Chương 857: Cheerrs

A violin rested on top of a violinist's shoulder. He slowly turned his head and put his chin against the chinrest while the hair of the bow gently kissed the strings. His four fingers were on the string, and his eyes looked at the conductor up front before nodding.

The conductor nodded seeing the affirmation from the violinist before he looked at the rest of the orchestra. He raised his baton past the altitude of his hair along with his other hand. He looked at the sheets of music below his eyes before his chin raised. Then, he waved his baton.

The fluent melodies of the instruments immediately created a harmony that elevated the atmosphere in an instant. The glamor of the sparkling chandelier. The fragrance of the elites and the mouthwatering, glistening array of foods that were served for free.