Chapter 1607: Chapter 932: Top Beijing Circle Lineup, Big Shots Gather (Third Update)

Everyone’s attention was focused on the other cars.

Soon, a few more people got out one after another from the car at the back, all from the circle of Third Master Fu. They were always at the forefront of gossip, shiningly white, and also Qi Zeyan’s archenemy—Duan Linbai!

This master truly remains at the forefront of gossip year-round; wherever there’s excitement, there he is.

Occasionally, he even spills the beans on Weibo. His gossip is always authentic and juicy, sweeter than any other, with more followers on Weibo than a popular star.

Then someone stepped down, dressed in white shirt and black pants, with an elegant demeanor.

His aura was both rebellious and aloof, with innate grace and a striking appearance that brought a commanding presence.

"What the hell—what a day today is." Exclamations erupted outside.

"Even if I don’t get in today, it’s still a win. Even Sixth Master of Beijing came. What a divine lineup!"

"The top tier in the Beijing circle, it’s incredible!"

"Totally worth getting up early for. Even if I can’t get inside, seeing them outside is enough."

The Sixth Master they were talking about turned his head to glance at the person who stepped out of the car and greeted him courteously. The two exchanged pleasantries as they walked inside.

"Who’s the man beside Sixth Master?"

"You don’t recognize him here? It’s Yun Hezhi, the guy who’s been extremely popular in recent years. Boss Yun."

"I’ve seen his portrayal as a dan role in Beijing Opera, but never in casual wear. He looks even more beautiful than a woman."

"Not only that, his voice is extraordinary. He’s someone in the Beijing Opera circle." The person speaking gave a thumbs-up, clearly knowledgeable, "He held a personal concert not long ago. A regular ticket I bought last year cost over 500, and that was even snatched from someone else."

"A once-in-a-lifetime event indeed."

...

Third Master Fu’s party hadn’t even entered the venue when a few cars arrived from afar. Some keen-eyed reporters recognized the license plate.

"Fifth Master has arrived."

The people outside buzzed with excitement.

Would things heat up even before the exhibition starts?

After all, today was Tang Wan’s big day. Jiang Jinsang dressed up particularly refined, in a neat suit, without a tie, formal yet exuding a touch of laziness. He looked at a group of people in the distance, fingers calmly adjusting his cuffs.

Exquisite and meticulous!

Bathed in light, his eyebrows curved as if smiling, his lips showing a cold aloofness.

His appearance and features were refined to the utmost.

Joining him were Jiang Yanting and Jiang Shiyi, one exhibiting a stern aura, without a smile spoken, while the other possessed deep-set eyes appearing gentle and harmless.

Seen from this angle—

It truly was a top-tier lineup from the Beijing circle, all present.

Third Master Fu was born into a high-status family, acting superior from birth. Jiang Jinsang, though weak since childhood, had been well cared for over the years. Despite his pale complexion, with the appearance of a celestial being, he carried an air of—

Mysterious allure!

That’s probably why Beijing people often describe him as smart to the point of being otherworldly.

The people outside were eagerly awaiting something.

Hoping this group would have a battle at the Exhibition Center entrance. Instead, both groups took several steps forward.

"Third Master, welcome," Jiang Jinsang spoke courteously since strictly speaking...

This Third Master Fu was of the same generation as his father!

Luckily, the two families weren’t particularly close; otherwise, he’d have to call this man Uncle, feeling somewhat taken advantage of.

"Looking forward to the exhibition, congratulations," Third Master Fu replied courteously.

"Please, go ahead." Jiang Jinsang, half playing the host’s role.

The people outside thought there would be a grand spectacle, but...

A group of major figures walked in courteously, even chatting and laughing.

"My juicy gossip ran away, ah—" Someone started to fall apart, "Security guard uncle, please, let me in."

Even the security guards wanted to watch the show, but sadly, their job today was to stand guard outside.

The people inside were perplexed, unaware of the outside clamor, until the group entered, leading them to whisper, stunned by the lineup before their eyes, understanding why people outside cheered like mad.

**

The lineup made the police on edge from afar.

