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Chapter 252 Ode to Joy ([-])
There were people coming and going in the square, and no one seemed to notice a trivial thing that happened here.

The little girl was still playing the piano, her eyes were on Fan Bizhuang and Fei Lisa, and she tried her best to make the sound of the piano, expressing her gratitude to the two kind-hearted people in this way.

But the little girl was still young, or she had been playing here for too long, and she seemed a little out of sorts. After a song, she stopped, smiled apologetically at Fan Bizhuang and Felisa, and said: He gestured for himself to rest for a while, and then he would play for them again.

Sitting under the statue, the little girl took out half a piece of bread and a bottle of water from the small bag, and chewed slowly, not only to satiate her stomach, but also to restore her physical strength and energy.

Fan Bizhuang thought for a while, found a box of milk from the big and small bags on his body, put it next to the statue, nodded to the little girl, pulled Felica up, and was about to leave.

"Can you borrow it for me?"

A pleasant but somewhat indifferent voice sounded. Fan Bizhuang turned his head and saw Bella walking to the little girl's side, pointing to the violin in her arms.

The little girl's face showed vigilant and defensive movements. Fan Bizhuang was very familiar with such expressions and movements. He was so lonely in the past, and he was in a state of vigilance to all strangers. He regarded them as his life back then. The partner is the Spring Festival. Obviously, this violin is the "life" of this little wandering girl.

This made Fan Bizhuang feel an inexplicable pain in his heart.

He opened his mouth and called softly, "Bella."

Bella didn't turn her head, didn't even look at him, Fan Bizhuang frowned.

"Can you borrow it for me?"

Bella's inquiry sounded again.

Fan Bizhuang frowned even tighter.

However, the little girl moved. She looked at Fan Bizhuang with doubts and questions in her eyes.

She had already seen that the beautiful-looking woman in front of her was the companion of that "good-hearted man", so she hesitated.If in the past, someone wanted to take her "partner" from her, she would definitely rush forward like a raging lion cub, but now...

With doubts in her pure eyes, she looked closely at Fan Bizhuang.

Fan Bizhuang understands the meaning of this look. For people who have experienced it like this, this look is undoubtedly a different kind of trust.

Fan Bizhuang pondered for a moment. Although he didn't understand what Bella wanted to do, in his impression, Bella was a very mature woman who knew what she could do and what she couldn't do. After a while, Fan Bizhuang finally clicked nodded.

The little girl stood up, gently stroked the piano twice with her immature hands, and then handed the piano to the person in front of her with complex emotions of cautiousness and reluctance.

Bella took the violin, a smile suddenly appeared on her face, she nodded to the little girl, and then put the violin on her left shoulder.

Urgent, passionate, cheerful, and the melodious sound of the piano floated in the air in an instant.

Bella was focused, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, and beat her rhythmically, as if she was immersed in the ocean of her music.

Fan Bizhuang's eyes widened in surprise, and he was a little stunned. He didn't expect that Bella borrowed the violin just to play a piece of music. So sweet, so emotional.

Fan Bizhuang has no research on music, not even an understanding of it. In his opinion, musical instruments such as piano and violin can be regarded as very high-end, and those who can play these musical instruments are also very remarkable.Just looking at Bella with a focused and enthusiastic demeanor, Fan Bizhuang couldn't put the words "goddess of coldness" on her.

"Is this still the high-cold goddess who didn't have a good look at her in the past?"

Fan Bizhuang muttered in his heart.

Even if he is a music idiot, he has heard the piece that is being beaten right now.It can be said that there are few people in the world who do not know this song.

"Ode to Joy"!
"Ode to Joy" is well-known all over the world!
Music is the common language of human beings. No matter what continent or country the people are from, the skin color and language may be different, but the beautiful sound ignores national boundaries and allows everyone to appreciate the beauty of it.

The sound of the piano played by Bella was full of excitement and joy, and Fan Bizhuang was unconsciously drawn into it, humming softly along with him.

"Come! Singaaong of joy peace shall come...my brother!..."

"Singing of joy form shall love each other!..."

This song is familiar to everyone's ears. Although Fan Bizhuang couldn't hum all the lyrics, at least a few lines were fine. With astonished surprise on his face, he hummed softly over and over again.

Felisa looked at Fan Bizhuang, then at her aunt who was playing the violin, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she rummaged through dozens of shopping bags. Soon, there was a miniature harmonica the size of a palm In her joyful expression, she was found out.

