The two comntators quickly resud their humorous and witty conversation.
The atmosphere in the audience was enthusiastic.
At the judges’ table, the judges exchanged looks; so frowned, so were serious... it was clear that the controversy was quite significant.
But, even the most conservative old-tirs on classical music issues.
Now, seeing the unprecedented cheers from the audience, they could also feel the strong popular sentint.
In the end, after a brief struggle, they showed a look of relief and noted down their scores on the score sheet.
...
anwhile,
in an office backstage.
Yao Han stood with arms crossed, watching all this with great interest.
Beside him, another male voice was heard:
"It seems that Teacher Gan Yanyu’s advancent should be secure. Those professors probably didn’t expect that this lone classical music piece would cause such a big reaction."
Yao Han turned his head, and He Shumo walked into the room.
The man leaned against the office desk, adjusting his glasses, and looked at the big screen with him,
"The old-tirs are just stubborn, not senile. They can tell how outstanding this ’Blue Danube’ is."
Yao Han said with so mockery, "They can’t bear the responsibility of letting such a work be buried."
"Indeed, Mr. Lin Tian and Teacher Gan Yanyu’s stage... it’s excessively strong."
He Shumo sighed deeply.
As a scholar dedicated to academics, he could not find any faults in such a performance.
Beyond admiration, there’s only more admiration left.
If these two can’t advance, the whole Music Association will beco the target of criticism.
"But I must remind you, even so, that’s only because this is the preliminary round."
He Shumo said seriously,
"You should be aware, they won’t let soone who only plays classical music represent Tian Chao — this year’s Ker Cup, the Association is determined to win."
"Yes, who would have thought, there are so many outstanding cellists in Tian Chao this year?"
Facing He Shumo’s earnestness, Yao Han smiled lightly again,
"Gan Yanyu, Bai Junze, Nannali, Bai Xi, Mao Weiang, Zhang Yunwen..."
Each of these contestants possesses talents that transcend their tis.
If spread across different eras, each might beco a legend in the music world... yet, coincidentally, they all gather in the 2025 Dragon Violin Cup.
In such a "great situation,"
it’s understandable for the ambitions of the Heavenly Dynasty Music Association to swell.
The honor of the Ker Cup is not just personal, but for the entire Tian Chao music community.
Perhaps,
this year might be the most hopeful one to win the championship in 16 years since Gan Hua.
Ultimately, deciding which contestant to send to this year’s Ker Cup becos crucial.
But no matter who is chosen,
it’s impossible to choose soone who can only play classical music.
This is risking the honor of the entire Tian Chao cello.
years ago, Gan Hua’s experience has beco an indelible scar on Tian Chao’s cello to this day.
They will absolutely not let such a situation happen again.....
"Coincidentally, Gan Yanyu is also Elder Gan’s granddaughter."
Thinking of this, Yao Han couldn’t help but laugh again.
All of this is like a large boorang.
Thrown 16 years ago, 16 years later, it hits back again.
If, by chance, one in ten thousand,
Gan Yanyu ends up winning the Dragon Violin Cup and represents Tian Chao in the competition.
All of this... that would be so interesting!
Yao Han was eager, waiting to see that day co. At that ti, what kind of a storm would the music world face...
"Is this the reason you’ve been supporting Mr. Lin Tian and Teacher Gan Yanyu?"
He Shumo adjusted his glasses, feeling a touch of wicked delight.
"Not exactly."
Yao Han said,
"Don’t you think, after 16 years... it’s ti for the Dragon Violin Cup to have a big change?"
"I’m not optimistic."
He Shumo stepped off the desk and walked to the office door,
"I’m going to rest now. When Bai Xi performs, call ."
Saying this, He Shumo opened the door,
Just as he was about to step out, he turned back,
"Next ti, in the semifinals, Mr. Lin Tian and Teacher Gan Yanyu won’t have it as easy as today."
"At that ti, even under imnse public pressure, the old-tirs certainly won’t let them advance to the finals."
"They can’t afford any mishaps with the Association’s honor at stake...."
"Bang—"
The door closed.
...
At this mont, right below the office.
In another lounge, Mao Weiang watched Lin Tian and Gan Yanyu bow off the stage, emptying a bottle of water in one go.
It was hot when first poured, but during the daze of watching the performance, unknowingly... it had cooled?
Mao Weiang smiled appreciatively.
He uncurled his legs and stood up, his agent hurriedly approached,
"What’s wrong, Mr. Mao?"
"Let’s go."
"Go... go?"
The agent was slightly perplexed, "Aren’t you staying to watch the rest of the competition? There’s also Bai Xi’s performance..."
"Not watching."
Mao Weiang picked up his cello, smiling gently,
"I have to prepare for the next ’battle’ now."
"Next... next one?" The agent didn’t understand.
The results of the preliminary round were still pending, with the semifinals yet half a month away.
How was it already the "next one"?
Mao Weiang smiled silently, walking out of the lounge, the agent quickly followed.
Walking down the long corridor, Mao Weiang continued to gently shake the freshly re-filled hot water, with his favorite goji berries inside.
As he shook it, his expression grew increasingly radiant with a smile.
"Lin Tian....."
"With your piece, the two of us will have plenty to discuss in the future."
This is not a confrontation between two people.
This is a duel between Tian Chao classical music and pop music!
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