrong—Zhou An is a thief, stealing not just his identity but also the sheet music."

"... Mr. Parichel's face must be hurting, right."