### Chapter 151: Street Performance
Lin Tian was stunned.
Then, Gan Yan Yu came over to his side.
“Slide over a bit.”
Lin Tian shifted his b*tt to the side, and Gan Yan Yu sat down facing away from him, half of her body pressed against his.
“.”
Lin Tian took several deep breaths.
So close!
A few strands of the girl’s hair brushed against his neck, making Lin Tian feel a little ticklish.
The refreshing scent of flower petals wafted through the air.
Lin Tian and Gan Yan Yu had played together countless times.
But they had never been this close before.
“Are you uncomfortable?” Gan Yan Yu whispered.
“Nope.”
“Will it affect your piano playing?”
“Not really.”
“Good.”
Gan Yan Yu chuckled softly.
Then she lifted her bow.
“Let’s start from the top.”
“Which top?”
“From the first piece you wrote for me.”
“Got it.”
Lin Tian took out his phone stand and set it up next to the piano.
Then he began to play.
As the gentle music flowed out, it quickly spread like a ripple from the piano.
“Hey, look!”
On the street, the first passing couple caught the sound. The girl tugged at the boy’s sleeve and said.
The boy, hearing the music as well, turned to look.
Seeing the two sitting at the piano, he couldn’t help but ask, “Street performance?”
“No way, that’s a piano from a bookstore, they’re probably just playing around,” the girl replied.
Soon,
The girl among the two performers raised her bow.
Drawing the strings—
The soothing sound of a cello joined the piano, weaving together in harmony.
“Wait, is this a piano and cello duet?”
“Never seen that before.”
This pedestrian street, though close to the riverside and picturesque, was quite far from the city center, usually very quiet, especially on workdays.
This tranquility had become part of the street’s charm.
But now, the duo’s melodies shattered that peace.
More and more people passing by noticed the two performing.
Without stopping, they began to linger and watch.
The piano at this bookstore had been here for a while, mostly neglected.
This was the first time anyone had heard it produce such beautiful music in a duet with a cello.
“So beautiful.”
“This must be that super-popular song from Douyin, right? They play it so well.”
“Why are they covering their faces?”
“Could they be some influencers?”
“Well…”
Qingzhou was a hotspot for influencers, and encountering street live streams or video shoots was quite normal.
But these two didn’t look like they were streaming at all.
Even with a camera set up nearby, they showed no interest in interacting with the lens.
And seriously, who would choose such a quiet street for a street performance video?
Meanwhile,
Just a hundred meters away from the bookstore on the same pedestrian street.
“Guys, no video recording today! Let’s do some outdoor streaming and bring you some street performances!”
A boy with a violin slung over his back held up his phone stand, walking ahead while live-streaming.
On screen, comments began to flood in.
【Yes, yes! Find a busier place to interact with passersby—it’s more fun that way!】
【Dong Ge, what are you playing today? Can you do ‘Spanish Bullfighting Song’ again?】
【Exactly! Just play that!】
【Out of all the Moonlight covers on Bilibili, I’m only loyal to you!】
【…】
Looking at the barrage of comments, Zhang Dong chuckled and said:
“Don’t worry, we’ll cover Moonlight’s piece! Once the likes hit twenty thousand, we’ll play ‘Spanish Bullfighting Song’ first!”
With the number of likes rising, surpassing ten thousand soon, Zhang Dong felt a wave of satisfaction.
On Bilibili, Zhang Dong was known by an even more popular nickname—【Sunny Uncle Dong】.
Though he liked to call himself “Uncle,” at 26, most fans affectionately referred to him as “Dong Ge.”
As a violin-playing content creator, Zhang Dong had successfully distinguished himself from a sea of wannabes with his exceptional skills, gaining 1.67 million followers and becoming a top-tier figure in the Bilibili music community.
Particularly because of his performances of Moonlight’s pieces like the Can-Can and Ode to Love, he had numerous viral videos shot him to fame.
It could be said that over 500 thousand of his followers were attracted purely by his performances of Moonlight’s music.
Many fans often referred to Zhang Dong as:
【The smartest person about Moonlight and Cat, besides the original creators themselves!】
Thus, fans of Moonlight and Cat rarely didn’t know who Zhang Dong was.
So, Zhang Dong frequently recorded or streamed spontaneous violin performances on the street, surprising passersby and capturing their reactions.
This “invisible thrill” and “subtle air of showing off” were adored by his fans.
Today’s outdoor stream had the same goal.
As Zhang Dong walked toward the riverside, suddenly, he heard distant music.
“~”
“Hey, guys! Someone’s playing up ahead!”
Zhang Dong’s excitement surged as he quickened his pace.
As the music became clearer, Zhang Dong instantly perked up.
“Is that ‘Spanish Bullfighting Song’?!”
【No way! Seriously? What are the odds?!】
【Let us see, let us see!】
Zhang Dong flipped the camera around.
In the distance, at the bookstore entrance, a boy and girl were playing a piano and cello, respectively, performing “Spanish Bullfighting Song.”
A large crowd of onlookers had gathered around.
【Wow, so professional. They’re using the same instruments as Moonlight and Cat!】
【Awesome, awesome! The best understood of Moonlight has found someone playing Moonlight’s music on the street!】
【Don’t go to the riverside, hurry up and check it out, Dong Ge!】
【Quick, quick! Join their performance! If they knew a top Bilibili content creator was jamming with them, they’d probably freak out!】
In an instant, the fans were in a frenzy.
The reason they loved watching Dong Ge’s videos was for that delightful sense of showboating.
Especially moments like “the original artist running into someone singing their song.” Zhang Dong may not be the real deal, but his status was far from shabby.
This golden opportunity for entertainment was not to be missed!
“Okay!”
Zhang Dong definitely wouldn’t let down his fans’ expectations.
He quickly pulled out his violin from his bag and marched nearer.
However, as he got closer, a lingering doubt crept into his mind.
Were these two’s performances… a little too good?
(End of Chapter)
