The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress novel Chapter 98

Chapter 98: 039 The White Robe Journey (Part 2)_2

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They looked at the elderly Ji Heng, whose hair was streaked with white, and asked with quivering voices, “Old gentleman, were, were you a biology teacher before?”

“Me? A tailor.”

The two of them stared at Ji Heng’s solemn face, which did not seem to be joking, and were flustered, “A tailor???”

Their tone sounded as if they were about to cry.

“Yes,” Ji Heng said expressionlessly as he watched them, then pointed at the stage and said, “My granddaughter is about to perform. You two be quiet and watch, and remember to applaud later. Look, the clothes she’s wearing were made by me.”

The two turned their gaze to the stage, looking at the exquisite clothes on Bai Lian.

Ah… was he really a tailor?

Finally, the two of them started to cry.

The first row.

Director Chen saw Bai Lian come on stage, still holding a guzheng, and he suddenly sat up straight.

He watched Bai Lian without blinking an eye.

Today, many performances had been outstanding, but Director Chen watched them with a sort of absentmindedness. He had seen many national-level live performances, and the small shows in Xiangcheng, where he had managed to sit from eight until after eleven.

It was solely out of respect for Jiang Fulai, and possibly for Bai Lian, who might perform.

Unexpectedly, Director Chen, who had been indifferent to the performances, suddenly sat upright, which startled the principal.

At the same time, a leader who had returned from backstage whispered to the principal what had happened there.

The principal’s smile froze on his face as he quickly whispered to Director Chen, “This guzheng performance is just a little amusement by the students and naturally cannot compare to the professionalism in Jiangjing. You are just here to enjoy the show.”

“Mm.” Director Chen did not take his eyes off her.

He was still sitting straight, watching Bai Lian on stage.

Bai Lian sat on the stool.

Her hands gently rested on the guzheng, with her eyes slightly closed.

The wide, gradient green skirt spread on the floor, with various colors of poppies blossoming in the wind at the hem that lay on the ground.

The anxious and uneasy auditorium gradually quieted down.

“Bang”

The brightest spotlight shone down in the center.

Bai Lian, who had kept her eyes closed, suddenly opened them. Her eyes were no longer casual and indifferent, but dark and cold, brimming with a murderous air.

She raised her hands, her fingers poised on the strings, and started to pluck them from top to bottom. The incredibly fluid arpeggio cascaded effortlessly from her hands!