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Chapter 1093

Chapter 1093

When I was little, I was always envious of other people playing.

However, her family did not allow her to learn the violin. Every time she mentioned this matter, Councilor Feng would get angry.

When her mother was still alive, she secretly let her learn the basics.

Later my mother passed away.

She secretly bought a violin herself and kept it hidden in the closet.

Whenever there was no one at home, she would practice. Without a teacher, she would listen to music and learn by herself.

Fengling lowered his head and said modestly, "No way, I practice by myself. I have never been a teacher."

Teacher Zhang was even more surprised, "How is that possible? It's all self-taught? Then you are so awesome. Have you not considered joining the orchestra? It would be a pity to be a teacher."

Fengling put away the violin, "I'm just an ordinary person, I just want to live a simple and peaceful life."

Teacher Zhang shook his head and said, "Some people are destined not to live an ordinary life. Oh my, you are too uninterested."

Some people are destined not to live an ordinary life.

These words seemed to hit Fengling.

Thinking of Qin Mingze, she took a deep breath to calm her suddenly frantic heartbeat.

Even though he left, why do I still want to see him in my heart?

No, you can't have such thoughts and you can't add burden to him.

She put away the piano and said, "Teacher Zhang, I'll take the bus back first. I'm a little tired tonight."

Teacher Zhang glanced at Fengling, he was really a weirdo.

"Okay, you go first."

Just as Fengling was about to stand up, a person suddenly came from the temporary backstage.

He must be less than sixty years old. He has a handsome face and a strong spirit. It can be vaguely seen that he looked better than Pan An when he was young. Unfortunately, the white hair on his head makes him look a little more vicissitudes of life than ordinary people.

When Fengling sees a man, she still has the habit of taking a few steps back, lowering her head, and no longer looking directly.

Teacher Zhang came up to greet him, "Hello, sir, who are you looking for?"

"My name is Jiang Ren." The visitor introduced himself, "I would like to ask, was it you who played the violin music just now?"

Teacher Zhang quickly waved his hand, "No, it's her."

She stretched out her hand and pointed at Fengling and Jiang Ren. This name was so familiar, as if she had heard it somewhere.

Fengling had naturally heard of Jiang Ren, a famous violinist who was famous for a while, but unfortunately retired long ago.

She called out respectfully, "Hello, Professor Jiang."

Jiang Ren saw her head lowered and could not see her face clearly, "Girl, did you play the violin music just now? I would like to ask, who do you study under?"

Fengling shook her head, "I'm self-taught. I haven't studied for too long."

"Oh, no wonder. Full of talent, but some details need to be corrected." Jiang Ren nodded, a rare genius, no one else has taught him, and there is no better seedling.

Fengling raised his head slightly and said, "I do have a lot of shortcomings. Professor Jiang, please give me some pointers."

Jiang Ren smiled slightly, "I haven't had a student for many years. I want to teach you, are you willing?"

The moment Fengling raised his head, Jiang Ren was in a daze for a moment. The fresh and refined girl reminded him of Lin Yunxiu, standing in front of him lifelike. Although her appearance was not completely similar, her temperament was the same.

That was the eternal pain in his heart.

Fengling's eyes widened. The famous violinist was willing to give her advice, and of course she couldn't be more willing.

"But, I work in this training center..."

"It doesn't matter, I will tell your boss. I can put my name on their music store, but only if you are allowed to be my student." Jiang Ren promised, "It is too difficult to cultivate a real artist. You should be given back to art.

Instead of being buried in a training center.”

Fengling was stunned.

Is Professor Jiang praising her in disguise? Returning her to art?

Jiang Ren stretched out his finger and pointed to the sky, "The sound of your piano seems to be able to connect with God's will and penetrate into people's hearts. With time and careful training, you will definitely become a world-famous musician."


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