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Chapter 149 Do You Think That Person Looks Like Mo Xi?

Chapter 149 Do You Think That Person Looks Like Mo Xi?
Mo Xi felt a little uncomfortable being watched by him, raised his hand to his lips, and coughed lightly, "You can go together."

"Quan Feng prepares the car." Quan Hao frowned and said, then raised his foot and walked towards the clothes hanger beside him.

Quan Feng heard what his boss said, and went out in response.

At this time, the people in the hall also reacted, and many of them wiped their faces.

Quan Hao went over to help her put on her clothes and went out.

Quan Feng had already driven the car to the door.

After the two got into the car, Mo Xi gave the address, and Quan Feng immediately started the car.

Quan Dian looked at the car driving away and sighed. He also wanted to follow, but he had to go back and decipher Bob's message.

Dina also looked at the car driving away, and frowned slightly, "Mr. Quan Dian, who was that woman just now?"

"Miss Mo." Quan Dian and Dina only met today, she is not one of them, so naturally they won't say much to her.

Moreover, he was also the first to meet Mo Xi, and he listened to Quan Yu's other things. To be honest, he didn't know what to say if you told him.

Dina smiled when she heard those three words, and didn't ask any more questions.

***
The Philharmonic Hall in the Central District of M State.

A car slowly stopped at the door.

Mo Xi and Quan Hao walked out of the car.

Zhou Xian's assistant was already waiting at the door, and immediately greeted her when she saw her: "Miss Mo, Miss Zhou is already waiting in the lounge, please follow me."

Mo Xi nodded to her, and walked in with Quan Hao.

Several people went backstage together.

As the judge of the competition, Zhou Xian has her own lounge.

When she arrived, the makeup artist was touching up her makeup.

When she heard the sound of the door opening, she immediately turned her head and looked over. Seeing the person coming, she was stunned for a second, "Young Master Quan?"

Zhou Xian, the wife of Ling Yikang's elder brother Ling Yicheng, is now the mistress of the Ling family in Beijing, and also the vice president of the Beijing Piano Association, so she naturally knows Quan Hao.

Naturally, Quan Hao also knew her. He glanced at Mo Xi before nodding politely to her.

After all, she is someone who has seen the world, Zhou Xian quickly realized it, she turned her head to look at Mo Xi, and asked, "Do you want to change your clothes and put on some makeup?"

"No need," Mo Xi shook her head. There was heating in the Philharmonic Hall, and it was turned on quite high. She took off the down jacket, and she was wearing a long-sleeved white shirt and black loose trousers, quite formal .

Zhou Xian didn't say much. At this time, the make-up artist had already fixed her makeup. She stood up and glanced at the two of them: "Then let's go there now, we'll start in a few minutes."

Mo Xi nodded and glanced at Quan Hao, as if asking if you want to go there together?
Quan Hao took the coat from her, and took her hand calmly.

Mo Xi was stunned for a moment, then glanced at the hand he was holding, but did not resist.

Zhou Xian looked at the two from behind, raised her eyebrows, said nothing, and they went out together.

Before they had gone a few steps, the door of the next room opened.

Two people came out.

"Mom, do you think that person looks like Mo Xi?" Mo Hantian asked, frowning as he looked at the backs of the people in front of them.

Feng Qing also looked over, she really looked alike, but she didn't believe that Mo Xi could come here: "It's just that the back looks alike, you don't even look at where this is, how could she come here."

Mo Han nodded sweetly, yes, how could she have come into contact with this level of competition.

"Let's find the judge teacher your brother mentioned first." Feng Qing quickly withdrew her gaze.

Mo Hantian also looked away, and nodded: "You said he is not in the lounge, where can he go?"

Feng Qing looked at the time, "The game is about to start now, he might go in, let's go too."

***
When Mo Xi and the others arrived, several judges and teachers had already arrived.

She followed Zhou Xian and greeted those people politely.

Everyone loves music and the piano, and they really like people like Mo Xi. In addition, because of her mother, Yu Yixuan, younger people regard her as their daughter, and some old artists regard her as their granddaughter. Treat it the same way.

A few people chatted very happily.

Standing behind her, Quan Hao glanced at the group of people lightly, and then kept looking at her.

Without talking a few words, the staff let them take their seats.

Mo Xi is not a judge, so his position is naturally different from theirs.

Zhou Xian knew that she didn't like being watched very much, so she arranged a small corner for her.

She and Quan Hao walked over and sat down together.

At this time, Mo Hantian and Feng Qing also came in.

Mo Xi saw them squinting their eyes.

However, her location was not obvious, and they did not see her.

And as soon as they came in, they walked towards the judges' position without looking at others.

"Mr. Shang, hello, I'm Mo Hantian, Mo Yangong's younger sister." Mo Hantian put on what he thought was the prettiest smile, looked at Old Shang, and said very respectfully and politely.

Old Shang glanced at her and frowned slightly, "Aren't the contestants all preparing backstage now? Why are you here?"

The smile on Mo Hantian's face froze. She had heard from Mo Yangong that this person was not easy to contact.

But no matter what, it was an international competition, and she was the only one in Huaguo to participate this year. As the president of the Piano Association in the imperial capital of Huaguo, he should take care of her no matter what.

She pursed her lower lip and continued to smile: "Come over here to check the environment first, so as not to be nervous later."

No matter how old Shang has lived for decades, why can't he see her thoughts.

It's just that her calculation was wrong. With him, everything speaks of strength.

He ignored Mo Hantian and went directly to his seat and sat down.

Mo Han's sweet face turned red, she pulled Feng Qing and walked out.

Mo Xi narrowed her eyes and looked at the two who were leaving quickly, and licked the corners of her mouth. It seemed that they were doing well in the capital.

Soon the host came on stage.

He first greeted everyone, and then began to introduce the on-site judging.

By the time the first contestant came on stage, it was already 10 minutes later.

It was only when he saw him sitting down by the piano that Mo Xi put down the phone in his hand and set his sights on the stage.

After listening to him playing for more than ten seconds, Mo Xi lost interest, picked up the phone again, and clicked on WeChat.

It just so happened that Ling Aoxun sent her a message, which roughly said that he had already arranged everything in Licheng, and that he had checked all the family background of the Han family, and asked when she would come back.

She calculated the time, and it will take at least a month before she can go back. One is that she has to observe Mo Yu for a while, and the other is that Bai Yichen's training is not over yet.

Then he replied: [One month later. 】

After she exited the chatting interface with Ling Aoxun, she clicked on the group that Ling Aoxun and the others created not long ago, and unhurriedly flipped through their chat records last night.

(End of this chapter)

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