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... world!

After all, it is the agent of Bai Ai's orchestra. Daniel certainly has a good understanding of classical music. For example, his trumpet is said to be playing very well. A fancier of the "Falendor of the girl of Alai City" is quite unique and full of momentum. But if Daniel’s trumpet can barely reach the level of Pok Oi’s internship trumpeter...

Then his violin is not even qualified for college!

This is not music at all!

This is noise!

This is a crime!

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