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"(These cellists seem to have one thing in common.)"

"(What commonality?)"

Connor turned his head, his expression could be described with so fear:

"(They are all musicians who played classical music in the first round...)"

....

At this mont, Lin Tian and Gan Yanyu, standing on the stage, were also bewildered as they looked at the scene below.

Until these cellists placed their fists over their hearts—this was a heartfelt blessing for the perforrs about to appear on stage.

They looked at Lin Tian and Gan Yanyu with calm and resolute eyes. One British cellist even pointed towards the statue of the musician in the Golden Hall.

The aning was clear—

Reach the summit here.

"..."

From those glances, Lin Tian understood.

They were expressing their support for him and Gan Yanyu in the most subtle way possible.

Lin Tian and Gan Yanyu exchanged glances and couldn’t help but smile.

As it turns out,

In this arena filled with arrogant white musicians, they were not unknown.

Seeing that the pair understood their gesture, the cellists all returned to their seats.

In the eyes of other spectators and cellists,

They couldn’t comprehend why these people were honoring two relatively unknown Tian Chao cellists with such regard.

But only these people knew.

These two young individuals, whom they deed insignificant,

What kind of legendary era they had created in 2024-2025.

It was an era nad "Moonlight and Cat"; nad "Fate Symphony," "Ode to Love," "Symphony in G Minor ’Pathétique’"...!

In this classical music grandiose enough to stand in music history, Moonlight and Cat brought an unprecedented classical era to the world and to musicians who devoted their lifelong talents to classical music!!

Here.

They would witness firsthand, the creators of this era.

Here, writing down their stories!

...

Lin Tian nodded slightly, shrugged his shoulders.

When he stood up with Gan Yanyu in the lounge earlier, he actually heard the discussions of people in the lounge.

Topics like "connections," "how can they perform after Isaac and Brian" and the like.

Lin Tian paid no attention to them.

And Gan Yanyu, who used to be affected, also remained silent after hearing those comnts.

Lin Tian knew why.

Because they were both very clear that those who made such comnts had no idea what kind of people Lin Tian and Gan Yanyu were, nor did they understand the current situation, only wanting to see the joke of two presumptuous perforrs using connections.

The truth is, they didn’t know at all.

They were the challengers!

...

Begin with the cello—

As the girl lifted her bow, her side hair and the bow floated in the air together, leading the lody to fly out from the movent.

The cello sounded.

Lin Tian’s piano imdiately followed.

The mont the boy’s fingers touched the keys, the notes ca alive.

The first to leap out was an eighth note, a little sprite wearing a Turkish fez, sorsaulting on the edge of the ebony keys, fine gold dust shaking from its red velvet vest.

The moonlight flowed down the arpeggio. The middle segnt’s lody unfurled like night on silk, with silver-threaded vines winding through the folds, each legato note hiding a raw moonstone beneath the fabric.

The start was a climax!

This lively music, with its joyous dance, started a hot dance in the Golden Hall.

Almost the instant the music started.

Nishikawa Yuubei, seated, slightly widened his eyes:

"Such... innocent music."

The primary the in A major was like a Rococo mirror hall, decorative notes infinitely reflected between mirrors, each trill imprisoning a glass butterfly.

Such elegant artistic rhythm, with a childlike joy, brought all the audience’s emotions to jump with it.

"(This is too cute!)" Connor couldn’t help but exclaim.

Innocence, no other adjective suits this piece better.

In the audience of the Golden Hall, a child even clapped happily along with the beat. The parent beside also showed a delighted smile, imitating the child. The joyous atmosphere instantly infected the entire audience.

If the audience was like this, then there’s no need to speak for the perforrs.

Seeing the adorable child in the audience, Lin Tian and Gan Yanyu exchanged a knowing smile.

Then, they infused this emotion into their instrunts, joining the ensemble with even more exuberant posture.

At this mont, the stage transford into the setting for their joyful duet dance.

"(Sounds great!)"

Perez praised honestly,

"(The ’Turkish March’... my god, it’s been so long since I’ve heard a march that lifts the spirit this much!)"

Compared to the performances of the previous two rounds.

Isaac brought an extre oppressive depth.

Brian’s haughty nobility and grandeur.

Only Lin Tian and Gan Yanyu now.

Their music was pure, simple, making people feel so relaxed and joyful.

After experiencing two rounds of music, hearing such a piece now truly felt like an enjoynt.....

"(What a great composition! Damn it!)"

Connor, who had stayed calm until now, finally couldn’t hold back and cursed.

The rhythm of the eighth notes was like precise gears shing seamlessly, with sixteenth notes interspersed like liquid rcury flowing rapidly in the gaps, shimring with a silver light.

The primary lody’s rhythm of 3.2 cycles per second was just right to stimulate the brain to release dopamine that brings happiness.....

The result is!

This "Turkish March" spun endlessly like a wind-up music box.

The more you listened, the more addictive it beca... you just couldn’t stop!!

Connor glanced again at the list, reviewing the piece section he had overlooked.

["Turkish March" - Lin Tian.]

"Haha, it really is him!!"

Connor couldn’t help but laugh out loud, but inside, he couldn’t help but tremble.

If he hadn’t been able to make a conclusion before the performance began.

Then, after hearing this "Turkish March," he could imdiately be sure.

It must be him!

Except for the Lin Tian who defeated Nishikawa Yuubei, no other "Lin Tian" could compose such a piece.

Unexpectedly,

The wondrous Eastern composer he admired from years past would be encountered at this Keller Cup!

Connor was both excited to have t the rumored composer and filled with a chill of fear upon seeing such a powerful competitor.

"(That’s not the main point.)"

Perez beside him, however, showcased rare calmness at this mont.

He reminded,

"(The main point is the state needed for this piece!)"

Obviously, to perform such a piece well in an important contest, first and foremost, one needs absolute "confidence."

Only by focusing wholeheartedly, leaving everything in the contest behind, and imrsing oneself completely in the music, can such emotions be transmitted to others.

And Lin Tian and Gan Yanyu.

After experiencing Isaac and Brian’s performances, they still weren’t affected in the slightest....

What a terrifying state that is.

Their confidence isn’t like Brian’s innate arrogance.

Theirs cos from pure trust in their abilities and partnership!

Because they never regarded any contestants, including Isaac and Brian, as a threat!

anwhile,

In the second waiting room, Zorn, witnessing such a performance, was already dumbfounded.

He recalled what happened in the viewing room that day.

"You are not as good as I am—"

The girl’s words,

Could it be, that it wasn’t directed at him?

But at everyone in the viewing room back then...?

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