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 Lu Ziwen climbed up reluctantly and stumbled out of the bar.
 The inside of his body felt a burst of emptiness, the heart seemed to be torn by force, the pain was very, the brain was dizzy, and he did not understand where he was and did not know what happened.
 The ears are full of noisy sounds in the bar. When the door is out, a loud laughter pulls Lu Ziwen’s thoughts back: "Hey, you kid is too bad? This is 8 o’clock. ?"
 Lu Ziwen suddenly stunned and looked at the mixed youth who spoke to the other side with horror.
 The young people who were dyed with red hair and yellow hair sneered a few words and then they turned into the bar, leaving only the pale-looking Lu Ziwen standing up and squatting. What they are saying is -
 Chinese!
 Suddenly for a long time, slowly, Lu Ziwen raised his hand and looked at his finger.
 Every musician, the part he is most familiar with is not the face, but the hand.
 In the musicians, not everyone can have a beautiful hand, but no matter what the hands are, they are most valued for their hands, even more than their ears.
 Without ears, you can also compose and play, such as music master Beethoven. But if you don't have a hand, you can only say goodbye to the music scene forever and really leave your instrument.
 Lu Ziwen has a pair of beautiful and slender hands, with distinct joints and slender knuckles. These hands are especially nice when paired with a dark brown violin. But look good, it can't compare with his current hands -
 The full and rounded nails are faintly pink, and the five fingers are long and white, as if it is white jade, people can't move their eyes. There is a small red cinnabar in the 1cm root of the index finger of the left hand. Under the neon light of the city at night, it seems to be burning brightly.
 Lu Ziwen subconsciously turned his left hand to look at the fingertips of the four fingers, and a very thin layer of scorpion suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.
 This is the nephew of the violinist!
 Lu Ziwen suddenly woke up, he was dull for a second, and then rushed to the roadside to clean the beautiful window glass. When he saw the blurred figure reflected in the glass, he suddenly stopped.
 The young black-haired man reflected on the glass, pale, but described beautiful and handsome. Lu Ziwen has been in Europe for many years, and he has seen many beautiful and unconventional models, but this young beautiful is beautiful, but there is no such feminine breath.
 Lu Ziwen searched for a long time in his memory and suddenly remembered a name.
 "Hey...hey?"
 Thinking of this name, Lu Ziwen slowly raised his brow and began to recall.
 Hey, these two words in the current Europe may not look down on the storm, and few people will remember who this is. However, if placed eight years ago, this black-haired and dark-eyed Chinese teenager has set off a Chinese heat, which has caused a sensation in Vienna for a long time.
 You are a genius.
 He has an excellent family. His father is the chief conductor of the famous symphony orchestra of the city of China, and his mother is the chief of the s-symphony orchestra. Under the influence of such a family, he began to learn violin at the age of 3, and was famous in the Chinese music industry at the age of 6. At the age of 13, he won the junior group championship of the Vilnius International Violin Competition.
 Throughout the year, the name is really famous throughout Europe.
 He toured around the world with his parents. Even at the age of 14, he had a performance with the Vienna Symphony Orchestra and achieved great success. Lu Ziwen also came into contact with it at that time.
 In harmony with the reputation of the family and the family, this boy has the arrogance of ordinary people.
 No one can look down, no one can swear. Every time I practice in the orchestra, the nose will go up to the sky. When the practice is over, I will leave directly, and even my own box will be squatting.
 Honestly, Lu Ziwen doesn't like jealousy, or it can be said that no one in the entire Vienna Symphony Orchestra likes this kid. However, the talent of 戚暮 is really amazing, and Lu Ziwen is convinced again and again with excellent standards.
 The mutation occurred at the age of 14 years old.
 Awkward parents had a car accident and the two died on the spot. Although the two went in a hurry, they also left a large legacy to the monk, so although there is no relative in the family, you can live well. Moreover, my parents are famous in the Chinese music industry, and their popularity is also very good. Many people are willing to take care of them.
 However, if you are really disciplined...
 Is that still the end of the defeat?
 When the parents died, the boy with a higher eye than the top was arrogant. No one forced him to practice the piano. No one asked him to participate in the competition. He did not hesitate to trample his talents into the dust. It was rare to encounter a violin every day.
 Although there are many properties left by my uncle, I can't stand the expenses of the monks. By the time he was 18, he had to pick up his own violin and rely on "selling art". There are also old friends who don’t want to help, but they don’t have the heart and lungs to the extreme. They only cheated some money every time, but they didn’t change at all.
