Li Wenyin nodded.

"Do you know...the name of this fragrance?"

Akai was stunned.

When the rest of the people saw Li Wenyin's strange expression, they seemed to think something was going to happen.

Ning Wei asked curiously.

"What kind of fragrance is this?"

Li Wenyin laughed and uncovered the paper covering the name on the perfume.

viola.

Viola!

The musicians were stunned, their weird faces gradually lost their expression management, and they immediately burst into hilariousness.

"Hahahahahahahahahahaha!!!"

"It's a genius! Hahaha!"

"God-level perfume! It is deeply rooted in the essence of viola!"

"Akai is blackening himself, hahahahaha!!!"

Akai was stunned when he saw this familiar name.

My eyes were full of incredible.

It seems like a thunder struck the depths of the soul.

People are stupid.

My mind is full of reviews I just said.

"Sour lemon."

“Salted fish.”

“Chaolin wood.”

"The salted fish marinated with lemons are burnt..."

"A lone, weird person..."

“Extremely low presence…”

"Anyway, I will take a detour when I encounter it..."

Looking at Akai who was stupid, everyone's eyes showed a hint of sympathy.

As the process of blackmailing the viola again and again, everyone's feelings became deeper.

The black viola is really happy!

Looking at the people who were laughing, Akai also laughed.

The smile was a little bitter and a little sad.

Li Wenyin patted Akai's shoulder sympathetically.

"Don't worry, I will write highlights to you, don't cry..."

"Hahahahaha!"

I don’t know why, but when I said this, everyone laughed happier.

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Time passed slowly for half a month.

In the past half a month, Li Wenyin, accompanied by Xu Xinlei, has been doing some private preparations in addition to practicing the piano and sound every day.

There happened to be a famous recording studio called Synchron in Vienna.

During this half month, Li Wenyin also prepared a pop music accompaniment.

Have a long breath.
Chapter completed!