"Ah this."
Bai Junze was stunned for a mont and didn’t know what to say.
Beside him, Mao Weiang thoughtfully squeezed his chin and said,
"Indeed, when we were playing together just now, I felt a strong sense of pressure from Mr. Bai Junze, and I had to perform with more vigor than usual when playing with him."
"...."
Gan Yanyu’s eyes slightly widened with a thoughtful expression, a hint of relief flashed through her gaze...
"Don’t secretly rejoice just because soone is even more independent than you."
Lin Tian tapped Gan Yanyu on the head as he said this, causing her to cover her head and howl in pain.
Such a role was usually played by Gan Yanyu in the past.
Putting her own performance above others’ well-being and whatnot.....
Unexpectedly, the current Gan Yanyu has grown, yet she encountered another person with the sa issue.
Afterward, Lin Tian looked at Mao Weiang and said solemnly,
"What’s going on?"
"I don’t know!"
Upon realizing the truth, Bai Junze felt sowhat resigned, cross-legged and unconcerned, holding the cello as he turned away.
"Mr. Bai, since you’re going to perform together, you need to have the appropriate attitude." Lin Tian said helplessly.
"I really don’t know!"
Bai Junze spread his hands,
"I seldom even use accompanint in my usual competitions; this is my first ti playing with others!"
Hearing this, Lin Tian was sowhat surprised.
Thinking about it carefully, indeed.
Throughout Bai Junze’s two Dragon Violin Cup performances, the accompanying orchestra almost had no presence and was constantly running after Bai Junze.
"Try playing it solo again, let listen." Lin Tian said.
Lin Tian also saw clearly.
His destiny seed to be training cellists.
On the surface, it seed as if Gan Yanyu was nurtured by Lin Tian.
In reality, Lin Tian himself was forcefully trained by Gan Yanyu to beco a "cello doctor" specializing in cello-related issues.
Soon, Bai Junze picked up the bow again.
Setting aside other matters, although Bai Junze showed obvious displeasure, he was willing to cooperate with Lin Tian.
In this regard, Lin Tian felt there was still hope.
"...."
After a solo piece.
"No problem." Lin Tian murmured.
The sa familiar formula, didn’t notice anything wrong.
Seems it really was the previous issue—
Conflicting styles.
Lin Tian asked the three to start playing together again.
"...."
This ti, Lin Tian kept an eye on Bai Junze’s cello.
As the climax unfolded with a multi-layered ensemble.
In the beginning, everything was very normal.
Gradually, after three to five seconds into the performance.
Bai Junze’s cello began to exert pressure.....
The pressure ca suddenly, ignoring Mao Weiang and Gan Yanyu’s cellos completely.
Soon, after this pressure ca upon them.
Gan Yanyu’s cello couldn’t help but start to increase its force as well!
Gan Yanyu is the type that,
At the mont, she can still maintain rationality under Lin Tian’s guidance.
But this doesn’t an that other people’s music won’t stimulate her fighting spirit.
Being accustod to being the "absolute core," her passive skills were triggered instantly by this pressure.
Hence, she lost control too and clashed with Bai Junze.....
"Mr. Bai, slow down!!" Lin Tian called out to Bai Junze repeatedly.
Bai Junze, imrsed in performance, heard the voices, reacted, and quickly relaxed his hands.
The music seed to calm down again.
However, this calmness only lasted for two seconds.
After two seconds, Bai Junze’s cello once again began to rush at lightning speed, racing away!
"...."
As expected.
The ensemble ssed up once again.
"Co on, you’re playing in an ensemble, could you control the dynamics a bit while performing?"
Lin Tian couldn’t take it anymore, he said bluntly.
"I am trying!" Bai Junze replied discontentedly.
"I can’t tell at all!"
"I can’t hear their music, okay?"
"...."
After a round of argunts.
The practice room fell into temporary silence.
"I believe Mr. Bai Junze isn’t doing it intentionally."
At this ti, Mao Weiang spoke with heartfelt words,
"Everyone has a different performance style, once they enter their own field, it’s often beyond their control."
"That’s why I said from the beginning, senior~"
Bai Junze spread his hands with so helplessness,
"I am just not soone who can collaborate well with others."
"...."
Lin Tian fell silent, words stuck in his throat, unable to speak.
After a while,
Bai Junze picked up his cello, walked over to Lin Tian, patted his shoulder,
"Sorry, senior, I failed to et your expectations."
"But you did misjudge ; I am not the person you thought I was."
With that said,
Bai Junze walked straight out.
"Mr. Bai Junze!!" Mao Weiang called out to him but couldn’t stop him.
He turned to look at Lin Tian only to find Lin Tian silent.
Thus, watched Bai Junze leave the practice room.
In an instant, there were only three people left in the room.
"..."
At this mont,
Lin Tian took a deep breath and looked at the two in front of him.
This ti he understood.
This ensemble was destined not to be easy right from the start.
Previously with Bai Xi, Nannali, Yun Qiuxiu.
The reason they could easily cooperate was that they had the sa goal—
To organize the strongest classical music concert ever.
But this ti’s ensemble.
Filled with contradictions from the start.
——Use one piece to reconcile classical music with pop music.
First, Lin Tian himself could hardly say he reconciled with pop music.
He agreed to this largely because he recognized Mao Weiang’s "redemption."
On the other hand, Lin Tian felt promoting classical music was a good thing.
