The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress novel Chapter 527

Chapter 527: Qin Jiu, the Sage of the Zither 211, her teacher is far more formidable than I am (second update)_1

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“I don’t know,” Wen Zhixia looked at the white plastic bag, reached out to open the tied top, and casually said, “A stupid dog’s gift to me.”

The old man didn’t understand why Wen Zhixia called her friend a stupid dog, but he didn’t comment on it.

He knew that Wen Zhixia didn’t have many friends here, and this was one of them.

“When you go back, don’t mention these two words in front of the old lady,” the old man paused, then reminded.

“Got it,” Wen Zhixia had an elegant name, but she was not so refined herself, “I know I’m uncivilized and rude…”

As she spoke, she saw the gift in the bag.

It was four recorded CDs.

Each one was beautifully packaged, Wen Zhixia looked at the top one, and on its blue cover, two powerful characters were written—

Gambling on Liquor.

Below it the signature was written in black marker in an artistic font.

As a fan of Yan Lu, she recognized it as Yan Lu’s signature.

“What the fu…”

She was halfway through the word when she realized the old man was behind her and forcefully changed her words.

Hurriedly, she flipped to the next CD—Han Shixu—the one that had been hyped up to two hundred thousand a piece online!

The Han Shixu that eight hundred people had failed to get!

Each one had Yan Lu’s signature on it.

Wen Zhixia cursed silently in her heart, then opened her phone—

[Did you get it? Why do you have the signed version? Is it authentic?!!!]

Stupid dog: [1]

At this time still “1,” What the hell does “1” mean?

Wen Zhixia looked at the four precious CDs wrapped in the plastic bag, temporarily forgetting the heartbreak of the stupid dog—

[Today, you can be my dad for a day.]

Stupid dog: [.]

Forget it; let her full stop herself with a full stop. Wen Zhixia decided not to quarrel with Bai Lian for now. She put her phone aside and then glanced at the albums.

She belatedly remembered.

She hadn’t been able to get them even with someone’s help, so how did Bai Lian manage to get these albums?

And they all came with signatures?

**

One day later.

A music concert in Beicheng.

The Bai Family had gotten three tickets, middle seats. The attendees were Bai Shaoqi, Song Min, and Mrs. Song. Only the three of them from the Bai and Song families could appreciate classical music.

Bai Qiming had the sense not to come and fake sophistication.

There was a large queue for ticket checking at the venue.

Most of them were well-known musicians from Beicheng.

“Shaoqi, I heard your brother is confirmed to be following a Professor Jiang?” Mrs. Song stood beside Bai Shaoqi, chatting as they waited in line.

Bai Shaoqi nodded slightly, her demeanor as calm as a gentle breeze and floating clouds: “That’s right.”

Mrs. Song knew the Bai family valued Bai Shaoqi and that Bai Shaoke was part of the reason. “Who is the distinguished guest your father mentioned from Jiahao? Have you two heard anything?”

Many from the international class came from impressive backgrounds, which also offered a route.

“I don’t know,” Bai Shaoqi replied solemnly, “but the general manager of Jiahao personally greeted him, my dad said it might be Dean Jian.”

If it was Dean Jian, it would make sense.

The three of them went through the ticket check.

The concert hadn’t begun yet, and their seats were in the fifth row.

These were also VIP seats.

Upon entering, Bai Shaoqi saw the first row was different from the others, with leather seats and high backs. The first row was also enclosed with a fence, separating it from the VIP seats behind it. _{fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓}

“That’s…” Bai Shaoqi was taken aback.

Mrs. Song, who had grown up in Jiangjing and frequented many venues, recognized it immediately, “Those are guest seats; someone from Jiangjing must have come.”

Important figures of the concert.

It was also strange; even in past years when Dean Jian came, Beicheng wasn’t this lively.

**

Meanwhile.

Bai Lian held her ticket, but no one checked it; Old Hu directly took her through the staff entrance.

“It’s crowded at the entrance,” Old Hu guessed Bai Lian’s identity and was very respectful towards her, “We’ll go around from backstage.”

Old Hu’s face was his pass; after all, he was Dean Jian’s assistant and represented him.

Along the way, everyone would stop to greet Old Hu.

They all noticed the girl he was treating with such respect.

Though just an assistant, Old Hu could play both the pipa and the guzheng, and he had a bit of fame. Being under Dean Jian’s wing, his skills far exceeded those of ordinary people.

Even Beiyin’s President Luo would call him “Mr. Hu.”

But now he was being so polite to a girl?

Who was this girl?

Others guessed in their minds, but the girl kept her head down slightly, with a remarkable appearance; she was an unfamiliar face they hadn’t seen before.