This time, Fang Zhao saw another side of Qiao Tingzhen.
At today's performance, Windsor had sung three songs. Every time a song ended, Qiao Tingzhen was especially excited, but whenever it was another's turn to sing, he returned to his cool demeanor.
That afternoon, the performers were veterans of the music circles, and they each had their own style. Fang Zhao noticed someone else, not one of the performers on stage but a member of the audience seated right at the edge of the front row. If not for the fact that after every singer completed their song, they faced this person and bowed lightly, it would have been rather difficult to notice this person.
