"Isn’t our Gan always kind?"
Lin Tian smiled and said,
"I didn’t let her co. I was afraid if there’s sothing sad here, she’d hear it and feel sad with you, and then we’d be going ho hand in hand during the semifinals."
"..."
Nannali fell silent.
She played with the little bear ornant on her Lolita dress, her gaze dim.
—— Truth be told, this little toy looks quite nice.
If this bear could ease tension, Lin Tian considered buying one for Gan Yanyu too, so she wouldn’t have to keep pinching her thighs.
They watched the air hang quietly for about 20 seconds.
"Don’t just stay silent."
Lin Tian spoke up.
He crossed his arms and leaned against the wall,
"What’s the matter?"
Lin Tian raised his voice.
Those who don’t know Lin Tian might misunderstand him.
They might think Lin Tian is the kind of super nice guy who’s empathetic, communicates patiently, knows how to open a girl’s heart, saving an introverted girl from distress — after all, there’s no more authoritative case than that of Gan Yanyu.
In fact, that’s completely wrong.
Because all these superior qualities of his are limited to one person.
Gan Yanyu.
Lin Tian is patient, but not much.
He’s basically the kind of person who doesn’t speak human language very well.
He stands by one principle: only scolding n, but gender doesn’t matter.
What Lin Tian can’t tolerate is when he offers free emotional value to soone, and the other person stays silent.
Why, do you want to guess?
In this world, the only one he’d guess for is Gan Yanyu.
If other won stay silent, Lin Tian’s patience tends to be judged by the other person’s looks.
If they’re ugly, at this point Lin Tian would have slapped them.
Luckily,
Lin Tian doesn’t hate Western girls.
With Nannali’s appearance, Lin Tian could still allow her to stay introverted for another two minutes.
At this mont, on the big screen, the competition had already started.
Two comntators began their passionate comntary.
"..."
Since Lin Tian and Gan Yanyu’s performance sequence was relatively late, Lin Tian was not in a hurry.
Since Nannali wasn’t speaking, he might as well watch the competition here.
He sat down on the sofa, and Nannali next to him gave him a startled glance, but Lin Tian didn’t mind her, just focused on the big screen.
Nannali bit her lip, hesitating to speak, but still raised her head to look at the screen.
In the lounge.
The two of them didn’t say a word, just watched the live broadcast.
In the room, only the broadcast’s performance sound was left.
After watching for half an hour or so.
Lin Tian stood up.
"Alright, since you don’t want to say anything, I’ll head back."
Lin Tian was about to head toward the door.
"W-why do you care about ?"
Nannali’s voice ca from behind.
Lin Tian turned his head,
"Co on, it’s not who cares about you, it’s Gan Yanyu, she begged to co."
"..."
Nannali bit her lip again, showing a struggling look on her face,
"I just feel... saying things like this to you guys would... be very embarrassing....."
"Seriously, you’re actually worried about being embarrassed."
Lin Tian said in surprise,
"I thought you’d lost face in front of Mr. Gan a long ti ago after losing so many tis and still insisted on being a tagalong....."
"Do you really have to say it so harshly?"
Nannali suddenly beca agitated, covering her face, not knowing if she was trying hard to suppress the urge to brawl with Lin Tian, or not wanting Lin Tian to see her cry.
"This... might be my last performance in the Tian Chao."
"That’s great, isn’t it?"
Lin Tian said, "I rember you vaguely said before that your dream was to go ho, right?"
"This going ho is different from that going ho....."
Nannali took a deep breath.
After a pause, she still said,
"I want to go back to Europe, to study at an art academy."
"But, if I lose to Gan Yanyu here, I have to go ho to accept my family’s arrangent..... that’s my agreent with my mom."
"I see." Lin Tian suddenly understood.
No wonder Nannali stuck to Gan Yanyu like a ghost.
Now that I see it, it seems understandable.
