Chapter 478 - Remember Me? (1/2)

There was a huge uproar in the comments section:

—— [Is this little angel a guest?!]

—— [I like a sickly brother! Xu Tumi, hurry up and leave. I’m going to go stan a new couple!]

—— [Xu Tumi: ??? Is my couple name with Xiang Yi going to lose its right to have a name so soon?]

—— [Ahhhhhh it’s Little Nocturne! The main anchor of the music section of Starry Live! His piano-playing skills are very impressive!!!]

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Across the distant distance, Ling Ye stared at Xiang Yi for a few seconds while his long and curly eyelashes fluttered lightly like the wings of a butterfly.

Shi Sui whispered, “Do you know him?”

Xiang Yi shook her head and said, “I don’t.”

A voice with a suppressed northern accent sounded. “Hey, are you guys all here to receive us? You guys are too polite.”

Only then did the crowd notice that there was a smiling middle-aged man standing on the other side of the car door.

“!”

‘They actually invited the famous folk musician, Tian Zhi?!’

Tian Zhi had performed at the Lunar New Year Gala several times and could be said to be a household name. He was also famous for playing the Suona (Chinese double-reed horn) for a long time.

In the past two years, he had occasionally participated in variety shows.

As long as he was part of the program, there would definitely be humorous scenes.

However, it was surprising that people have been ignoring such a special existence for a long time.

The only reason was that Ling Ye’s face was way too eye-catching.

Tian Zhi was the guest for today’s episode. Shi Sui, Xiang Yi, and the other people came forward accordingly.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Tian Zhi introduced, “This is my little apprentice, Ling Ye.”

The netizens in front of the screen were all stunned.

This was the first time they had ever met a big shot like Tian Zhi, who rarely accepted apprentices.

When he does, he would only accept personal apprentices, like masters who pass on their legacies to their disciples in martial arts novels.

The crowd looked at Tian Zhi, who was clutching his stomach, and then at Ling Ye, who was pale and coughing incessantly. They slowly typed question marks.