People who don't like to play with their mobile phones will get a little bored and their eyes will wander. Xin Junmao's eyes immediately noticed a poster advertising the concert of the musical genius Hai Morphen posted on the wall of the hanging platform. He heard this in today's interview as well. The guys at the pany's office told me that this effeminate violinist was going to perform a great new piece at a concert. Celebrities from all over the world came to support them, and the concert was sold out.
So Xin Junmao started thinking hard again. When he was in elementary school, he felt that learning to play the guitar required a certain amount of patience. Maybe even if you can't bee a singer now, you might be able to bee the star of your school like so-and-so in middle school. The music teacher is also very good.
He was thinking about things that he knew were impossible, but for him it was more "realistic" and a better experience than being the protagonist of Shuangwen.
Xin Junmao, who was deep in thought, suddenly smelled a drop of orchid scent. When I smelled it, I felt a little dizzy and my heart beat faster. When he subconsciously followed the scent, he found a beautiful woman who looked like a celebrity from the 1920s and 1930s. He stepped out of history wearing a plum blossom cheongsam and rode a horse-drawn carriage with an elegant look on his face.
Seeing this inparable beauty, Xin Junmao was a little surprised. It was a beauty he had never seen before. He could not imagine that there was such an amazing beauty in the world, perfect with jade bones and ice skin.
He felt in this woman the greatness of the Creator and the gift of the world.
Perhaps God had arranged such an encounter for him. When he was at his most depressed and frustrated, seeing the beauty of such a beautiful woman and looking at her was his way of forting his long-suffering heart.
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