The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress novel Chapter 399

Chapter 399: 154 Shocked Jian Zhe, Ignites the East of the City_3

An erhu rang out, piercing the skies above.

It set the entire eastern part of the city ablaze.

The young people’s eyes lit up—wasn’t this “Sexy Love”?

Could their traditional instrument, the erhu, actually play that?!

There were hardly any experts in the audience; all they knew was that this erhu had a really great tune. It was lively yet carried a touch of sassiness, which didn’t seem to match the serious and stern old man at all.

In an instant, the lightly attended stage began drawing crowds, lured by the sound of the erhu.

Countless people recorded the scene, surrounding the stage so tightly that no one could pass through.

When Pu Xiaohan arrived, Director Jian was desperately looking for her help. She finally managed to pull Director Jian out of the crowd and handed him the milk tea that Bai Lian had brought for him.

The two of them snuck behind a huge blue trash can to drink their milk teas.

“Grandpa Jian, you actually know young people’s music?” Pu Xiaohan took a sip of her milk tea; she had listened to half of “Sexy Love”.

It was astounding.

She had always thought Director Jian was a serious person. She didn’t dare overstep boundaries when talking to him online, only to discover today that he possessed an interesting soul.

“It wasn’t me,” Director Jian’s eyes were opened to a new world by Bai Lian, squatting down with his milk tea, “Your classmate who sits behind you played it first on the zither. She’s better at it than me.”

That serious yet playful charm, Director Jian thought Bai Lian played it spot on.

These classical instruments didn’t always have to play classic pieces; letting more people know that even the erhu could play music from all times and places was important.

“Bai Lian?” Pu Xiaohan’s eyes twirled.

Bai Lian only practiced the instrument at home, and aside from that one school anniversary, Pu Xiaohan hadn’t heard her play since.

But it made sense—that air of refined rascality, Bai Lian captured it just right.

**

Seven o’clock in the evening.

Bai Lian and Jiang Fulai were in the eastern part of the city looking for Pu Xiaohan and Director Jian.

The tourist route was on the newly built Xiang Mountain Avenue, which connected to Xiangbei. Wallow Road, a popular tourist street, intersected with Xiang Mountain Avenue. The whole of Wallow Road was paved with bluestone slabs, and Peace Road crossed it, also laid with bluestone.

The Calligraphy Association Martial Arts Hall was right at the junction of Xiang Mountain Avenue and Wallow Road, and the shopping center on Xiang Mountain Avenue was about to open.

Pu Xiaohan and Director Jian were sitting at a roadside stall on Peace Road, waiting for their snacks to arrive.

Wallow Road was five meters wide and Peace Road was a bit narrower, so there were fewer people than on Wallow Road.

Today, Bai Lian wore a creamy white linen long dress, her long hair half-tied in a lazy style, with her dark hair draping over her shoulders. Behind her, the lights of thousands of homes blended her into the street’s ambiance.