C480 Tens of Thousands of Pianists 25
Another song.
Tao Mingshuo's face was already a bit anxious. He held the lever and said, "Again."
Ji Rao suddenly stood up. Tao Mingshuo looked at Ji Rao. He walked in front of Tao Mingshuo, put down the violin in his hand, gave him a stool and pressed his shoulder to get him to sit down.
Noticing Tao Mingshuo's puzzled expression, Ji Rao smiled lightly, "MoreHaste, lessened