 Lu Ziwen heard people say that he once said such a sentence: "The two old guys are fortunate enough to die early, or else I will kill them sooner or later! I am forced to learn the violin all day, and say what my **** talent is. Go to the **** talent! Laozi is going to ask for food, don't touch the broken piano!"
 Of course, I haven’t fallen to the point of begging for food. It’s just that life has been hit hard from the previous good to the present, and the whole person is decadent. Lu Ziwen remembers that he seems to have left Europe and returned to China at the age of 19, and he never knows what kind of ending he is.
 but……
 "He... drugs...?"
 Lu Ziwen was sitting on the side of the road with his back against the window glass. The pain in his chest gradually weakened and almost disappeared in the end.
 Lu Ziwen remembers that when he woke up, he flashed in front of his eyes, a pile of white powder and a few discarded plastic straws on the small table. The other people in the bar room were holding the thing, the expression was full of obsessive madness, and he seemed to fall on the ground for a long time, even if he walked out the wall himself, no one would ignore it.
 Sitting on the icy brick floor, Lu Ziwen's face was blue.
 His memory only stayed in the lounge of the golden | hall backstage. The fiber on the carpet buried his face. How could he struggle to struggle, but he felt that the whole person was restrained by the throat, and he even moved it. difficult.
 The feeling is that no matter how much you breathe, there is no air coming into the lungs.
 Your trachea is completely blocked, you can only feel the less and less oxygen in your chest, and you are so painful that you are so painful. At the moment before dying, Lu Ziwen had desperately went to hell.
 He hates!
 He hates Luo Yusen's unrequited love to this point, and he even watched him die!
 He hates!
 He hates that he is unclear, and he believes in such a beast!
 Most of the causes of asthma are caused by allergies. Lu Ziwen did not find out what his allergens were in his life. He did not think that he would eventually die under the two fists of Luo Yusen.
 Perhaps the dust that Lu Yusen had on his hand might be some kind of pollen on his arm. When the fierce beating impact was superimposed on the sudden asthma attack, Lu Ziwen had no possibility of rebellion.
 Lu Ziwen reached out and grabbed his face, leaning back against the cold window glass. Passers-by are curious to see this well-described youth, and Lu Ziwen completely concealed his contemplation. Suddenly, he jerked his hand and slammed it to the wall. The whole person woke up.
 "Luo Yusen..."
 "Rosie Yusen!!!"
 Sen coldly smiled, Lu Ziwen gritted his teeth and smashed the name of the scum from the teeth.
 At this time, it is grotesque and absurd. Lu Ziwen also understands what happened. He didn't know if he really died, but in terms of the feeling of resentment, he thought that he - Lu Ziwen should have died.
 Now, he is born again on the shackles.
 "Luo Yusen, you said... You have to wait for me for 92 years?"
 "Then you... must wait."
 As if I saw the cold and shameless face of the scum, Lu Ziwen dangerously picked up the scorpion and looked up at the night sky where the city was stained with red. His ears are full of noisy sounds, the sound of a car whistle, the voice of pedestrians, the hum of walking...
 Suddenly, Lu Ziwen slowly smiled: "It turns out... you really have talent. Is this... absolute sound?"
 In response to Lu Ziwen's words, it was a busy traffic on the road, which formed a nice harmony melody, and the whole city was pounding the sound. And all the sounds seemed to be split into pieces, one by one into the ears of Lu Ziwen. From different directions, with different pitches, even the sound of metal impact, Lu Ziwen can hear its accurate rhythm.
 Lu Ziwen slammed into the ground for a long time, only to return to God: "Not only the absolute sound... Hey, is your talent so high?"
 As Lu Ziwen said, if you don't really encounter it, you can never believe what kind of talent it is.
 All the voices are as if they have thoughts, and they automatically go to their own position, rushing to tell him his direction, pitch and even the frequency of shaking.
 Absolute sound is already very rare, and there are very few people in history, such as music genius Mozart.
 Although Lu Ziwen does not know what kind of talent these masters have, he believes that the absolute sound of 戚暮 is certainly not inferior to them, and even... will be even higher. The voices of all things in this world are completely discerned and recognized, and it is something that Lu Ziwen can't imagine.
 He finally understood why his uncle and aunt would strictly demand jealousy and let him not waste his talent.
 "If you haven't wasted your time these years... I'm afraid, you won't die in that pub, and you have become the few people standing at the top of Vienna."
 Lu Ziwen did not know the cause of death.
 In fact, after leaving Europe, it was really a tumultuous bump. He also began to accept the kindness from his parents and friends. But where can you live as they wish?
