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Chapter 9 Ghosts Bewitched

No matter how beautiful the spring breeze is, it cannot match your smile. People who have never seen you will not understand it.

You are my obsession, only I know.

After that date, Lin Wangyuan and Han Juan seemed to have never happened, and their confessions to the wine door were not mentioned at all. However, their relationship gradually changed, and their emotions were heating up rapidly. Of course, the frequency of meeting was getting higher and higher.

Everything is still done privately, at least in Lin Wangyuan's eyes, and still wants to carry Wen Buhui on his back.

On this day, the wine gate was still the familiar booth. Lin Wangyuan and Han Juan sat there comfortably, holding cocktails in their hands. The two were talking and laughing at the moment when they were commenting on the singers on the stage. In fact, although they were young, they were indeed qualified.

The road of music is never judged by age, and talented people will always shine so brightly.

"This guitarist actually knows the fingering method, the right hand technique that has been passed down for a long time, but it always sounds like a distortion illusion!" Han Juan frowned and asked in confusion, "This original acoustic gui is good. I have checked the changer, the position of the bridge and the string height are not a problem. Logically speaking, this should not happen!"

"Well, the other parts are fine, the accent part is pretty good, but the chords are not good. The distortion is because of the dissonance in it. The problem is not the guitar, but the playing method itself!"

"Selection method? This is impossible. How could a technique that has been passed down for a long time go wrong?"

"His fingering method is very pure and should have been guided by famous teachers. The problem is not this technique, but during the performance, he puts the cart before the horse and completely pursues this technique, but forgets the essence of the guitarist!" Lin Wangyuan shook his head and smiled bitterly, "If the fingering method is combined with the basic dot string playing method and the vibrato playing method, the effect should be even more shocking!"

As he said that, he walked onto the stage, muttered a few words to the guitarist, then took over the guitar and started to tinker with it slowly.

In fact, when she stepped into the wine gate for the second time, Lin Wangyuan learned something. The reason why Han Juan was familiar with this place was because for a long time, she had been hired by the wine gate boss and served as a music consultant, and was generally responsible for handling some sudden problems in performing arts.

She is a professional, and has always won many awards. She has a unique insight into music, has a great image, and has the influence that the wine door boss values. For Han Juan, she has been obsessed with music since she was a child and will not easily let go of any opportunity to improve herself. The wine door can just provide her with such a platform.

This is why, from beginning to end, she was so obsessed with Lin Wangyuan. Rather than being obsessed with this person, she was obsessed with his musical talent.

The string sounded, and there was silence around him. The original guitarist looked at Lin Wangyuan with shock, while Han Juan's full of appreciation and fanatical pupils stared at him. This was the boy she was passionate about. Even though he was not a professional at all, his talent in music and his understanding of music theory were far higher than theirs.

......

Lin Wangyuan did not notice a certain corner of the wine gate. Another pair of crystal clear eyes were staring at Lin Wangyuan on the stage, but no one noticed it.

"Are you really not going to say hello to him?"

A pleasant male voice came, and the person who spoke was a handsome boy in a white shirt. It was just because the light was dim and the light was dark, so he did not become the focus of everyone's attention. If Lin Wangyuan saw it, he would definitely recognize that this person was Gong Yuhan, who wanted to chat with Wen Buhui's boy on the first day of school.

The source of his eyes was a girl with exquisite appearance, and the girl's realization remained on Lin Wangyuan from beginning to end.

"No, the fingering method, dot string method, and vibrato method, combined with the three, will cause audio reflections, and the weak part will still be excessively distorted!" Wen Buhui frowned and looked at Lin Wangyuan fiddling with the guitar, but he was as unheard as Gong Yuhan's words.

"Are you talking about his performance?" Gong Yuhan was shocked. This was the first time he saw Wen Buhui so seriously and focused.

No one answered his question. Wen Buhui still looked at Lin Wangyuan with his eyes fixed on his eyes. The string sound in his ears became more and more intense, and her brow frowned even harder. But it only lasted for half a minute, and soon, the entire eyebrows were completely relaxed, as if she had a sigh of relief in an instant.

"Fuzzbox, it's really amazing. I actually thought of using this pedal to dilute distortion!"

She smiled, smiling from the bottom of her heart. It was the first time she had shown such a comfortable smile when she sat in the wine door for so long. Others may not understand Lin Wangyuan's technique, but she knew it clearly. Although she felt a bit opportunistic, it could indeed solve the problems she was worried about.

Lin Wangyuan is indeed a music genius, and Wen Buhui's musical talent can also be seen. You must know that Lin Wangyuan was taught by her.

However, at this time, everyone was shocked by Lin Wangyuan's performance, and no one would pay attention to this corner. Even Gong Yuhan, who was beside Wen Buhui, did not pay attention to this small matter. The point he was paying attention to was that sensational smile, which gave him a sense of comfort like the spring breeze.

After a long time, he could only murmur in distractingly, "You smile so beautifully. To be honest, I envy him very much, envy this boy who can completely have your smile!"

"Let's go..." Wen Buhui did not answer his words, but continued to smile and said with a sweet smile.

"Ah? Are you leaving now? But when you ask me to come over, aren't you just want to find him? Isn't it a waste of time to leave like this? If you want to wait, I can wait with you!"

"Is this necessary?" Wen Buhui shook his head and said lightly, "He and I are just friends. Whether we are dating or hooking up with other girls, what does this have to do with me? As my identity, what qualifications do you have to point fingers at his life?"

Gong Yuhan's body shook, and his heart ached for no reason. Why didn't he feel this way?

Since the beginning of meeting today, perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, he has the opportunity to date Wen Buhui, but in fact his existence is similar to a spare tire. It can even be said that even a spare tire is not considered a spare tire. Perhaps Wen Buhui just treated him as a friend at the beginning. The so-called spare tire is just a beautiful vision in his heart.

Although Wen Buhui does not have the right identity to comment on Lin Wangyuan and other girls, what about him? A friend who is not even a spare tire is qualified to point fingers at the two childhood sweethearts?

"Let's go and accompany me out for a walk. Perhaps, in this huge city, I only have you as a friend!"

Gong Yuhan followed Wen Buhui, and the two left the wine door one after another, without attracting anyone's attention. As for what the last sentence meant, Wen Buhui did not explain it, and he did not ask, just hope that time could stay at this moment forever.

At least at this moment, the smile that was enough to make people obsessed with and bewitched was completely his.

Even though there was another boy behind his smile, he didn't care about the figure of another boy in his warm eyes. Only he knew how much he liked Wen Wuxuan. Even if this girl didn't love him, he was willing to like him without hesitation.
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