The sound of the violin was too sharp. It made people feel uncomfortable. It was as if something was pressing down on their hearts that could cause them to collapse at any moment.
"Put down the stupid thing in your hand! It's so unpleasant!" Someone couldn't take it anymore and shouted at the girl playing the violin unhappily. He picked up the beer can in his hand and smashed it at the girl.
The sound of the violin was still sharp and hurried. More and more people couldn't help but frown. Some sharp people felt that something was wrong and looked around uneasily. Some people slowly got off the barstool and winked at their companions, planning to leave early.
The order of the nightclub was a little out of control. Most of them were frustrated by the girl's violin-playing. The electronic door by the bar counter, which had been closed, opened with a bang. A group of black men rushed out and looked around the nightclub.
