The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress novel Chapter 97

Chapter 97: 039 The White Robe Journey (Part 2)_1

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The quiet backstage left no one able to follow her train of thought, even the school leaders were a bit stunned.

The boy, with his collar grabbed by Bai Lian, had an impactful view of her face at close quarters, leaving him momentarily unresponsive.

Bai Lian calmly looked at him, repeating, “Do you have an ancient zither?”

“Yes!” he quickly came to his senses.

Many things in the school were sponsored by Jiangjing, and they especially loved to donate zithers to the school.

The music room alone had seven or eight different types of zithers.

“Mm.” Bai Lian nodded her head and let go of him.

She handed her phone to Pu Xiaohan standing nearby and methodically took off the two Iridium rings from her fingers and gave them to her, politely saying, “Please help me get the zither.”

After a moment of surprise, the boy hurried next door to fetch the zither.

The performance on the stage was already approaching its end.

Bai Lian smoothed out her sleeves and looked at the school leaders, her chilly eyes devoid of any emotion, yet her flat tone sounded intimidating, “The program can be changed, right?”

The once imposing school leaders subconsciously nodded.

Bai Lian withdrew her gaze, “Then change it, I’ll play the zither.”

The boy who went to get the zither just came back with it.

Bai Lian took the zither and looked at the brown instrument for a long while before plucking a string.

The somewhat harsh sound indicated that the zither was not of the highest quality, and its tone wasn’t good either.

She took her time to tune the instrument properly.

But it was barely acceptable.

The logistics staff understood Bai Lian’s intentions; on-site pickups and zithers were readily available, making the performance convenient.

They set up the zither stool and stand, and Bai Lian, with the zither in her arms, lifted the curtain and went onstage.

Ren Wanxuan, who had been expecting Bai Lian to ask for her help, stood in place, frowning as she watched Bai Lian disappear backstage.

“Pu Xiaohan, does your classmate really know how to play the zither?” someone else also caught on and quietly inquired of Pu Xiaohan.

Bai Lian had tuned the zither with quite a bearing, she didn’t seem like an amateur.

At this moment, Pu Xiaohan was drenched in cold sweat. With little strength, she just hummed in affirmation.

But her answer lacked confidence and she was distracted.

Most people present could tell from her state, and after exchanging glances, they seemed to understand that Bai Lian probably wasn’t proficient with the zither.