The group pet is three and a half years old: don't delay my mother's exam to Tsinghua Univ

Chapter 917 Ming Sichen’s Curse (2)

Nilu is very interested in "Gu Mingfei" and wants to meet this musical genius.

But from Jin Dou's mouth, he learned that "Brother Gu" was sick and had a fever, and was still lying upstairs.

Nilu showed regret: "The temperature suddenly dropped today, so it is easy to get sick."

"By the way, Sister Nilu, you are a member of the band, and I would like to ask you to tell Ms. S something." Jin Dou's expression suddenly became serious, and he told the whole story about someone trying to murder Ms. S.

Nilu was very surprised, and the spoon in her hand fell into the coffee cup in fright: "Really? Little brother, you must not be joking."

Jin Dou shook his head and emphasized again: "I swear, I'm not joking! I, I went to the concert hall today, passed by the toilet, and overheard what was said inside. Someone really wanted to murder Ms. S! It's a pity that I was in a hurry, I didn’t see the true face of the perpetrator.”

Nilu's eyes were serious, and she nodded seriously: "Okay, I will remind Ms. S."

With the increasing fame of Ms. S, the security of the concert is the top priority every year.

This year's concert held in the imperial capital of the Yinlun Kingdom, even the royal family sent out guards to ensure the smooth progress of the concert.

"Sister Nilu, can you reveal Ms. S's appearance? I'm very curious about her appearance." Jin Dou rubbed her paws expectantly. There were countless speculations about Ms. S's true appearance.

Some people say she is a gray-haired old lady.

Some people say that she is a young girl in her early twenties.

Some people even said that she is a master of women's clothing.

Various speculations emerge in endlessly, almost becoming a mystery in the music industry.

Nilu smiled, resting her chin gracefully, and lightly touching her snow-white face with her red-painted nails: "Little Jindou, to tell you the truth, my sister doesn't know what Ms. S looks like, who is she? Where does she come from?" ? How old is she? Our band members don't even know."

The golden beans were unbelievable.

Even the members of the orchestra don't know the true face of Ms. S, so mysterious?
Nilu shrugged and said helplessly: "Every time Ms. S meets us, she will wear something that conceals her true face, such as a mask or a wig. I have known Ms. S for 10 years, and it was only in the last few years that I saw her appear. In the past, they were commanded from afar.”

Even in the S Orchestra, none of the members has seen Ms. S's real face.

In the early years, Ms. S only used electronic equipment to instruct the members of the orchestra on their performance skills and check their performance.

She has always been mysterious, and until recent years, she only occasionally appeared in the orchestra.

"I want to know Ms. S's true face more than anyone else, but unfortunately, she is too mysterious." Nilu shrugged, her tone extremely regretful.

She checked the time on her watch and stood up gracefully, "It's getting late, I have to go back to the concert hall to rehearse. I will take your words to Ms. S, goodbye."

Jin Dou reluctantly said, "Goodbye."

Before Nilu left, her gaze fell on Fu Jingan who was next to her.Nilu and Jindou had a hearty chat, while Fu Jingan didn't speak from the beginning to the end, and kept looking at his mobile phone.

It's like having a treasure in your phone.

Nilu finds it interesting. She is extra confident in her appearance and figure, and she can attract men's attention wherever she goes.This young master of the Fu family is quite special.

No wonder the master repeatedly reminded him to be careful of Fu Jingan.

At night, the seaside manor of Yinlun Kingdom.

Under the leadership of the bodyguards, Nilu sneaked into the manor in a low-key and cautious manner.She was brought into the dimly lit hall, the night was gloomy and oppressive inside the house, the hall was very dark, the firewood in the fireplace was burning vigorously, and the fire was the only light source in the hall.

A man in a black nightgown was sitting by the fireplace, the flickering flames illuminated his profile, like a devil walking out of hell.

(End of this chapter)