Just as Li Wenyin said.

The Gypsies are a romantic nation.

The ups and downs of works are like the ups and downs of Gypsies’ life.

After a while, the audience finally applauded.

The applause was not intense at the beginning.

But it's getting bigger and louder!

It lasts for a long time!

The audience sighed, and the musicians even showed an extremely admirable look in their eyes.

Abel's eyes were filled with emotion.

French people are usually very romantic, sentimental, enthusiastic and unrestrained.

Therefore, Abel could better understand the beauty contained in this music!

This is a pinnacle of romanticism!

Sorrowful, but not artificial!

Rich emotions, ups and downs!

This is a work that combines the melody and skill of the violin!

The famous zither, known for its tone in Li Wenyin's hands, also burst into beautiful sparks in Li Wenyin's hands!

Amid the applause, Li Wenyin felt a little moved.

Feeling the enthusiastic gazes of the audience below, Li Wenyin once again felt the beauty of the music.

That kind of beauty that cannot be described by words!

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In Vienna's public hospital, Hawkman has come to his senses.

Living in bed, I have no desire to live.

Am I dizzy?

So was carried away?

Sitting up, Hockman looked at the little thing hanging beside him, and couldn't help but feel anxious.

For me, being able to watch the concert of the miracle boy is definitely a precious opportunity!

When Hockman showed off this ticket to his friend, he was so proud that he looked at his friend's jealous and distorted face and thinking about the concert played by the magical boy who was about to watch, Hockman felt that he was about to float up!

What's the result?!

Why are you so embarrassed that you are so dizzy?!

Hawkman even dared to bet.

If my friend found out, he would faint after listening to two songs. He would definitely slam the table and laugh wildly, and then take a glass of champagne to help him liven up...

How can I look up in the future?!

Shaking his head, Hockman pulled out the needle from his right hand, held the wound, and stood up.

Recalling the performance that broke through imagination, Hawkman even felt that his thinking was extremely clear.

A faint light of inspiration flashed through the topic that seemed to have not made progress for a long time.

As soon as he walked out of the room, the nurse hurriedly stopped Hawkman's actions.

"Sir, you need to check it out."

"Check it out!"

Hawkman's white beard shook a little.

"Don't stop me! I'm fine! I'm going to listen to the concert!"

"this......"

The nurse seemed a little hesitant.

"It's OK, but you have to settle the account first..."

"no problem!"

Hearing this, Hockman hurriedly touched his pocket.

His expression suddenly froze and he became stupid.
Chapter completed!