Let more people feel the charm of classical music through their collaboration, that’s the main goal.
Mao Weiang was not simple either; his redemption mindset outweighed completing this task’s significance.
But Bai Junze, from the very beginning, seed completely uninterested in this kind of thing.
Each held their own hidden motives.
Moreover, Lin Tian and Gan Yanyu, as classical musicians, were fundantally different in playing style from Mao Weiang and Bai Junze.
Their communication and exchange,
were like classical music and pop music.
Filled with contradictions and difficulties.
"Do we... need to practice more?"
Gan Yanyu said softly.
"Let’s call it a day."
Lin Tian said.
He turned his head to look at Mao Weiang,
"Thank you for your hard work today, Mr. Mao Weiang."
"You too, Mr. Lin Tian."
Mao Weiang looked up, smiling and sighing,
"This piece is well-written, I’ll study it carefully later."
"And about Bai Junze..." Gan Yanyu began, sowhat worried.
"We can’t just leave him behind."
Lin Tian said.
If from the start, Bai Junze hadn’t been invited, Lin Tian might have let it go.
But after going through this, it’s impossible for Lin Tian to give up on him now.
He refuses to believe in failure.
There can’t be a cellist that he can’t help!
"I’ll find him tomorrow and have a good talk." Lin Tian said.
And...
Lin Tian could feel it.
If Bai Junze’s issue isn’t resolved, they can’t overco this challenge themselves.
How can their music move people?
...
...
The next day.
In a Baijing teppanyaki restaurant.
Bai Junze personally cooked a steak for Lin Tian and placed it in Lin Tian’s bowl.
"I feel embarrassed, senior, letting you cover the cost again."
Bai Junze grinned and then took a piece for himself.
With a laid-back deanor, it seed as though yesterday’s events hadn’t happened.
This brought so comfort to Lin Tian.
At least, this guy was willing to et him, which ant they could communicate.
"It’s nothing. Surely you aren’t short on money?"
Lin Tian asked tentatively,
"Isn’t your dad the richest man?"
"Oh co on! It’s not exaggerated. Those music dia love to pounce on rumors, thinking ’forr richest man’s son’ makes for a great headline, and it spreads everywhere."
"What about your dad then..."
"Just a small business owner, twenty years ago he was briefly the richest in the city, but it didn’t last."
Bai Junze waved his hand,
"My family was already on the verge of collapse before I left ho."
"I see."
Lin Tian wasn’t sure how much truth was in Bai Junze’s words.
But what he said made sense.
Exaggerating facts and creating stars is indeed what the dia loves to do.
But even so,
a cal dying of hunger is still bigger than a horse, Bai Junze’s family shouldn’t be that bad.
At least better than being a drifter in Baijing.
"Let’s et at the practice room tonight and try again."
"Have rcy on , senior!"
Bai Junze clasped his hands together, making a gesture of pleading,
"I really can’t cooperate with others....."
"Have you thought about why?"
Lin Tian asked, not waiting for Bai Junze to respond.
He continued,
"In my view, your cello playing is too aggressive. It’s not that you play badly, but that you try to take on the responsibilities of other cellists as well, which is why this happens."
Hearing these words.
Bai Junze’s expression suddenly froze.
He looked at Lin Tian, after a while, muttered,
"You saw through that... I don’t know what to say."
"It’s because I understand you cellists too well."
Lin Tian put a piece of steak in his mouth, his tone both proud and helpless,
"So, you just need to relax a bit, Mr. Gan and Mao Weiang are both excellent cellists, they are not inferior to you. Trust them, and the problem will be solved."
"That’s precisely the hardest thing."
Bai Junze said,
"I’ve tried, but I can’t control it, can I?"
In the last rehearsal.
After hearing Lin Tian’s call to stop, Bai Junze had already paused.
However, it lasted just two seconds.
Soon, his cello started overtaking again.
"How can this be uncontrollable?"
Lin Tian didn’t quite understand, he frowned anxiously,
"Do you think Mr. Gan isn’t as good as you?"
"No, no, it’s not that."
Bai Junze said,
"I just can’t trust anyone."
He leaned back in his chair, shoulders relaxing.
This disheveled, unkempt man finally dropped his nonchalant facade.
He looked at the ceiling, in his deep eyes seed to flash scenes of mories,
"Because of my useless father."
"Your dad?"
"Yeah."
Bai Junze smiled slightly,
"That useless dad once said he’d support no matter what I wanted to do. But he spent his whole life doing business outside, and wouldn’t let learn the violin, just wanted to find a stable job, and stay put in the small town."
"In the end, his own company went bankrupt due to poor managent, and he took it out on , who was learning the cello."
"That night eight years ago, he barged into my room and smashed my cello."
"Since then, I left ho and never went back."
When Bai Junze said this sentence.
His eyes glittered with a hint of satisfaction, as if the scene from eight years ago was still vivid.
Hearing this, Lin Tian understood.
Besides seeking inspiration, Bai Junze’s wandering life was also a "punishnt" for his father.
"Why tell so much?"
Lin Tian asked,
"Just because I took you to wash your feet?"
"Haha, maybe."
Bai Junze laughed heartily, then took a sip of the iced beer on the table,
"But, Mr. Lin Tian, I really admire you... sincerely."
"You are soone who will achieve great things in the future, unlike ."
Bai Junze said earnestly,
"So, you’d better not waste any more ti on ."
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