Chapter 100: 040 Butcher’s Edition! Prescription (Three)_1
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Bai Lian, in her two lifetimes combined, had nearly gone a year without touching the guzheng, so it was understandable that her proficiency was lacking.
The main issue was that the guzheng given to her by the student council had twenty-one strings.
…But the guzheng she was previously accustomed to had only eighteen strings!
So she had just found it very awkward to play.
Her performance was not even one-tenth of her normal standard.
Fortunately, she played “The White Robed Journey.” If it had been something else, it might have been even more unpleasant to listen to.
Who was her teacher… she chose not to disgrace her mentor.
Bai Lian silently wondered if the founding master had received her reflections and repentance.
“Isn’t that so?” Chief Chen looked at Bai Lian as if she were dissatisfied with herself and couldn’t help but exclaim in surprise.
He didn’t understand guzheng, but he could still feel the music’s power.
With her performance, Bai Lian could now join the Jiangjing Guzheng Association and, with another two years of practice, it was not impossible for her to become a concert-level guzheng performer.
Is Bai Lian setting such high standards for herself?
Chief Chen wanted to continue questioning, but the slow, deliberate gaze of the person beside him made him shudder all of a sudden.
Looking back, he indeed met Jiang Fulai’s faint gaze.
Chief Chen stiffened.
Thankfully, the arrival of Pu Xiaohan and others eased Chief Chen’s stiffness at that moment.
Pu Xiaohan and Zhang Shize were just as puzzled as Chief Chen, but with Jiang Fulai standing next to Bai Lian, not a single person dared to utter a word.
“Tell my grandpa I’ll go ahead to the school cafeteria and wait for him,” Bai Lian said as she took over her phone and two pieces of iridium.
Pu Xiaohan nodded.
Only after Bai Lian and the others had left did Zhang Shize wipe his sweat, looking at Pu Xiaohan and relaxing slightly, “Who was that just now…?”
He didn’t specify whom, but Pu Xiaohan knew he meant Jiang Fulai.
Her lack of surprise at Zhang Shize’s timidity was because even the top students would…
Pu Xiaohan did not answer, instead frowning, “What’s the deal with that longsword anyway?”
“It’s about Chen Wei calling me this morning…” Zhang Shize also calmed down.
Over at the auditorium.
Because only a faint sound of the guzheng could be heard backstage.
They missed the grand, overwhelming atmosphere of the live performance.
When Bai Lian came out, she returned the guzheng to that boy, her calm face revealing nothing.
No one backstage knew she had played “The White Robed Journey.”
Even Elder Chen was gone. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm
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