Back then, this girl had been adorably foolish.
Yet now she had come here and become the fourth host of "Music."
All the male viewers began wearing lecherous smiles. If they had guessed correctly, Jiang the Richest Man definitely had ulterior motives!
"Silken pipes and bamboo flutes fill Jincheng day by day, half carried by the river breeze, half drifting into the clouds. Such music could only exist in heaven; how many times can it be heard in the mortal world?"
"Hello, everyone. I'm Wang Xiaoyu, the host of this episode. You're watching the live broadcast of 'Music.'"
"China's strongest music variety show—bar none. I imagine that if Mr. Du Fu could come here, he would surely be intoxicated by the melodies as well."
Her few sentences were delivered with clear diction, an appropriate pace, and a pleasant, melodious voice.
The viewers' opinions of her changed instantly.
They had assumed that Jiang Siming had taken a fancy to her and pulled strings to give her a chance to show her face and gain popularity. But now, it seemed they had been mistaken.
Wang Xiaoyu had dispelled those doubts right from the start. Whether it was her appearance or her hosting ability, she had not a single flaw.
Even though it was her first time onstage, she showed no trace of nervousness. A smile rested on her face, making people feel as if they were basking in a spring breeze.
Of course, everyone knew that this pretty young girl did have one flaw: she was face-blind. Haha.
Wang Xiaoyu went on to explain the show's rules. After saying a few more words, she announced today's first new guest and then walked offstage.
Quite a few lecherous viewers were actually reluctant to see her leave. It was their first time realizing that