Upon hearing the host's words, the audience present suddenly erupted into chaos.
"What? The pianist has severe diarrhea and can't perform, leading to the cancellation of the piece? Could it be any more shameless? What is Shen Qiang doing? If he's incapable, just say so; no one would laugh at him. Playing such tricks—absolutely disgusting."
"Damn, I even called him a musical genius. Didn't expect him to be such a shameless guy. Oh, has his inspiration dried up, can't write songs anymore? Then just stop writing. He brags like he's something special, claiming he's lonely like snow, but behind the scenes, doing this trashy stuff, incompetent, trying to play the victim while blaming the pianist!"
"I initially thought Shen Qiang was pretty good. Didn't expect him to be such a petty person. If you can do it, do it; if not, just admit it. Why play such tricks? Does he take the audience for fools? Truly embarrassing!"
Among the audience exchanging glances, some spoke loudly and clearly.
