"Um... maybe?"
Yanyu herself was not too sure.
How should she put it?
For a girl, sotis she does not even know what she is really thinking in the depths of her heart, subconsciously...
Her thoughts at the ti were without any impurity.
Casting aside all muscle mory, completely rging into the music, just pulling the bow, constantly pulling...
It was like she suddenly thought of sothing.
Lin Tian asked,
"How do you, yourself, evaluate that performance?"
With this question,
The girl’s small face visibly blushed.
She twirled her hair with her fingers, her slender legs gently rubbing each other.
"Actually... I’m quite satisfied."
"How satisfied?"
"At that mont, I felt that we created the best music..."
After saying this, Yanyu quickly bowed her head in embarrassnt.
"That’s right!"
Lin Tian clapped his hands.
You see, Yanyu has two major strengths.
First, she plays the cello very well.
Yet, Yanyu is always very self-doubting, feeling worthless, and has to hypnotize herself with muscle mory...
Second, she is very beautiful.
On this count, Yanyu unexpectedly has a great awareness of herself, always able to throw out all sorts of shocking nonsense that doesn’t fit her character very sincerely!
Whenever Lin Tian looks surprised, Yanyu would reveal a very innocent and guileless look.
As if saying "Ah, isn’t it normal for to be cute..."
It’s irresistibly convincing.
Clearly all are Yanyu’s strengths.
As naturally as she accepts her own beauty, she feels so inferior about her music!
And now, she has for the first ti, such a high opinion of her own music.
Clearly,
"Feeling confident about her music is the most important reason for not falling ill this ti."
Lin Tian concluded.
The reason Yanyu feels uncomfortable on stage is simply because everything conflicting is magnified.
The gaze from the audience, the lights on the stage, the tense and oppressive atmosphere...
As long as she has enough confidence in her music.
Everything can be resolved.
The only thing that can hurt her is the "scream" in the music itself, but that’s insignificant.
Thus, Yanyu’s illness is not incurable.
There is a cure!
Lin Tian quickly felt uplifted.
Although there may not be a good solution at this stage, just knowing this is enough to excite anyone...
This signifies,
Yanyu will no longer be a cellist destined for no ending.
She will have a future!
"...."
"Lin Tian... Tomorrow, are we going to school together?"
After a brief silence.
Yanyu yawned, clearly already feeling sowhat sleepy.
Hearing this, Lin Tian was slightly stunned.
"Let’s go together."
"Okay."
...
...
The next morning.
Lin Tian, carrying a backpack, stood downstairs waiting.
Because he ca down early, he leisurely scrolled on his phone.
"Lin Tian."
With a pleasant female voice coming from behind.
The boy turned around.
Yanyu, dressed in a school uniform, with a backpack, ran over facing him.
A breeze blew, lifting the girl’s hair.
Caressing her charming face.
Like a painting.
"..."
At that mont,
Lin Tian finally had a genuine feeling in his heart.
High school student Gan Yanyu was really about to start school...
As she approached Lin Tian, Gan Yanyu reached out her hand, exposing her palm in front of Lin Tian.
"Can I borrow this?"
"What?"
"That."
Gan Yanyu raised her delicate fingers, pointing at the red hair tie on Lin Tian’s wrist.
"This?"
Lin Tian took the hair tie off his wrist,
"It’s originally your thing, why talk about borrowing..."
"I gave it to you, so now it’s yours."
Gan Yanyu took the hair tie, smiled lightly,
"Thank you."
Then, the young girl bit the hair tie with her lips, gradually gathered her black hair layer by layer, piled it up on the back of her head, and finally secured it with the hair tie into a crisp and neat high ponytail.
Smooth as silk, just like a female protagonist in a Japanese drama.
Then, Gan Yanyu turned left and right, showing off in front of Lin Tian.
Carefully, she asked,
"How about it... Lin Tian, do I look like a high school student?"
"You talk as if you don’t usually dress like this..." Lin Tian chuckled helplessly.
Gan Yanyu owned many skirts, barely any casual wear, often seen in her school uniform. Today, other than swapping her cello case for a backpack, it was hard to tell any difference.
"What can be done about it..."
Gan Yanyu also felt helpless, she did not wish for this either.
Lin Tian raised his index finger:
"At this ti, what you need is a mysterious wonderful tool."
"A wonderful tool?"
Gan Yanyu puzzled.
Lin Tian clenched his fist, swift as lightning moved it behind Gan Yanyu’s head, then retracted it, and like performing a magic trick, opened his palm.
A small exquisite pink watch.
Gan Yanyu’s pupils dilated suddenly.
"For you," said Lin Tian.
Gan Yanyu took the watch from Lin Tian’s hand.
Watching the golden hands of the watch tick, the girl’s mouth slightly opened, spellbound.
"You previously gave a hair tie, I thought I should return a gift too; I initially wanted to give you a hair clip, but you had already bought one with a little sheep, so I decided to give you a watch instead, after all, students need a watch to tell the ti," Lin Tian explained.
A pair of arms suddenly wrapped around him, embracing him.
Lin Tian’s head jolted up.
Gan Yanyu hugged him, lifted her head, looked into his eyes, and joyfully said,
"Thank you, Lin Tian!"
The girl’s eyes were sparkling.
"..."
"No... don’t ntion it."
Lin Tian’s face gradually heated up, scratching his head.
"Thump... thump..."
His heartbeat accelerated.
Feeling exhilarated.
Gan Yanyu let go of her hands quickly, and soon, she put on the watch, then lifted her wrist.
Under the sunlight, the glass face of the watch reflected a gleam.
"Why did you buy a pink one?"
Gan Yanyu asked.
She had thought that based on the image she had presented in front of Lin Tian, he would buy a watch that looked more mature.
"Your room," Lin Tian said.
You see, I’ve already been in there.
"...."
Almost the mont Lin Tian spoke—
Gan Yanyu’s face turned red "whoosh".
She quickly covered her mouth modestly:
"You... you saw everything?"
"The exterior wrapped in classical and mature attire, but the inside is all pink... yeah, that’s quite interesting," Lin Tian stroked his chin, speaking earnestly.
"No... it’s not.... ah!"
Gan Yanyu let out an annoyed and coy sound.
Both hands covered her little face, feeling utterly embarrassed!
"But....."
Lin Tian paused, smiling,
"I really like it, if Mr. Gan could let see more of this pink side, I would be very happy."
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