John and Mo Long were chatting. After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Yu put down her pen and said, "I've finished writing."
At this moment, the sky outside was already beginning to brighten.
John took Jiang Yu's piece and roughly took a look. There were no big problems on this piece of music score.
He was prepared to see if there were any small problems that were difficult to notice, but he did not find a single problem from the beginning to the end.
"Your score is very good. I didn't find any problems," John couldn't help but praise.
Jiang Yu smiled shyly and said, "Actually, it's not that good. Compared to you, I'm still far from it."
John smiled and said, "Jiang Yu, don't be so modest. You're really excellent. I'm not wrong."
