Chapter 162 The Man with the Golden Mask



Number five was clumsy and timid, which was exactly what the group of masked men in the audience hated, so they all expressed their dissatisfaction.

The audience erupted into chaos, with voices of discontent rising and falling.

This wasn't the first or second time Hong Ji had faced this situation, and she remained remarkably calm.

Dear leaders, please calm down. I know this is very disappointing for you all, and you all know what kind of punishment is given to trainees who make mistakes.

Number 5 violated school rules and will be punished immediately, now in effect.

At Hong Ji's command, several teaching assistants came over and placed a bench in front of them. One of the assistants pulled down Number Five's pants, and the five assistants lifted her up in a spread-eagle position and spun her around. Number Five was extremely embarrassed and helpless.

The masked men in the audience stared intently at him.

Those teaching assistants were very clever; they positioned themselves with their heads facing the stage and their legs facing the audience, ensuring the masked men could see them clearly. This pleased the masked men greatly, and each of them wore a lewd smile.

This scene made Li Mu frown.

Meanwhile, on the top floor of the women's college, a person leaned back in a luxurious executive chair, watching the event.

The man wore a gold mask and a black and gray custom-made sportswear outfit, which made him appear even taller and more slender.

At first, this person was just looking to relieve boredom, and was lazy and nonchalant.

When he saw Yan Nuonuo, he subconsciously sat up a little straighter, and when he saw Li Mu, he stood up immediately.

The mouse clicked and the screen froze on Li Mu and Yan Nuonuo, their eyes fixed on Li Mu.

After a moment of contemplation, he decisively pressed the call button beside him.

Pushing open the door, I stood about five meters away from the person, who was very respectful and humble.

Fourth Master, you were looking for me.

Okay, tell Hong Ji to leave these two people with me.

The man took a few steps forward, glanced at the view, and then returned to his original position.

clear.

Go down.

yes.

After that person left, the man in the golden mask stared intently at Li Mu, a hint of tenderness in his eyes.

Following the fifth student, several more students were subjected to various forms of nitpicking by the masked men. After this barrage of punishments, the masked men in the audience all wore satisfied smiles.

The people who come here are all officials or military officers from various places, and more or less all have some abnormal hobbies.

The big screen scrolled again, this time showing number 109.

That's right, it's number 109, which is Li Mu.

When Hong Ji called out number 109, Li Mu was not surprised, because she never thought she would get a bye.

Li Mu walked onto the stage and bowed to the audience.

Dear leaders, I am number 109 and I am skilled in dancing.

Li Mu inquired.

We don't want to watch dancing.

Yes, we want to hear the musical instruments being played.

Okay, sure, is the piano okay?

Guzheng (Chinese zither).

Yes, the guzheng.

Li Mu wasn't surprised to hear that it was you who didn't want to watch the dance. She had deliberately said she wanted to dance. After so many rounds, Li Mu had long figured out what these people were thinking. They were doing it on purpose, their goal was to see the punishment.

Someone in the audience started ordering food, and others followed suit.

Guzheng, we want to listen to the guzheng.

Hong Ji was also pleased to see the lively atmosphere. Moreover, she had deliberately manipulated the screen to show Li Mu's image, just to liven up the atmosphere, and the effect was obvious.

The guzheng, a plucked string instrument, also known as the Han zheng or Qin zheng, is an ancient national musical instrument of the Han people and is popular throughout China.

After thousands of years of development, it has mainly formed four major schools: Ke Zheng, Chao Zheng, Shan Zheng, and Nan Zheng.

It is often used for solo performances, ensembles, instrumental ensembles, and accompaniment for songs, dances, operas, and folk arts.

Known as the "King of Music" and the "Oriental Piano" for its wide range, beautiful tone, rich playing techniques, and strong expressiveness, it is one of China's unique and important national musical instruments.

Soon the guzheng was brought out. There were no stools, so it was obvious that they would have to kneel to play.

To avoid any further complications, Li Mu had no choice but to obediently roll down.

I gently stroked the guzheng with my fingers and tested the notes; they were quite accurate, which was good.

Li Mu took a deep breath and began to play.

Her fingering was skillful, and the melody was melodious and plaintive, as if telling a touching story.

Everyone present was immersed in the beautiful music, and the gazes of those behind their masks became even more intense.

After the music ended, there was complete silence, and I was deeply immersed in the music. After a long while, the first person's applause rang out, followed by enthusiastic applause from the entire audience.

However, at that moment, a deep voice rang out.

May I play another piece, "Ode to the Northern Wilderness"?

Li Mu was shocked. The words "Hong Bei Fu" made her face turn pale instantly, followed by a splitting headache.

Despite her head throbbing as if it might explode, she nodded and touched the strings again...

Just as everyone was once again immersed in the melodious music.

However, Li Mu felt a wave of dizziness, the strings broke, and Li Mu accidentally knocked the guzheng to the ground.

A loud "bang!" shattered the silence, leaving everyone stunned.

Li Mu's vision went black, and he fainted on the stage.

Yan Nuonuo rushed to Li Mu's side without hesitation, her lovely smiling face full of anxiety.

The conference room door was pushed open and two masked men walked in. Without saying a word, they picked up the unconscious Li Mu and the worried Yan Nuonuo and left.

The masked men present were dumbfounded, and so was Hong Ji. However, she knew that the event had to continue, so she couldn't panic and continued to host.

Yan Nuonuo struggled desperately as she was carried away, but it was all in vain.

Perhaps annoyed by the torment, the man put Yan Nuonuo down and knocked her unconscious with a karate chop.

The two unconscious individuals were taken out of the teaching building and brought to the college gate.

A van was already parked outside the school.

Two masked men put them down, and one of them got out of the van wearing sunglasses and a black mask and carrying a bundle of rope.

It's obvious that this was to kidnap Li Mu and Yan Nuonuo.

I said, what's going on with these two? Did the boss just let them go like that?

Old Bai, let me remind you, don't ask questions you shouldn't ask.

Oh, right, the boss said that neither of them can be touched.

Remember, don't touch it. You know what the boss does.

Old Bai, who was usually carefree and nonchalant, was instantly jolted by these words.

Oh, Orange Bro, I understand. I won't touch it, absolutely not, okay?

"What a pity," she muttered softly at the end.

Stop talking nonsense and hurry up and tie it up.

Alright.

Yes, they were tied up, but the way they were tied up was very improper.

Cough cough, holy crap, Lao Bai, your technique is so skilled now?

The man called "Orange Bro" offered a very sincere compliment.

Hehe, don't you know our college?

Alright, I'm leaving now.

Li Mu and Yan Nuonuo were carried into the van.

He's gone, San'er.

With a shout from Lao Bai, the man called San'er stepped on the gas.

Inside the car.

San'er, hurry up and drive! The boss gave the order to throw it far away.

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