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On the other side of the square, Wu Hui was still immersed in the ocean of music, completely unaware that he had been given a nice guy card without his knowledge.
With the experience and skills of countless guitar masters throughout the ages, Wu Hui's hands seem to have their own soul. Wherever his heart goes, the melody flows out naturally. Every rhythm and every chord is full of indescribable tension.
That is the charm that belongs only to the master.
The people around were immersed in it and couldn't help but feel their hearts beating with the melody of the music, unable to control themselves.
Before they knew it, the crowd slowly gathered around. Even Blake Leighton put down his harp and walked over, closing his eyes and listening attentively.
After the song ended, Wu Hui put down the guitar in his hand, and thunderous applause broke out all around him.
"good!"
"marvelous!"
The bards were so excited that their hands turned red from clapping. They looked at Wu Hui and the guitar in his hand with indescribable enthusiasm and excitement, as if they had discovered a new world.
Even Blake Litton couldn't help but give Wu Hui a thumbs up, with a look of admiration on his face: "Although I don't know what instrument this is, this piece of music is the most infectious piece of music I have ever heard. You play it really well!"
"Thank you for the compliment. I don't deserve it~ I don't deserve it~"
Wu Hui was all smiles, feeling very happy about the compliment, and even his desire to teach this kid a lesson faded a little.
"Little brother, you are not from here, are you?" A beautiful woman wearing a wide-brimmed hat and dressed like a young woman cast a coquettish glance at him. "Your black hair is quite rare here, and your facial features are not similar to ours."
"Indeed not. I come from the east."
Wu Hui responded with a smile.
Whether it was Wu Hui's oriental appearance, the guitar in his hand, or the amazing song he just sang, everyone was very curious.
Everyone started chatting with him.
Some bold young women would frequently flirt with him, and secretly slip a piece of silk with the address written on it into his hands when no one was paying attention, looking at him with an ambiguous look that all men could understand.
But in just a short while, Wu Hui had already received several pieces of silk.
The young and pretty girls didn't have the courage to do so, but a few of them talked to him with blushing faces. Most of them looked at him and whispered behind the crowd, and no one knew what they were talking about.
Although Wu Hui showed no expression, he felt secretly happy in his heart.
This is the life you should have~
Being surrounded by beauties, although you don't have to do anything, but the sweet voices and soft words they give are something that those rough men can't compare to.
Surrounded by so many people, Wu Hui unknowingly became more arrogant.
Thinking of their previous admiration for Blake Litton, Wu Hui couldn't help but pull Blake Litton to his side and asked them jokingly: "Who do you think is more attractive, me or Brother Blake?"
When these words were spoken, the young women and beautiful girls were stunned at first, and then they couldn't help but giggle.
The beauty in the wide-brimmed hat just now winked at him and said with a giggle, "Little brother, you have a good temperament and play the piano beautifully, but I still like Blake."