The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress novel Chapter 278

Chapter 278: 105 Brother Jiang’s Gift of a Guqin, a Cross-Century Top-Tier Collaboration (Second Update)_3

She gently pressed on the strings of the zither.

The sound was crisp and piercing.

…?

Bai Lian opened her smartphone and sent a message—

[How much is this guzheng?]

She could certainly tell that the timbre was of exceptional quality.

Teacher Jiang: [2888]

Bai Lian did a quick calculation of the price, compared to Dayong’s cost of living—

[Impossible]

Teacher Jiang: [2.8 billion, transfer the money]

Bai, the student: [.]

The school’s guzheng indeed felt a bit rough; this guzheng was a timely rain for Bai Lian, who, as she pressed on the strings, had a continuous stream of inspiration and quickly wrote down line after line on paper.

“What’s that?” Lance looked over with silver needles pricked in his head.

These characters were completely different from the Chinese characters he had learned; he recognized each character when taken apart, but combining them together was very confusing.

Lance was baffled, wondering if the teacher who was teaching him Chinese had withheld something.

Bai Lian did not bother to explain things that fundamentally could not be explained to foreigners: “Partial paralysis.”

Lance immediately sat up straight.

Outside.

Ren Qian and Ren Wanxuan had arrived in the afternoon, and Bai Lian had not mentioned Ren Wanxuan to Ji Heng. Ji Heng was quite nice to Ren Wanxuan, and now even conveniently invited the two of them to stay for dinner.

“I haven’t finished my homework.” Mentioning dinner, Ren Wanxuan subconsciously spoke up.

She found it hard to understand why Ji Heng was still living here; wasn’t Bai Lian no longer part of the Xu Family? Why not move Ji Heng out and change to a better house?

Ji Shaorong said nothing.

Ren Qian looked at Ren Wanxuan, then turned to Ji Heng with a smile, “She still has tutoring classes today.”

Speaking of this, Ren Qian inquired further, “I’ve hired famous tutors from Beicheng who have taught students admitted to Jiangjing University. How about letting Alian join Wanxuan for the lessons?”

Next to him, Ren Wanxuan bit her lip and glanced at Ren Qian.

But she said no more.

Ji Heng was startled; this could indeed be a good opportunity for Bai Lian, but…

“I will ask her.” He put down the embroidery needle and picked up the tobacco pipe next to him.

Ren Qian and Ren Wanxuan left, and Lance emerged from Bai Lian’s place, pulling out the needles and looking excited: “Eat what?!”

Outside.

Ren Qian turned to glance back, asking Ren Wanxuan, “Do you know that foreigner?”

Lance’s appearance was quite disreputable.

Ren Wanxuan was very averse to the idea of taking classes with Bai Lian, “I don’t know him. All sorts of people are around here.”

Purest Street was a place where all sorts of people could be found.

If it had not been for the Xu Family, she would not have wanted to be here at all this year.

It was just a casual question from Ren Qian.

No one would associate Lance, such a small old man, with a master surgeon.

What he needed to be concerned about was how to mend the relationship with the Ji Family. Fortunately, Ji Heng was quite forgiving towards Ren Wanxuan, his grandniece.

But as for Bai Lian…

Ren Qian had a headache. He somewhat felt that Ji Heng could not sway Bai Lian, so what about the Xu Family?

**

The theme of Bai Xiangjun’s character song was clear.

Lyric and composition were not difficult for Bai Lian; she had many experiences, most of which happened to her personally.

The arrival of Jiang Fulai’s guzheng was opportune, and in less than three days, she had written the entire piece.

However, there was one thing; she used a simplified score, as she had never learned modern music theory, and the original owner’s mind also lacked knowledge of modern music theory.

She could learn modern music theory, but there was no time.

Thursday.

Gym class.

Class 15 and Class 8 were still together, and Bai Lian sat under the shade of a tree, lazily looking at a full page of simplified scores.

Her phone lit up, it was a message from Jian Zhongyou—

[How do you think she plays?]

After listening to it, Bai Lian gave him an evaluation.

Suddenly she remembered something: [Do you know simplified scores?]

Jian Zhongyou took guzheng lessons seriously. He started playing the guzheng at the age of eight, and now, sixty years later, he was more familiar with the guzheng than with himself. He had written many papers on the guzheng and had researched no less than a hundred historical books.