章節 95: Chapter 89 True or False_1

Feng Yi had thought just now that the gentleman playing the violin was making sounds akin to slaughtering chickens and was deliberately toying with him.

However, after analyzing the emotions emanating from the other person, Feng Yi realized:

The enrapturement was indeed genuine; the violinist was almost completely immersed in his own world while playing.

The joy was also authentic, that kind of heartfelt happiness enveloping his whole being.

But in this room, as a listener, Feng Yi only felt it was torture!

Mr. Zou probably had some sort of sound filter in his ears that automatically corrected the erhu's sounds into a perfect form in his head, which explained why he had no clue about his actual skill level on the violin!!

Feng Yi sat on the wooden stool, his expression slightly dazed, contemplating how to put things more delicately when he saw Mr. Zou in the wheelchair in front of him had already switched to another violin, ready to begin.