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Without waiting for Wang Shouzhe's objection, Chen Fangjie praised, "Good! The flute's melody is bright, clear, and full of vitality, yet reveals a deep history. It conveys a sense of distant depth, yet does not lose its high spirits. It fits perfectly with our ongoing tea tasting and lotus listening session."
Let it go, just let her play the flute, Wang Shouzhe relented. After all, she was preparing to play the flute in a traditionally formal manner.
"Then allow me to show my humble skills." Following that, "Zhong Luoxian," with her beautiful eyes as tranquil as water, held up her jade flute, her rosy lips slightly open, her jade fingers moving melodically and started to play.
The scene was exquisite and captivating.
And then...
There was no 'then'.
The flute play was so terrible that even a layman like Wang Shouzhe was left feeling frustrated and wishing he could plunge himself right off the second floor into the lotus pond beneath.