Chapter Ninety-One: The Master of the Listening Pavilion
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After watching Zhan Ying's dance, the dancers of the other four groups couldn't help but be a little discouraged, and they all thought that Zhan Ying was selected this time, and she deserved to be rewarded with silver.
Zhan Ying saw the expressions of the other dancers, and the stone in his heart settled, at least it showed that he was dancing well, and if he was selected today, it was very likely that he would really succeed in assassinating Namuhan on his birthday.
The man in purple opened his mouth lazily, and his voice was soft and beautiful: "Amo, what do you think?" ”
The man in the dark clothes opened his mouth: "Why don't you watch the remaining three games before making a decision." ”
Zhan Ying had already stepped aside and made way for the next group of dancers.
When all the dancers had finished, the man in purple frowned and asked the musician to lean back and whisper a few words to the musician.
The musician got up and said, "Each has its own wonderful, and it's really hard to choose." Let's discuss it, and send someone to inform the selected candidates tomorrow, and wait for the next opportunity if you don't get the news...... ”
Zhan Ying left when he heard this, and he never met Wei Ziyi from beginning to end.
The man in the hall turned his eyes to the back of Zhan Ying's departure, and quietly glanced at Wei Ziyi, who was collecting the piano.
At night, several dark shadows swept across the roof of the National Teacher's Mansion in the night sky, landed in a secluded courtyard, and left quietly after reporting to the people in the house.
"That little girl is interesting, you really don't plan to let her be selected?" The purple-clothed man's narrow phoenix eyes shimmered under the lamp.
"You also heard that she and the new violinist were indeed Wushi who entered together, but they deliberately pretended not to know each other, and worked hard to enter the national teacher's mansion together, and they must have a plan." The dark eyes of the man in the dark clothes flashed with a fine light: "No matter what they want, I can't let them ruin my arrangement." ”
At this moment, the Qingyao Library's civil war Ying and Wei Ziyi were also digesting the information they got today.
The man in purple is the pavilion master of Tingyin Pavilion, his name is Zixiao, because he has a very high appreciation of music and dance, Namuhan is extremely courteous to him, especially for him to find a courtyard in the mansion, this time Namuhan invited him to come to the National Teacher's Mansion to select dances for his birthday.
And the man in Xuanyi that Zixiao was carrying by his side was his guard, named Cheng Mo, and he was allowed to live in the National Teacher's Mansion with Zixiao.
"I don't think his true identity is a guard." Zhan Ying said.
"How?"
"Intuition. I even feel that his identity is above Zixiao. Maybe Zixiao is at his disposal. Zhan Ying wasn't sure either, after all, today was just a quick glimpse.
"It doesn't matter who they are, as long as they don't get in the way of us." Wei Ziyi didn't notice this, so he said indifferently.
"I hope so." Zhan Ying was faintly uneasy.
The next day, Zhan Ying waited for a day without waiting for news from the National Teacher's Mansion, and she knew that her Water Sleeve Dance was not selected by Zixiao. My efforts these days have come to naught.
She was not discouraged, and discussed another way with Wei Ziyi.
"I have an idea." Zhan Ying hesitated slightly, and then quickly continued: "The plan we discussed before, with Jingshang's participation, we can realize it in advance. ”
"No, Jing Shang told him to wait until he came back to do it. Besides, the most critical person is not there, how did he get into the National Teacher's Mansion? Wei Ziyi flatly refused.
"Not many people have seen the true face of Jingshang, anyone can be Jingshang." (To be continued.) )