Chapter 122: The Violinist

The button on his shirt reached the third, and her solid and shapely chest muscles loomed, and she was stunned.

The man looked at the little girl with straight eyes on the other side, "Have you seen enough?" He whispered.

An Xiyue suddenly came back to her senses, and immediately lowered her head, "Look...... Enough of ......"

She lowered her head and didn't leave there, Ji Molin's lips hooked, and said lightly, "Go back and change your clothes!" ”

"Good!" She hurriedly ran into the study.

When she entered the study, she covered her heart, which was pounding and beating.

Reached out and patted his hot cheek, what's wrong with her, he also saw it when he was more exposed!

When she changed her clothes and walked out, it was already half an hour later.

The man was sitting on the couch next to the bed and was looking at the computer, she walked over and stood across from him, the man lowered his head and whispered, "I heard you can play the violin?" ”

She nodded, "Yes!" ”

The man took out a violin from the other side and handed it to her, and she took it, wasn't this the one he had made himself before?

Is he trying to get her to play a song?

"Play this tune!"

The man handed her a tune.

She took it and looked at it, and she liked it at once.

This piece is gentle in the front, gradually high in the middle, and when it comes to the last paragraph, it is also the climax of the whole piece, and at the end, it returns to the melodious and gentle in the front, but the artistic conception is different.

The whole song is like a person's life, with ups and downs, hope, struggle, disappointment, helplessness, and finally liberation.

Ji Molin listened and looked at the computer at first, and at the end, he put down the work in his hand and listened attentively.

The song had been over for a long time, but the man still didn't move, and she didn't speak when she stood in front of him.

I just feel that I can't bear to break this artistic conception.

After a long time, the man spoke, "That's a good pull!" ”

She asked softly, "Who made this song, I've never heard it before, it's so good!" ”

The man's face softened, and he whispered, "My mother! ”

An Xiyue was very surprised, "Madam, is she a violinist?" ”

Ji Molin looked up at her, her lady screamed that made his heart tremble, he hadn't heard anyone call her like this for many years.

Once, she was the hostess of this building!

He nodded slightly, "In my heart, she is the best violinist!" ”

"Well deserved!" This sentence came from her heart.

The man whispered, "Memorize this song tonight!" ”

She took it and whispered, "Shall I go with me tomorrow?" ”

The man snorted softly, "Yes! ”

Her heart jumped suddenly, on his mother's death day, he actually asked her to participate in it?

The man lifted his eyes, "Don't want to go?" ”

She immediately said, "No! ”

Then, the man said lightly, "Don't get me wrong, I just think it's better for you to play this tune than to find someone else!" ”

What he meant was that she was just a violinist!

He helped her so much, and she must do this little thing well.

"Tomorrow, I will definitely pull it well!"

She said with a determined look in her eyes.

In order to practice the piano well, in order not to affect Ji Molin's rest, she hid in the gym alone to practice the piano.

Do what you love, and time will pass very quickly.

By the time she felt that she had mastered the practice, she looked up and saw that it was already one o'clock in the morning.

Grunting with hunger, she went downstairs softly, remembering to find something to eat in the kitchen.

As soon as I got to the kitchen door, I heard someone talking inside, "You must destroy that piano for me tomorrow?" ”