To be honest,
From Nannali’s perspective,
it’s possible to hate Gan Yanyu to the core.
In this light, this girl doesn’t seem as annoying as she appears on the surface.
"Because you want to learn art — so you have to keep performing?"
Lin Tian smiled,
"How ironic."
"You feel the sa way, don’t you?"
Upon hearing this sentence,
Nannali suddenly felt like she’d found a kindred spirit, forced a smile, and said,
"So you haven’t lost yet, have you?"
This was the part Lin Tian couldn’t understand.
If the agreent was to defeat Gan Yanyu here,
the competition hasn’t even started yet, so why look so defeated?
After all, even if it’s a losing battle in Gan Yanyu’s eyes,
she would still strive to adjust her state and perform the piece perfectly.....
Exactly.
Lin Tian thought again.
That is Gan Yanyu’s passion.
Maybe Nannali couldn’t be so poised?
Faced with Lin Tian’s self-questioning,
Gan Yanyu hadn’t said a word yet.
At this mont, a voice sounded on the big screen:
"Let’s welco the next contestant, Bai Junze!"
With that familiar figure appearing, Lin Tian and Nannali sat up straight, focusing their eyes on the big screen.
3, 2, 1——
After counting down silently in his heart, Bai Junze’s performance began!
Just like before,
another rather frantic and exciting piece——"Leopard Terminator."
It was actually rock music.
Isn’t this a cello competition?!
Lin Tian marveled at Bai Junze’s creativity.
Even Bai Xi, who was so innovative in modern music, wouldn’t dare to make such a change.
Yet, this kid really got the crowd going on stage.
With the accompanint,
Bai Junze’s cello, filled with LED lights, turned into a cyber weapon once again, shining brightly on stage.
"So cool."
Lin Tian genuinely admired him, though he couldn’t quite understand, he always greatly respected this guy.
After all, Lin Tian had seen plenty of "cellist lunatics," but Bai Junze was sothing else.
Lin Tian turned his head, just about to share with Nannali.
But the girl in front of him was completely in a daze.
Nannali was just like that, staring up at the performance, srized.
Her face full of longing.
After a while, as the music’s climax passed,
soaking in the interlude.
She lowered her head and reconnected with the previous topic.
"My mother ca."
"So?"
"I thought I could face all of this calmly and proudly. In fact, I had already prepared for today’s performance. No matter the outco, I would accept it."
Nannali looked at the cello beside her, her eyes softened,
"But maybe I’m not as strong as I imagined....."
...
Lin Tian watched her, equally stunned.
"Because your mom is coming to watch your competition, so you found out that all your ntal preparation was gone — can I understand it that way?"
Lin Tian said,
"Then you’re quite afraid of your mom, unlike , I’m not afraid of ghosts — especially not those who died tragically."
"It’s not so much being afraid of my mother, as being afraid of the mories, everything related to the cello."
Nannali looked at Lin Tian,
"I really envy you all."
"Being able to happily do what you love on stage, if I had such a position, maybe the sitting here now would be even more splendid!"
"Actually, I was really tempted to ridicule just now....."
Lin Tian said with a wry smile,
"Nannali, how exactly do you know you hate music?"
"....."
Hearing this, Nannali was taken aback.
"What I an is."
Lin Tian said,
"How did you determine that? Maybe I don’t understand you Brits, but we Tians typically wouldn’t perform to this extent if we really hated it."
"I...I just have talent..."
Nannali said,
but her voice grew quieter.
Then, the girl murmured,
"I... I never once wanted to continue playing....."
"Was there ever a mont when you found performing actually enjoyable?"
Lin Tian asked,
"I think you’re just overthinking it, what’s it got to do with whether you like it or not? Just finish this performance and then talk about it!"
"I..."
"Next contestant, Nannali!"
With the voice on the big screen,
the girl flinched, her whole body shivering.
Turning her head,
Lin Tian gave her a thumbs up,
"Go for it, Teacher Nannali!"
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