Felisa cheered, picked up the harmonica and put it to her mouth, and the melodious voice came out lightly.

It turned out to be "Ode to Joy" too!
And kept up with Bella's violin rhythm very well.

The sounds of the harmonica and the violin began to merge, creating a more melodious sound!

Felisa walked to Bella's side while playing the piano. The two of them looked at each other indifferently, but the movements of their hands and mouth did not stop.

Fan Bizhuang was completely dumbfounded, his mouth opened as if he could stuff two rotten duck eggs!He was already surprised when Bella suddenly showed off her violin skills, but he never thought that Felisa, who is usually only mischievous, could also skillfully use a musical instrument.

Could it be that people from the Molina family are all musical geniuses?

The owner of the violin also widened his eyes in shock at this moment. Apart from surprise, there was also an expression of envy and admiration in his eyes.The little girl was also standing quietly at the moment, shaking her head over and over again, humming softly to the sound of the piano.

Although there was not much movement in the corner of the square, some passers-by were gradually attracted. Some people stopped and looked at the two girls, one big and one small, who were performing. They were quiet and focused. Slowly, driven by the music, they also Followed by humming lightly.

On the other side of the square not far away, a wandering singer wearing a cowboy hat was walking towards this side. He played his own acoustic guitar and joined the ranks of the performance.

In the center of the square, several gray-haired old men are gathering together to chat about music. They may be retired professors from the University of Music. They usually like to use their instruments to perform a song together in the square. At this moment, they are moved by the sound of the piano. Attractive, the cheerful rhythm touched them, they walked slowly towards the corner, some were holding saxophones, some were holding long pipes, and even an old man was dragging his own cello...

Some nearby residents heard the melodious music, pushed open the window, and saw the crowds of people in the square, their eyes lit up, and they brought their own musical instruments and came quickly from home...

More and more pedestrians gathered, and more and more people joined the performance with musical instruments. In the wide square, some people were playing the cello, some were playing the saxophone, and one even took out a baton, Conducting this group of people who have never met each other, opened an alternative "concert" in the square.

Passers-by sang together, and with the sound of the piano, the singing of "Ode to Joy" permeated the entire square and spread throughout the city.

"Goddess of Joy, holy and beautiful, shining brightly on the earth!"

"We come to your hall with enthusiasm in our hearts! Your power can make people erase all traces...Under your radiance, people are united as brothers..."

Huge voices filled every corner of the small town. People had bright and satisfied smiles on their faces and chanted and sang over and over again. In the crowd, Bella and Felisa always had warm and bright smiles. Beside them, Fan Bizhuang put down the shopping bags in his hands and body, took the little girl's hand, and sang together with the people around.

There was a deep warmth in the little girl's eyes. She looked at Fan Bizhuang and the crowd around her, and smiled sweetly.

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On the way back, Bella and Felisa obviously still had something to say. They had never played in front of so many people, and they had never played with so many people. Such an experience made them very excited.

Fan Bizhuang asked them with a smile: "I have never heard that you can play musical instruments. One can play the violin and the other can play the harmonica. This is really surprising!"

Felisa curled her lips and shouted: "That's because Uncle Fan is an idiot! Didn't Mr. Contrares tell you that our family loves music? Aunt Bella has learned the violin since she was a child. Me too, not only can I play the harmonica and the violin, but I can also play the piano. Ha, but the best one is Mr. Contrares, he can play several instruments, and his saxophone is amazing!"

"Ha, I didn't expect him to have this kind of skill. So, even if he doesn't do football-related work, Contrales can go to the symphony orchestra to find a job with a good salary? This old guy, hidden It's really deep."

"Of course, Contrales is the best father and the best man in the world!" Felisa raised her head, her face proud, like a peacock showing off.

"Okay, okay, I know your father is amazing, he is the best father in the world." Fan Bizhuang nodded with a smile, thought for a while, took out a beautiful small box from his pocket, and handed it to Felisa, "Here, here you go, Merry Christmas!"

"For me? A Christmas present? Oh yeah, you're so sweet, Uncle Van, you're better than Mr. Contrales! You're the best man in the world!"

Felica cheered again, and "sold" her father in a blink of an eye, happily took the gift box, gave Fan Bizhuang a hug and kiss enthusiastically, and then happily opened the gift in her hand.

(End of this chapter)