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They raised their arms high and shouted in unison:

"Gan Yanyu!"

"Gan Yanyu!!"

"Gan Yanyu!!!"

The entire Golden Hall echoed with the girl's na.

Gan Yanyu's nose tingled with emotion, but she held back her feelings and stepped forward to grasp the trophy.

The trophy was cold and heavy. She instinctively tightened her grip, her knuckles turning white from the effort.

She lifted her head to look at the blur of lights and crowds below, her lips moved as if she wanted to say sothing, but the torrent of emotions choked her words.

In the end, Gan Yanyu only bowed deeply, deeply, as tears silently fell, dripping onto the cold crystal trophy, reflecting tiny shards of light...

Lin Tian stepped forward, gently patting the girl's back.

Gan Yanyu lifted her head to look at Lin Tian, her tear-streaked face eting the gaze of the young man.

They just cried and smiled, saying nothing.

Everything was in the silence.

Gan Yanyu handed the trophy to Lin Tian, and together they raised the trophy high in the air.

.....

Nannali cried, and she stood up, joining the audience in shouting Gan Yanyu's na, her young voice becoming hoarse.

.....

Yao Han said nothing, sitting in the front row of the theater, silent for a very long ti, while He Shumo adjacent was jumping up and down as if mad, continuously shouting slogans like "Show national prestige!" "Show national prestige!"

.....

Gan Hua and Tuoba Jianhui said nothing as they sat side by side until after a long while, Tuoba Jianhui turned his head and asked, "Want to go for a walk outside?"

"Mm." Gan Hua nodded.

The two elderly n held each other as they stood up from their seats.

.....

In the car, He Zhichen had gone mad with joy, repeatedly slapping the steering wheel, making cheers, causing the car horn to keep sounding "beep beep beep."

A glance at Gao Zhenyang beside him, who calmly played with his phone.

"What are you doing?" He Zhichen asked, leaning over, discovering Gao Zhenyang was searching "the best suit for a wedding ceremony officiant"...

The two then started wrestling with each other.

.....

Isaac quietly stood in a dark corner of the stage, his figure ahead, blocking the stage lights.

He did not look at the judges or the audience, just remained frozen in the pose of bowing his head, like a volcano suddenly cooled. The surrounding noise seed out of place with him.

Only those close to him might feel the massive, cold disappointnt emanating from him, the bewildernt after his inner faith completely collapsed.

A figure walked over and leaned against him.

Isaac turned his head and found it was Nishikawa Yuubei.

"(Aren't you going to congratulate your good friend Lin Tian? The loser is , not you.)" Isaac said slowly.

"(But my partner is only one.)"

Nishikawa Yuubei said, patting him on the shoulder, smiling and added,

"(I will be there for the next two years.)"

"(No matter how long it takes, I will keep fighting alongside you.)"

"....."

Isaac was stunned.

Soon he turned his head away, his shoulders trembled slightly, disdainfully saying:

"(You'd better stabilize your title of first pianist first....)"

....

....

"(Later, facing the dia, there will be a post-match speech segnt, the two teachers can take a rest, and go on stage soon.)"

After the trophy presentation, as they walked to the side of the stage, a staff mber said to Lin Tian and Gan Yanyu.

Lin Tian rembered then, there was such a segnt.

"According to convention, aren't we supposed to perform another piece?!"

Lin Tian suddenly awoke. Teacher Wan Qi had specially instructed about this matter, this performance segnt was also "very aningful," generally relating to so national thes.

"Bad, completely unprepared!"

Lin Tian began to panic, he had been solely focused on the competition all this ti, completely forgetting about it.

Should they now improvise a piece?

Won't it backfire without practice....

"How about we play 'Fate Symphony' again? This piece forcibly expressing a the of national pathos seems to fit...."

"Don't panic, Lin Tian."

At this mont, Gan Yanyu suddenly interrupted Lin Tian, mysteriously speaking,

"I have a way."

"You'll just watch my speech later!"

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