My tsundere female CEO

six o'clock.

The whole venue became extremely lively.

Jiang Xiaobai was still keeping his head down at this moment, looking at the people coming and going in the venue.

It can be seen that Zhu Musheng has also come and is chatting in the venue.

At this time, he looked at the time and frowned slightly.

Why didn't you see Mo Rongxuan?

not coming?

Are you alert because of Zhou Jing?

If this is the case, his run was in vain.

Seeing that half an hour passed again, hearty laughter suddenly sounded outside: "I'm sorry, everyone, I'm a little late!"

As the voice fell, an old man walked in with a middle-aged man.

When Jiang Xiaobai saw the old man, his eyes instantly froze.

This old man was exactly the person in the photo that Mu Lan gave him.

Mo Rongxuan?

When his eyes were slightly narrowed, Zhu Musheng could be seen staring at Mo Rongxuan in the venue, and his eyes were slightly lowered.

Many of the others frowned, but no one dared to say anything.

After all, Mo Rongxuan is from the spiritual doctor family.

And they are just ancient doctors.

"President, I'm sorry!"

Mo Rongxuan walked up and down, looked at Su Qingrou, and continued to express his apology.

Su Qingrou frowned, looked at Mo Rongxuan and said, "Elder Mo, your Mo family will be in charge of this ancient medicine competition. It's unreasonable for you to come so late!"

"Yes, yes, I will examine myself!"

Mo Rongxuan nodded, then raised his head again and said: "Everyone, I apologize again, something really delayed this time!"

After saying that, Mo Rongxuan looked at Su Qingrou and said, "President, can you say a few words first?"

Su Qingrou nodded slightly and walked toward the front of the venue. At this time, the supervisor in charge walked up and handed a microphone to her.

When Su Qingrou took it, the supervisor in charge waved his hand.

At this time, all instrumental music stopped.

Just when Jiang Xiaobai was surprised, he suddenly saw the middle-aged supervisor suddenly look at him.

The meaning is simple, the time has come to perform alone.

After Jiang Xiaobai received it, his mind was spinning rapidly.

What music is suitable for speaking?

He soon thought of something and put the bamboo flute to his lips. His hands were beating and crisp music sounded in the venue.

He hadn't blown anything in a long time.

But once I got started, I quickly became familiar with him.

The cheerful tune, coupled with the clever transposition, instantly silenced the venue.

Su Qingrou, who wanted to speak, couldn't help but raise her head at this moment, and looked in the direction of Jiang Xiaobai, with surprise in her eyes.

She also knows bamboo flute, and can even be said to be very proficient in it.

But facing the sound of the flute in front of me, I felt a little weaker.

For a moment, she forgot to speak and quietly enjoyed this cheerful piece of music.

The pianist next to Jiang Xiaobai also had a face full of surprise at this moment.

He looked at Jiang Xiaobai in surprise.

its not right.

During practice in the morning, this guy was clearly mispronounced frequently, so why are he so familiar with him all of a sudden?

The middle-aged supervisor, with bright eyes, looked at Jiang Xiaobai with admiration.

Jiang Xiaobai was confused during his performance.

Whatever the situation, what are you watching him do?

And this woman, Su Qingrou, didn't speak but was staring at him?

But now that he was blowing, he had no choice but to continue.

When the music stopped, he directly put away the bamboo flute.

Logically speaking, he should perform it in a loop, but now...

Forget it, he shouldn't brag.

Keep going, it's a bit too high-profile.

But he put down the bamboo flute, but Su Qingrou obviously had no intention of letting him go. She looked in his direction with her beautiful eyes and said, "I wonder where this gentleman's bamboo flute teacher came from?"

"Oh, I researched it myself!"

Jiang Xiaobai heard Su Qingrou's question and spoke in Dong Jinhao's voice while still holding his head down.

She was afraid that Su Qingrou would see some clues.

After hearing this, Su Qingrou was full of admiration: "Then you are quite talented, and you have actually studied it to this extent!"

After saying that, Su Qingrou continued: "Besides this bamboo flute, what else do you know? Are you involved in calligraphy and painting?"

Just when Jiang Xiaobai was about to shake his head and deny it, the middle-aged supervisor's voice sounded excitedly: "I know, he understands..."