"Honestly, how did these people gather together?" The police were on high alert.

These people, in recent years, mostly married and family-centered, casually greeting each other at occasional events was commonplace. Suddenly gathering at one place increased police pressure significantly.

"The others are fine, but Third Master Fu might be here to crash the party. Lord Duan purely loves a spectacle, but why did Sixth Master come?"

"How would I know? Be grateful he didn’t drag along his family, bringing his wife."

"If they really get together, there’d be quite a show."

...

Listening to their discussion, the officer in charge interrupted them, "Stop chatting. Everyone stay alert today and be vigilant."

The groups entered the Exhibition Center, sat separately, clearly distinguished.

Faction and circle, visibly defined.

Clearly, these two groups weren’t privately acquainted, merely gathered for this exhibition.

"Today’s really lively." Qi Zeyan clicked his tongue, glancing sideways at a particular strikingly white man not far away, "No idea what he’s busy with every day, surfing online or gossiping everywhere. Doesn’t look like a serious businessman, but he’s fortunate enough to have twins, maybe fools thrive."

Jiang Chengsi chuckled, "You’re always fussing with those strands of hair or eyeing limited edition shoes, do you look like a proper businessman?"

"I think..."

"You two fit well together."

If it weren’t for the occasion, Qi Zeyan would have held him by the head and given him a beating.

Qi Zeyan caught a glimpse of nearby groups holding light signs and support banners, frowning slightly, "Are there supporters here, watching a concert or something?"

He squinted at the letters on the light signs and support banners, "Yu Zhen? Do you know her?"

Jiang Chengsi responded noncommittally. He vaguely remembered her.

Couldn’t recall the name, his memory of her face blurry, except for her obstructive behavior blocking his wife, which he remembered clearly. She was a...

Someone who doesn’t understand the situation, lacking insight.

Tang Wan clearly didn’t want her to come over then. How did she end up inviting her as the host, this underhanded move might not be well-intended.

**

At backstage, Tang Wan and the Exhibition Center’s head were making final arrangements. Glancing at Yu Zhen’s group approaching, Tang Wan smiled at her.

"Teacher Tang, sorry for being late." Yu Zhen spent too much time on her attire, hoping to make a standout presence at such a spotlighted occasion, grabbing more attention for herself.

She heard about those who arrived one after another in the dressing room, feeling both tense and excited, palms slightly sweaty.

"Not late." Tang Wan blandly observed her, "You look gorgeous today."

"Thank you." Yu Zhen noticed Tang Wan’s attire and was somewhat surprised.

Tang Wan was the main character today, but she dressed so simply, just slightly more formal than usual, wearing light makeup. By comparison, Yu Zhen was overly elaborate...

Too elaborate as if overshadowing the host!

She hadn’t expected Tang Wan to dress so plainly. Now, changing clothes or makeup wasn’t feasible, couldn’t care too much now. As long as she could show her face to that group, leaving an impression was enough.

"Miss Yu, here’s the microphone," the head handed her the mic, "Tested and ready, you can try it out."

"Thank you." Yu Zhen gripped the mic, palms sweating under tension, body tight.

This was probably the largest scene she’d ever encountered; award ceremonies attended by stars couldn’t compare to this.

"Don’t be nervous. Just follow the agreed schedule and proceed with the event," Tang Wan smiled comforting her, "I’ll be on stage too. If there’s anything, I’ll help you."

"Thank you, Teacher Tang."

Tang Wan noticed her fingers trembling slightly grasping the microphone.

Perhaps due to nerves, maybe excitement.

Outside quickly grew silent, Yu Zhen’s team urged the makeup artist to retouch her makeup, offering her water to soothe her throat, astonishing the Exhibition Center’s head.

He glanced sideways at Tang Wan.

Having interacted with Tang Wan for some time now, bearing the title of the Jiang Family’s young wife, any kind of grandeur wasn’t inappropriate, yet she was notably low-key, handling everything herself, even busy enough to have had box lunches with them.

Unlike the person before him who required servitude even for drinking water.

Couldn’t help but think, maybe those who lack skill or resources tend to be extravagantly picky.

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