So she's from the National Studies Association Folk Music Department, and also a disciple of Master Pei Hong.
No wonder she knows her.
Master Pei Hong wants to bring her into the Folk Music Department, so as a disciple of his, it's normal for Long Xuanye to know her.
Xia Weibao blushed slightly and sweated, she thought it was a fan, so embarrassing.
She turned her head and met the gaze of Long Xuanye, who didn't have time to look away.
Xia Weibao's face turned pale, and her heart suddenly ached.
Suddenly shocked, what's going on, what was that sudden heartache just now.
And what was Long Xuanye's look just now, Xia Weibao recalled the gaze but found she couldn't remember anything.
And Long Xuanye just smiled at her, still maintaining a comforting demeanor, nothing unusual.
He nodded at her and then turned and left.
"What's wrong?"
Seeing her suddenly stop walking, Fang Lilin was a little puzzled.
"Nothing." Xia Weibao withdrew her gaze, but was somewhat absent-minded.