 He began to take the money of the elders to soak, pick up the girl, and later even started to drive and use drugs. This makes those elders completely cold, and no longer want to see this rebellious musical prodigy.
 I touched the big | Ma did not have a few days, this time the wine was drunk, so he fainted and ate too much of the big | hemp, the feeling of dreaming like drunk makes him seem to return to the past The most brilliant years. However, after the heart beats vigorously and the blood is frantic, the genius, known as a rare rare genius, has died in a dirty and dark bar box. The peers and friends are still smoking big 麻, no one pays attention. His death.
 Lu Ziwen woke up when the corpse was about to stiffen.
 "嘀嘀-"
 A loud whistle suddenly sounded at Lu Ziwen's side, shaking his body, and the fragmentary memories suddenly poured into the brain. Only a few seconds later, Lu Ziwen was sober from that awkward state and hurried through his life.
 "It turns out... do you want to go back to that place too?"
 He had already fallen, and he did not have the determination to quit the big | hemp, and he did not have the confidence to work hard to return to the stage of the music hall. He just thought about becoming the focus of the world's attention, but did not make efforts, so he now has the shackles of bars and underground streets.
 After all, it was a flower that grew up in a greenhouse. Although it was frustrated for eight years, it never suffered, so there was no courage to climb up from the bottom.
 Lu Ziwen sighed: "So... let's go back to that place together, hehe."
 When the voice just fell, Lu Ziwen felt that it was light, as if the obscenity that belonged to him had completely disappeared.
 The eight-year-old life has long been exhausted, his money is about to be spent, and the parents’ friends are not willing to help him again. It’s also hopeless for the future. give up.
 "From now on, I am you, hehe. I want to make the sound of the sound of the sound of China. I want everyone in Europe to know who he is, I want to let these two words spread. Global! This is your last wish..."
 "It's my dream too!"
 "Hey, let's go back to that place!"
 "Lu Ziwen has died and belongs to the era of embarrassment..."
 "It's about to start!"
 ......
 Vienna, 2 pm.
 A city of music that is separated from the city of B by half, is not a grand funeral.
 Most of the members of the Vienna Symphony Orchestra came to condolences. They held white bouquets and walked to the man surrounded by wreaths in an orderly manner to express their sorrow. When everything is over, when the guests are about the same time, some people from the group of guests are whispering from time to time.
 "I heard that Luo seems to have been taken away by the police?"
 "Well, it seems that before the end of the land, he had a fight with the land, and the police are investigating."
 "Oh, but Lu died because of asthma, which is really a shame!"
 "Yeah God, Lu is an excellent violinist, it's a pity!"
 "Hey, how could Lu not bring medicine? This is really a joke of God..."
 The guests left almost in succession. After the last person left the hall, a black Bentley slowly stopped at the entrance of the venue. Then, a pair of bright leather shoes first appeared on the slate, followed by the handsome and handsome man's face indifferent to the car.
 He walked into the mourning hall step by step, holding a large bouquet of white lilies in his hands, and did not speak, just looking at the man in the black and white photo for a long time, as if to become a statue.
 No one knows how long it took, and put the white lily in his hand in front of the photo, and finally turned and left.
 It’s just a simple to the extreme action, and even a sentence is not left. This man who has been hailed as the king of modern classical disappears into the hall, as if it has never been seen before. Only the white lily that sways in the wind in the hall will not Hidden secrets are known.
 "Oh, I didn't expect you to just find him... It happened." A blond-haired man waited for a long time at the entrance of the venue to pick up the sentence, then he walked back to the car with the donkey. Next, I couldn’t help but turn around and said: "This accident is really regrettable. In the words of your Chinese... oh, you have to mourn."
 I turned to look at the trees that flashed through the window, and the twilight was deep and unclear, like a deep pool of water.
 For a long time, he whispered: "Really... accident?"
 The blond man said differently: "Hey, what did you say?"
 The cold and elegant man gently shook his head, and he lowered his throat to cover the emotions in his eyes.
 The blond man looked at him with a puzzled look, and finally turned around and stopped asking.
 His face was dull and coveted, and the beautiful face of the sculpted face finally showed a trace of sadness, but he was well hidden by him.
 Is it an accident...
 In the morning and evening, there will be ways to know.
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 30 year old Lu Ziwen was born in poverty and after struggling for a lifetime, he is finally able to perform in the Golden Hall symbolizing the highest honor. However, an hour before taking the stage, he was killed by his lover.
 With eyes opened once more, he was unexpectedly born again in the body of the fallen star Qi Mu!
 Who controls the world with notes?
 Who is the king of the classics?
