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Chapter 169 Siyuemen

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    After the two of them finished their dinner, they went out on the street together.

    I don¡¯t know why, but the street is particularly lively today.

    Yan Wanxi found out after asking people along the way that today was the day for the Siyue Sect to choose its leader.

    Everyone knows that this Siyue Gate is a place specially designed for people to enjoy music. Regardless of men or women, as long as they have money, they can listen to it.

    The musicians inside are all men who are proficient in music and piano arts. The leader is the most powerful in the Siyue Sect. He can only be considered as one who has superb piano skills and elegant appearance.

    Yan Wanxi still remembers that Xia Shurong, who was haunted by two ghosts, was deceived by the man in black and signed a contract with the two ghosts because he wanted to get the leader of the Siyue Sect.

    She was quite interested in Siyuemen. She turned to Xing Zhimo and said, "Sir, would you like to go and see it together?"

    Xing Zhimo naturally agreed. Anyway, there was nothing to do if he went back at this time, so he might as well go shopping with her.

    He nodded and said, "Yeah."

    Yan Wanxi also smiled when she saw that he agreed.

    The two of them followed the others and walked towards the river. Tonight's Siyue Sect leader selection venue was set up on the river not far away.

    The platform was built in the middle of the river, and it was decorated with lanterns and streamers, so it looked really nice.

    There are already many people gathered below.

    "Wow, it's so lively!" Yan Wanxi exclaimed. This was the first time she had seen a talent show like this in all her time in ancient times.

    The leader of the election is the Siyuemen musician who plays music on the stage. The people watching below vote, and whoever gets the most votes wins.

    When Yan Wanxi and Xing Zhimo came to the stage, someone gave them a flower. Obviously, it was used as votes later.

    When all the musicians came on stage, Yan Wanxi noticed with sharp eyes that there was a familiar figure on them. It was Xia Shurong who she helped to deal with two lonely ghosts that day.

    She saw that Xia Shurong's face had returned to rosy and fair, and he looked much better, with a hint of a handsome young man.

    "I think the leader this time must be Yin Chen!" Just as Yan Wanxi and the others were standing still, a woman's voice came from behind.

    "That's not necessarily true. I think the new Xia Shurong is also very good. His piano skills will not be inferior to Yin Chen's. And look at his appearance. He is also fair and delicate. I think he has a better chance of winning." She  The other woman next to her supported Xia Shurong.

    "Him? Didn't he do it before? Why did he come again this time?" someone asked again.

    "You don't know this, do you? I heard that he was ill some time ago. He didn't hold the position of leader for a few days before he was replaced by someone else. This time he starts over."

    ¡°So that¡¯s what it is, it¡¯s a pity.¡±

    "It's really a pity. I really don't know who will be the winner this time. I think they all have very good piano skills!"

    "And I think these people above are all very good-looking!"

    Yan Wanxi nodded silently after hearing the last sentence. This was true.

    Seeing her nodding, Xing Zhimo's eyes flashed and he coughed lightly.

    Yan Wanxi looked at him with confusion in her eyes, wondering what he meant.

    Just when Xing Zhimo didn¡¯t know how to react, the sound of the piano on the stage started to sound.

    ¡°Listen carefully to the piano,¡± he said.

    "Oh." Yan Wanxi nodded, feeling that he was a little strange, but she still listened carefully.

    A musician on the stage played a piece of music. Although she didn¡¯t know the name of the piece, she still thought the piece was melodious and very beautiful.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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