「Yangcheng, Heart of the Sea Music Hall.」
Winter had already arrived, but Yangcheng still didn't feel particularly cold. The streets were filled with young women in skirts, flaunting their youthful vitality.
'So, the four seasons were based on the climate of the Central Plains. They really have nothing to do with Lingnan at all.'
Dressed in casual clothes, Gu Zhao strolled leisurely into the music hall and took a seat near the front of the middle section. 'Hmm, looks like her status in the troupe has really improved. Even the internal tickets are for great seats now.'
Gu Zhao glanced around and saw a familiar elderly man in the seat beside him—the very same person who had sat next to him during his first concert here.
Gu Zhao recognized the old man, and the old man seemed to recall Gu Zhao as well. He nodded and said, "You like traditional music too, young man?"
"I do," Gu Zhao replied.