 Qi Mu: I’ve conquered you; I am the king of classical music!
 Min Chen: … As long as you are happy.
 This is a story of a reborn violinist, vengeance, struggling for the top, and dominating the world of classical music!
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 This appears to be this type of story:
 Soon after knowing that she was going to marry Song Shi An, Su Tang made a firm resolution to barter to get a bill of divorce within one month!
 The reasons are many with one being crucial, that pan of cold noodles has been an eyesore for a very long time!
 Actually, it is this type of story:
 Has lightning, dog blood, even more it has big meat. Love steamed buns, love beautiful meals, as well as love household tussles.
 Go out to build the family fortune, enter the house to steadily accompany the lady of the house! Who dares to interfere? Stiff penalties being served!
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 After inheriting millions of yuan in debt, Si Nian Nian thought she would be a little girl trying to make money to pay off her debts, but her life suddenly turned upside down and she became the Si family’s favorite princess. 
 Uncle Si: “My Nian Nian is delicate and weak, you’re not allowed to bully her!” 
 The people who just witnessed Si Nian Nian lift the truck with her bare hands: “Don’t worry, Third Young Master Si, we don’t dare!” 
 Grandma Si: “My Nian Nian is so beautiful and kind-hearted that she won’t even trample an ant to death; don’t bully her!” 
 The people who just witnessed Si Nian Nian break the killer’s neck with her bare hands: “Don’t worry, Old Madam Si, we won’t dare!” 
 Grandpa Si: “My Nian Nian is frugal, she never wastes a penny, don’t make her suffer.” 
 A debtor who has long been reduced to Si Nianni’s little brother: “Old Master Si, don’t worry, I don’t dare!” 
 During a simple task, Bu Chen Su picked up a clingy and delicate girl. 
 From then on, he pampered, protected and loved her, but when he saw that the raw rice was ready to be cooked, he suddenly found that the way Si Nian Nian looked at him was getting more and more wrong. 
 Oh no! Was it possible that his identity that had been hidden for years was about to fall off?
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 The down-and-out magician Zong Jiu wears the book.
 He wore a horror infinite stream of draft essays and became the cannon fodder in the book that died tragically in the first round of the competition.
 If you want to change this to someone else, I’m afraid you will be scared to death immediately.
 Unexpectedly, Zong Jiu is not only not afraid, but also flying all the way, and there are frequent show operations.
 Once the operation was completed, the life was safe and sound, and Liangzi, the biggest villain in the whole article, also forged.
 Today you shame me, and tomorrow I will get it back with my backhand. It’s kind of fun to come and go. 
 As a result, the waves returned to the waves, and one time the waves were overturned by accident.
 Looking at the enemy who pressed him to the ground, Zong Jiu lazily raised his eyes, “Kill if you want, don’t talk nonsense.”
 Being in a disadvantaged position, there is no trace of fear, but he continues to make death provocations.
 The man rubbed the roots of his ears with cold fingers, and the motion of pressing against the aorta suddenly stopped.
 “It’s a pity. I changed my mind.”
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 Xiao Luobing was the queen of mercenaries in the modern era, she died and was reborn as a baby into a new world, in which she lived safely for eighteen years. She is the number one genius of South Zhao Country, and became the new empress after she and her family helped the new emperor ascend the throne. However, before long, she was betrayed by her best friend and husband and was deposed from the position of empress. Even her family was exiled and her senior brother was killed. After she was tortured in the cold palace, she died.
 However, with a seemingly heaven-defying fate, she is reborn yet again. This time as the half-sister of her enemies, the Bai sisters. Given a third chance at life, she vows to avenge her family and senior brother and strives to be stronger.
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 Cheng Yujin was the elder twin sister, who was supposed to be engaged to an excellent man. However she later learned that her fiance, Marquis Jingyong, had proposed to her because he mistakenly recognized her as her younger twin sister. Marquis Jingyong and her younger sister had a deep relationship, and after many twists and turns, finally broke through all hardships and became eternal lovers. While Cheng Yujin was the villain who replaced her sister’s good marriage, kept framing her sister, and hindered the main couple to be together. A really wicked older sister and poisonous ex-wife. 
 After the younger twin sister was reborn, she revealed Cheng Yujin’s ‘conspiracy’ early on. Everyone scorned her, and her so-called fiance was indifferent. Cheng Yujin sneered and tore off their engagement letter in front of her fiance. 
 Everyone was gloating and happily waiting to see her regret her actions. However, before Marquis Jingyong had a chance to see Cheng Yujin’s regret, he saw his former fiancee marrying his uncle. 
