In the golden concert hall of Vienna, the capital of music, a woman in a white dress was playing the last piece of the concert, Kreutzer Sonata, which was a wonderful performance. As the piece ended, there was thunderous applause. The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and a tear quietly slipped from the left side of her face: Xiaojia, I succeeded! Did you see it? ````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````
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