[This is an adaptation, this story is not mine. The credits goes to the original writer. Please do not vote!]
At 1pm, the sun shone brightly on the ground. Jennie felt dizzy and couldn't quite hold on. Her body swayed and just when she was about to fall, she suddenly held on.
She straightened her back.
Gong Yoo stood on the top floor and looked down. As he witnessed this scene, he couldn't help but feel sorry for her. He suddenly turned and walked to the center of the piano room, picked up his violin, and walked out.
Jennie's vision started to blur. She felt dizzy and dizzy. Just then, a shadow covered her body and a pair of white leather shoes appeared in her vision.
Jennie blinked. After confirming that she was not hallucinating, she slowly looked up at Gong Yoo. Opening her dry lips, Jennie called out hoarsely, "Teacher."
Sweat dripped from Jennie's eyelids. Her fair cheeks were red.
Gong Yoo handed the violin and bow to Jennie.
Jennie looked at him in confusion.
Gong Yoo said, "Use your violin skills to prove to me whether you are qualified to be my disciple!" Eight years ago, they had truly broken off their relationship as teachers and students. Gong Yoo would never let Jennie in using underhand methods. He wanted a musical genius, not a pretty, delicate vase.
If Jennie wanted to be his disciple, she had to show her true capabilities!
Jennie's legs were numb and she couldn't stand up. She knelt down and raised both hands to catch Gong Yoo's violin. Lowering her head, Jennie gazed tenderly at it and couldn't resist stroking it.
"We meet again, Fighting Soul."
Gong Yoo's violin was called "Fighting Soul."
It was the dream of many musicians to own a famous violin that belonged to them. But Gong Yoo was not obsessed with an antique violin. His violin was made by his grandfather in Cremona, Italy.
His grandfather was a violinist and Fighting Soul was Grandpa Shen's last piece of work. He gave it to Gong Yoo. This violin had accompanied Gong Yoo for 25 years. Fighting Soul was his soul.
The fighting soul completed Gong Yoo, and so did he.
Nowadays, when music enthusiasts talked about the world famous violinist and violin, who wouldn't mention the name "Fighting Soul"?
Gong Yoo's greatest taboo was his violin Fighting Soul. In this world, the number of people who had the right to touch Fighting Soul could be counted with one hand.
Jennie cradled the soul, her lashes fluttering. Jennie knew this was her last chance. She had to grasp it. "...Okay teacher."
If I can't stand up, I'll kneel down and play it!
Jennie held the violin with her left hand and the bow with her right. Once she touched the violin, Jennie would enter a trance-like state. She pulled the strings and the mournful sound of the violin could be heard.
One of them was kneeling while the other was standing, but their souls were communicating.
Gong Yoo felt as if his bones were trembling along with the music, when he heard the sobbing sound of the violin.
This is what I want to hear!
Jennie was even more talented than Gong Yoo in terms of the violin. With the same violin and the same tune, the feeling produced by Jennie was totally different from others.
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