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Chapter 1420
Chris loves music, a hobby few people know he has.
Once upon a twhen training, tired and tired, he likes to listen to a variety of soothing piano music, violin music, but also like
the symphony.
Of course, what | like most is the sound of the violin.
So, when Karl mentioned the famous violinist Luke, Nina's real father.
In fact, he knew the violinist and had heard a lot of Luke's repertoire.
Although Luke is now almost retired, he was still famous when he was young.
When the plaza was filled with the melodious violin music.
He couldn't help but stop and listen.
Professional level.
Perfect tone.
Talented performer.
It instantly attracted him.
Listening to the ethereal and quiet violin music, it is as if the soul can be purified.
This is a violinist who can listen to the will of God. When he thought of the divine, his mind, the image of Nina cto his mind.
When she left, she took the violin with her, could it be her?
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He walked over in the direction of the crowd.
The song is over.
As he approached, he heard people talking.
"It's so beautiful, it's the best violin piece I've ever heard."
"I don't understand it, but it just sounds good."
"I've heard a few concerts and it's definitely at a professional level."
"I never thought there would be such a great violin teacher in the suburbs. If it weren't so far away, | would really want to send my
kids there to study. Actually, you can send them there if you want, I'll think about it. Or ask if they are planning to open a branch in
the Capital."
"The teacher is good. It's a pity she's blind. Look at the blindfold when she was playing just now. | guess she can't see."
"What does that matter, real artists, they all have flaws. Bad eyes and not handicapped hands."
"No wonder, maybe it's because of the defect that she teaches in the middle of nowhere."
"Never mind, look, the next show is starting."
Chris was going to look at the front desk when he heard them talking about the violinist who had just been blinded and played the
violin blindfolded.
He retraced his steps. Glancing from a distance, it was as if he saw a black shadow darting away from the stage.
He was stunned for a moment.
Suddenly | felt silly.
What the hell is going on, look at all the people that look like Nina , he is afraid that the devil is crazy.
He tossed his head, obviously just now they discussed, playing the violin, the person is blind, and Nina not half related. Why did he
feel that the figure that left in a hurry looked a bit like that?
Forget it. He turned to leave.
The sea of people is so vast, how can you meet her in a random place without expectation.
He was the one who overthought it.
Growing irritated, he walked to the car he had driven, started it, and returned to the secret base.
After Nina stepped down.
Miss Scott cover, "Wow, I've never heard you play such a complicated piece before, but you're a genius. A famous teacher
makes a good pupil, which master did you study under before."
Nina had already removed the blindfold and felt better after her experience on stage.
In fact, she always liked the violin.
When | was young, | was always envious of other people playing.
However, her family wouldnot allow her to learn the violin, and Senator Hughes would get furious every tthis was mentioned.
When her mother was alive, she secretly made her learn the basics.
Then Mom passed away.
She secretly bought herself a violin and kept it hidden in her closet.
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Whenever no one was home, she would only take it out to practice. Without a teacher, she learned by herself listening to music.
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