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Chu Ziyu didn't look concerned at all. Instead, he turned to the life-size bronze mirror on the other side and looked at himself in it.

Chu Ziyu stood in front of the bronze mirror, his figure was slender, like a jade tree in the wind. He was wearing a fiery red dress, which made his skin as white as snow, adding a bit of gorgeousness. His face had clear lines, as if it was cut by a knife, but it was still soft and beautiful. His narrow and long phoenix eyes were slightly raised, and his eyes were flowing, revealing endless charm. Under the high nose bridge, his thin lips were slightly pursed, as if he was smiling, making people want to kiss him.

He gently raised his hand, inserted a silver hairpin with auspicious clouds in it into his hair, and then looked left and right in the mirror.

Due to the popularity of Chu Ziyu's portrait, the courtesan performance originally scheduled for tomorrow has been moved to tonight.

After being informed by the servant, Chu Ziyu did not show any surprise, but just replied lightly, "I know."

The Qunfang Building was bustling with people. On ordinary days, people would gather in groups of three or five to chat and laugh, or drink alone in a corner, or flirt and play with the women in the building. The air was filled with various aromas, including the aroma of wine, powder and food, intertwined together, forming an atmosphere of decadence and extravagance.

Today, a huge wooden stage was placed in the center of the Qunfang Building. Below it were open seats in the hall. There were private rooms on the 2nd, 3rd, and 4th floors of the Qunfang Building. At this time, the area around the stage was full of people, and even the private rooms were full. They all came to see Chu Ziyu's performance.

At this time, the stage was filled with singing and dancing performances arranged by the brothel owner, Mother Cheng, to warm up the place.

Seeing that it was already the evening of the night, the audience in the audience was getting impatient. Xu Shao, who often came to Qunfanglou, stood up and said, "Mother Cheng, when will the show start? Everyone has been waiting for so long, let me see the beauty of the courtesan, how beautiful she is?"

Mother Cheng twisted her waist and walked onto the stage. She flicked her handkerchief and said in a tender voice, "Don't worry, I'm coming!" Before she finished speaking, a melodious flute sounded. Everyone's eyes turned to the stage. A man in a red gauze dress slowly walked onto the stage. He was dressed in red, dazzling like a flame.

The sleeves and hem of the red dress were embroidered with exquisite patterns, with gold and silver threads interwoven together, sparkling with dazzling light. The collar and cuffs were inlaid with gems, like stars. He wore a golden-red belt around his waist, inlaid with various gems and pearls, which made him look particularly luxurious.

His hair fell on his shoulders like a waterfall, gently tied up with a red ribbon and a auspicious cloud hairpin, which added a bit of heroic spirit.

Chu Ziyu held the golden nanmu nine-dragon zither in his arms, with a veil on his face, revealing only a pair of eyes. His eyes revealed a mysterious and charming aura that made people fall for him involuntarily.

As he stood in the center of the stage, everyone's eyes were focused on him, his hands already on the strings.

"6872, something suddenly happened..."

Although Chu Ziyu was anxious in his heart, he did not show it on his face. He remained calm and straightened his clothes.

"Boss, what do you think?" 6872 had already thought about whether the small world was about to collapse, whether the protagonist was already dead, or whether the two fragments of Lin Shangshen had completely started fighting. He went over all the bad things in his mind.

“I can’t play it.”

"Ah!!!" After hearing Chu Ziyu's words, 6872 had black lines on his forehead.

"What? Is there a problem? You should know that helping the host complete the task is the basic responsibility of your system..." Chu Ziyu began his PUA method.

"No problem, just leave this small matter to 6872. I guarantee it will be completed perfectly."

The melodious sound of the piano flowed from Chu Ziyu's fingertips. Chu Ziyu's fingers danced on the strings, and the music flowed out like a gurgling stream, lingering in the entire space. Everyone was already immersed in it.

When the song was over, Chu Ziyu bowed slightly as a greeting to everyone.

Then, he gently lifted his veil, revealing a face as white as jade, with exquisite features, eyebrows as black as distant ink, eyes as bright as stars, a straight nose, and lips as red as cherries. The people present immediately burst into exclamations, and some even threw the banknotes in their arms onto the stage.

However, in the two adjacent private rooms on the second floor, there were two indifferent men sitting there. They looked at Chu Ziyu on the stage, their eyes revealing complicated emotions.