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Even though it’s a table full of dishes Gan Yanyu usually loves to eat,

the girl today is eating with an unusually gloomy deanor.

It’s as if her sorrow can’t catch up with her honest and simple little mouth.

With a mournful face, she’s still eagerly tucking into the piping hot sweet and sour pork ribs.

"Lin Tian, am I really useless..."

"Lin Tian, the competition is next week..."

"Lin Tian, what should I do..."

Lin Tian watched Gan Yanyu like this, crying out in sorrow while alternatively stuffing ribs into her mouth and blowing on them to cool them down...

It seed like she wasn’t very upset after all.

"You need to eat to have the strength to think of a solution..."

Gan Yanyu weakly said, noticing Lin Tian’s gaze, and took another bite of the ribs.

"....."

"I ssaged Gao Zhenyang."

Lin Tian briefly explained the situation to Gao Zhenyang on WeChat,

regarding the Star Cup competition, the incident with fans holding up light boards, and the organizers’ indifferent response...

Others might think that caring about such things is a bit too delicate.

But Gao Zhenyang knew about Gan Yanyu’s situation.

As a director of the Qingzhou City Music Association and with such a broad network, the only hope was with him.

[Understood, Teacher Lin Tian.]

[I have a friend on the Star Cup organizing committee, I’ll ntion it to them.]

[But, don’t get your hopes up too high, the committee is very complex, and it’s possible that the organizers are intentionally allowing this to happen. If that’s the case, I don’t think it will have much effect.]

"....."

Gao Zhenyang always speaks with high emotional intelligence.

In summary, there’s not much hope, so prepare for multiple eventualities.

Lin Tian is already imnsely grateful for Gao Zhenyang’s help and wouldn’t ask for more.

"Mr. Gan."

"Ah...?"

"What are you afraid of?"

Lin Tian asked.

The issue here was why the pressure mounts up so much when there are fans supporting her from the audience.

It seems like a superfluous question, but Lin Tian wanted to understand more clearly.

"I....."

"Is it because you’re afraid of disappointing their expectations? For example, worrying that you won’t perform well in front of the fans, letting them down and such."

That was very much in line with Gan Yanyu’s persona.

Lin Tian guessed it was likely the reason.

"Part of it is like that..."

Gan Yanyu said in a low voice, "After all, I know I’m really useless, completely unsuitable for the big stage... It’s just because I have a pleasing face and with grandpa’s na, that I’ve gained a lot of fa which my actual talent doesn’t warrant."

"You need to believe in your own talent."

Lin Tian said sowhat helplessly.

After going in circles and coming back to the sa point, it’s still a matter of confidence.

However, Gan Yanyu had said "part of it," which implies that it wasn’t the main reason.

"What else"

"I feel that many people... they didn’t co because they like , just to watch fail..."

"Hmm?"

This perspective made Lin Tian startled,

"Why would that be?"

"Because I’ve gotten used to it... It’s always been like this."

Gan Yanyu put down her chopsticks and said softly.

"..."

Lin Tian quickly recalled the first ti he went with Gan Yanyu to a concert, and the two rude girls they encountered at the door.

Right.

Gan Yanyu has always been like this.

The title of "Elder Gan’s successor" has been weighing on her since her debut, bringing her an inordinate amount of attention.

Those people eagerly coming to watch Gan Yanyu’s performance.

Do they truly appreciate Gan Yanyu, or do they just want to see her fail?

The answer is obvious...

At least until Gan Yanyu’s concert sets her reputation in stone.

It’s likely the latter.

Gan Yanyu has grown up in such an environnt.

For any normal person starting from scratch, becoming an idol in every sense of the word,

the process is generally like this:

A nobody - gradually gaining an audience, starting to have fans - audiences increase, facing critics and haters - amidst doubts and cheers, slowly turning cheers into a breakthrough against criticism, eventually evolving into an invincible figure.

But Gan Yanyu’s path has been erratic:

From the start, the crowd was at its maximum.

There was no scenario where "audience" and "fans" grew from zero together.

This led to constant criticism without optimistic views.

From beginning to end, almost no positive feedback; she had to rely on her own willpower to break through everyone’s doubts and grow into the figure she wants to be.

Just the thought of it is terrifying.

In this world, no matter what you do...

Lack of positive feedback is a nightmare.

Every successful person must learn to find a positive feedback point for themselves in their endeavor, maybe friends’ encouragent, maybe steadily rising exam scores...

For Gan Yanyu,

it may only be the sense of fulfillnt when performing classical music.

So, this "getting used to it" that Gan Yanyu ntioned, is just this...

In her eyes, those holding up light boards, those coming to her performances, might not necessarily be her genuine fans.

Maybe, everyone is just waiting to laugh at her.

"I understand."

Lin Tian said, "So, it’s not that you dislike the feeling of being liked; you just think that kind of affection is fake, making you feel uneasy, right?"

"Sort of... that’s correct."

Gan Yanyu nodded.

"When the day cos, just focus on the competition, and leave the rest to !"

Lin Tian said with full confidence.

If that’s the case, then it’s too easy to handle.

Much simpler than the issue of being overwheld by the worry of disappointing the fans!

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