 The ninth uncle of Cheng family was truly a hidden dragon, his real power frightening everyone. 
 *** 
 Cheng Yujin, this coquettish little wife, lightly lifted her eyebrows and casually said, “A mere Marquis Jingyong, is he worthy? Do you think that robbing him away will affect me?” 
 Almost forgot to say, ninth uncle wasn’t surnamed Cheng. His real name was Li Chengjing, the crown prince. 
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 Su Momo woke up in the hospital, but she found that a female ghost was following her. She does not remember her anymore, but she remembers her.
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 A romance continued between the living and dead, set in a modern city.
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 Yang Wei and Qi Xiao Yan had been married for a year and were unable to reach mutual understanding on many topics, except for one——divorce!
 They didn’t know that there was still one more thing they also reached a strong, mutual understanding on——
 Want to find your second spring?* In your dreams!
 In short: Mr. Qi and Mrs. Qi end up happily remarrying each other.
 *(idiom) try to fall in love again
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 Passion and revenge around Shanghai beach. The story is about the growth of the wealthy ‘doing Heaven and Earth’ Miss Jiao.
 Rebirth without revenge was like living in vain.
 Tang Jiao, dressed in western style and holding a sutra, was shaking her legs while sitting on the wall. She asked herself, with so many enemies, which one should I start first with?
 Gu Tingyun was watching her, the delicate girl. He smiled and kept shut while pinching the beads. Click clack. And he thought, Little Bastard…don’t let me find you…!
 Sadistic but cool and original novel placed in the Republic of China. Step by step, the first-class and ‘do Heaven and Earth’ Big Boss will fiercely swallow the distressed but pretty Lolita Jiao in his stomach.
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 Cen Sen left for Australia to develop his overseas business market during his first year of marriage with Ji Mingshu.
 When he returned home after three years, Ji Mingshu threw a divorce contract to his face in an attempt to end this widowed-like marriage.
 The man closed his eyes, pressed the sheets of paper down for three seconds in silence, before throwing them back onto the desk. “Mingshu, I respect your decision, but I think I should remind you what was on our prenuptial agreement,” Cen Sen said with a calm expression. “After our divorce, you might not be able to collect the exclusive Birkin handbags, ride a private plane to enjoy Milan’s fashion show, or auction a Sri Lanka 15 karat Padmaraga Sapphire diamond ring so easily…” He continued.
 “Hold on!” Ji Mingshu suddenly realized the error in her judgement. “I think… I can tolerate this marriage a bit longer.”
 –What a pleasure it will be for me to be your most faithful companion for life.
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 Travel through a world of fusion novels. 
 Xu Beiwang couldn’t help but complain: 
 “Why do other people wear the protagonist, and no matter how bad they are, I’m just a dazed king, but I’m just a little loyal to the female villain?” 
 However, he soon discovered that it felt really good to bully others, anyway, the black pot was carried by the female villain. 
 Ever since, Xu Beiwang went farther and farther on the road of overpowering others… 
 Besides, he also activated the Looting System. 
 “Son of Destiny? Well, your treasure is mine!”
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 The world regained consciousness.
 It was surprised to find ‘little animals’ doing a lot of ‘unauthorised’ things on its body.
 At midnight, in the year of 2018, a voice appeared in the minds of all citizens: “Hello, parasites.”
 A reaper gong, who doesn’t like to talk and strikes once to hit ten VS a fake white lotus and river god shou, who pits to kill.
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 “At the end of the song the man is drunk, so much like the tears by Poyang River. Ten thousand miles of easterly winds; the country is broken, the mountains and rivers reflect only red.” 
 ~A line from Shorthand Tablature of Magnolia Blossoms by Zhu Dunru
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 At sixteen years of age, You Miao lives a life of luxury. Yet with rapid changes in family circumstances, the once little young master now only has his deceased mother’s barren estate and a loyal Quanrong slave left. The dilemma and distress of starting everything from scratch becomes the greatest trial of his life.
 As the imperial state exam approaches, You Miao enters the capital for his tests. However, all of a sudden the tribes of the north invade, causing a diaspora to the south. The Hans flee to the south in great numbers with the uprising of war everywhere. The country is at the cusp of ruin and homes are lost…
 Along with his band of sworn brothers, You Miao finally returns to Jiangnan in the midst of displacement, and using all of his strength, he supports this broken, half sliced nation.
 The good days don’t last long, and the imperial court now in the south faces both internal and external enemies. The court is in turmoil, the government officials in dissension, but as tides rise and fall, the most beautiful moonlight of the great desert is yet to come.
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