"Have you caused enough trouble yet?"
At that moment, Mao Weiang walked out of the rehearsal room.
After days of pent-up frustration, reaching his limit, he finally erupted at Bai Junze,
"I'm fighting with my entire life's reputation on the line. I don't care if you have to go home or do whatever else. If you're not interested in our ensemble, please don't get in the way!!"
In the hallway,
two department employees passing by looked at Mao Weiang with surprise.
They had never seen Maozi so angry before.
After Mao Weiang roared at Bai Junze's back shadow,
Bai Junze seemed not to hear it at all.
He trembled all over and suddenly knelt in front of Gan Yanyu.
His trembling, vein-covered hands reached for the cello.
"Dad..."
Bai Junze muttered softly, biting his lip.
Behind him, Mao Weiang was completely stunned at this scene.
"That cello..."
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Saturday.
