This is a living show-off.

The same is true for violins.

The moment when Su Mu put the bow on the strings.

The auditorium was in the middle of the eyes, and everyone seemed to have a flash of sight.

Murphy's face suddenly changed drastically.

hiss!

He is closest to.

With the same track, I am definitely at the peak of this world.

But why...!

Su Mu is almost the same as Murphy in terms of pitch and rhythm.

Because ordinary people can't hear the subtle differences.

It has nothing to do with hearing.

This means that the ears are deceived.

But in terms of tone, Murphy wanted to die in seconds.

What do you need most for tone?

Stablize.

Only when the bow and strings are rubbed together will it make a sound.

Murphy suddenly had cold sweat on his back.

Those who don’t understand the violin can’t hear that feeling.

But how could he not hear it?

Similarly, in the auditorium, the professors of the music department of Dongyang University and the genius students of the exchange group all opened their mouths in horror, and they could not close them at all.

That feeling really can't be expressed.

It's like...!

Murphy's performance is equivalent to the green train everyone takes.

Clang, tremble when nothing happens.

But everyone was riding on Su Mu's performance...high-speed rail.

Stable and smooth, all the way to the end.

The tone is as stable as a rock, so the pitch completely reaches another supreme enjoyment.

It makes people involuntarily substitute it into it.

It's equivalent to watching a movie.

All can shoot sensationalism.

Your sensationality is the roaring hysterical roar, and you can't wait to see the night dinner you ate the night before.

And the sensationality of others is the last Jack of Titanic to say goodbye peacefully, and the sadness of the old dog eight kilometers waiting quietly.

this.

It's the gap.

In the entire auditorium.

The temperature at the scene is like someone who has turned on to quickly refrigerate.

Fortunately, the others who know music all blew up the cool breeze on their backs and felt a terrified chill in their hearts.

Master Cole couldn't help but tremble all over.

He looked at Su Mu's eyes, stared wide, and slowly stood up from his position.

Su Mu had obviously devoted himself to it, closed his eyes and played with emotion.

In fact, the grandson's body was taken over by Fatty.

If you want to pretend, just pretend to be bigger.

Fatty Master takes action, I have it all in the world.

In order to strive for shock, Su Mu didn't even want his face.

On the stage, Murphy stared at Su Mu blankly.

I don’t know when two more tears fell in the corner of my eyes.

Then, he did something that shocked everyone.

One hand caresses the chest.

Then...kneel on one knee.

This is……!

Among the Western court etiquette, the etiquette of worshiping the monarch.

For a moment...!

Everyone was silent on the field, off the field, and on the Internet.

silence.

Everyone was shocked by Murphy's movements and was aphasia.

Oh my God!

By the way, I can't hear anything?

Isn't it the same?
Chapter completed!