Chapter 224 Not Even Sparring the Children

Yun Kai clapped for Fu Mo and also looked forward to Huo Tingzhou's upcoming performance, thinking it would likely be a terrible, ugly loss.

Huo Tingzhou didn't say much, grabbed the violin, struck a casual pose, and began playing without any preamble.

He, too, chose a caprice, and it was the very same segment that Fu Mo had just played.

The delightful notes flowed from the strings as the cool and handsome man stood with refined elegance, the sunlight filtering through the glass windows upon him, like a beautiful painting.

Fu Mo's eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at Huo Tingzhou: "..."

And Yun Kai wore a face of shock as well: "..."

As someone who played the violin, she naturally knew that the person playing now was extremely skilled; not necessarily better than the little prodigy, but certainly not worse.

And there was an added touch of emotional resonance, perhaps the advantage of age.