Chapter 37

The Imperial Capital Museum of Traditional Art has many sub-branches for calligraphy, paper-cutting, painting, clothing, etc. Shen Lingnian is naturally going to the music hall today.

On the simple and unsophisticated solid wood signboard is a chic and elegant running script - "Hometown of Ancient Sounds".

As soon as you enter the door, you will be greeted by various display boards hanging on the wall, which describe the development history of ancient music in detail.

The exhibits in the exhibition hall are very rich, including not only music scores and poetry collections that have been passed down for hundreds of years, but also slightly ancient guqin, chime bells and other musical instruments.

Accompanied by the majestic and soul-stirring music, it seems as if you have returned to thousands of years ago.

Shen Lingnian tasted all the way along the corridor of the exhibition hall, carefully looked at each exhibit and display board, took photos from time to time, and took notes.

"Do you think the woman in front looks familiar?"

"It seems a bit, let's take a closer look?"

Although the girl not far behind deliberately lowered her voice, the two conversations easily passed through the crowd between them and fell into Shen Lingnian's ears.

Her heart skipped a beat, she was so perfectly disguised, could she still be recognized...?Could it be her true fan?

But the next second—

"Is she... the woman who is pestering Yuyu?!"

Shen Lingnian: "..."

A cauldron fell from the sky.

She pulled up the mask silently, then turned around and squeezed into the crowd.

"!!! It really is her!"

"Quick, catch up with her!"

With the sound of hurried footsteps behind her, Shen Lingnian couldn't help but frown, this place is a museum after all, if she didn't want to disturb the history, she would fight.

At this time, the door of the stairwell was close at hand, she dodged in three steps and two steps, and climbed up the stairs.

There were not many people in the stairwell, so her speed was no longer limited, and she quickly reached the sixth floor, leaving the two girls far behind.

"Damn Yu Guhuan..." Shen Lingnian ground his molars, let out a cold snort between his teeth, and put the account on Yu Guhuan's head.

Fortunately, by the time Shen Lingnian finished visiting the entire music hall, it was close to closing time, and Yu Guhuan's fans had already left.

Click on WeChat Moments, and quickly tap on it with your fingers.

[Almost besieged by a fan of a certain family...]

The accompanying picture is a selfie of her at the Imperial Museum of Traditional Art.

Frankly speaking, Shen Lingnian's circle of friends was intentionally sent to Yu Guhuan.

After posting to Moments, she threw her phone aside before she started sorting out what she had gained today.

The comfort of friends in the circle and the condemnation of only fans and black fans soon appeared under that circle of friends.

But there was no reply from anyone.

Shen Ling gave a young snort, and glanced at the text message sent by the bank a few minutes ago——

【您尾号为0971的账户于3022年9月13日18:59收到来自账户9652********3766的转账10,000,000。】

She pursed her lips, crossed out the text message, and clicked on the latest news on WeChat.

[Yu Guhuan: Xiaonian, are you preparing for the audition for the cover of the special anniversary issue of "Scholarly Fragrance"? 】

She didn't mention her circle of friends at all, and I don't know if she really didn't see it or pretended not to see it.

[Yu Guhuan: I got a VIP ticket for the "Listen to History" theme concert the day after tomorrow, do you want to go see it? 】

The theme concert of "Listening to History"...is the most famous concert in the imperial capital in recent years, using ancient instruments to play the sound of history.

Go back in time.

But a vote is hard to come by.

Just when Shen Lingnian was debating whether to agree or not, three words lit up on the phone screen - "Yu Guhuan".

(End of this chapter)

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