### Chapter 179: Moonlight and Cat – Making Their Debut! (4K) (Extra Update) (Vote for us!)
“What emotions?”
When Lin Tian heard this from Gan Yan Yu, his first reaction was to duck his head.
“No way!”
She’s actually awake!
He always thought that during performances, Gan Yan Yu would be so engrossed in the music that she might as well have been asleep. Her perception of reality should have been as fuzzy as someone who’s really zonked out.
But apparently, Gan Yan Yu wasn’t just aware—she had a razor-sharp sense of everything happening around her.
And she caught him “sneaking in” some emotions during their performance.
That made sense.
Back then, during that particular performance, Lin Tian had buried her with emotion. It felt like getting socked in the gut.
Sure, she might not remember exactly how it happened, but being crushed underneath couldn’t have felt good—even if it was oddly satisfying.
Still, you wouldn’t wake up totally clueless after something like that.
So, Lin Tian played dumb.
He tentatively asked:
“Gan Teacher, by ’emotions’… what do you mean?”
“Hmm?”
Gan Yan Yu tilted her head, looking puzzled,
“You hear the emotions I put in the music, don’t you?”
“No, I can’t say that…”
Lin Tian didn’t want to come across as too dim because that would be too obvious. So he tried to walk the line:
“Actually, there were plenty of emotions in my performance, but which one do you mean specifically?”
“From the third stanza, at nine seconds.”
Gan Yan Yu replied.
“What? Who can remember all these details?”
Even Lin Tian forgot where he had started changing things!
“Actually, this stuff can get complex,”
To stretch the conversation, Lin Tian slowly got up and walked two steps forward. The moon was high in the sky, casting silver light on the cement path.
“Why don’t we ditch the taxi and take the subway instead?” Lin Tian suggested.
It was 11:16 PM. The last train was at 11:30. Walking there would give them enough time to catch the last train.
“Okay.”
Gan Yan Yu tagged along.
“…”
As they walked down the moonlit street, Lin Tian asked:
“Gan Teacher, before I answer your question, could you tell me what your first impression was when you heard that emotion?”
“First impression,”
Gan Yan Yu pondered hard, holding her chin,
“It was warm, very different from our last live event.”
“Just warm?”
“More like a comforting presence, really comfortable, like the climax of the French ‘Mannheim: A Minor Cello Concerto’—you know, the flowing river, the warm feeling.”
“Man, I have no idea about that,”
Lin Tian thought.
But hearing that, he felt pretty happy.
At least Gan Teacher didn’t reject the emotions he was expressing.
In his mind, it was like having expressed his feelings to her directly. She found it comforting and relaxing.
Woah.
She was humming a bit as if she felt the warmth.
“But then,”
Gan Yan Yu’s tone changed,
“That emotion isn’t quite what I expected. It feels more connected to an external force than the song itself. It’s like it’s derived from outside the piece, rather than inherent.”
She pondered carefully, wrinkling her brow.
Of course.
Lin Tian smiled.
Such an innocent soul.
Performers like her usually dive wholeheartedly into the music to experience everything within its world.
Suddenly encountering a surge of emotion from outside left her bewildered for a moment. It makes sense.
Think about it like this:
Imagine Gan Yan Yu in a beatdown arcade game.
She was amazing, merging herself with the game, and performing moves no normal person could manage.
Then suddenly, someone unplugs the machine, and the screen goes black.
Because she was so engrossed in the game, Gan Yan Yu is trying to figure out what super move erased her vision.
She needs to learn this!
She turns to Lin Tian for answers.
But Lin only responds with a soft—
“Not taking apprentices.”
“…”
After some thought, though, Gan YanYu did reach a conclusion:
“I can think of what you might have done, but can’t wrap my head around the source of such an emotion.”
It wasn’t curiosity about his technique that puzzled her.
Rather, it was bafflement over why she hadn’t heard of it before.
She reasoned that perhaps it stems from an emotional value generated by a partner during collaboration.
She had experienced this multiple times with Lin Tian, she admitted. It felt great.
She really liked those moments as a duo.
Maybe other duos feel the same?
Being a partner is great.
I love having a partner.
“…”
Seeing Gan Yan Yu lost in deep thought, Lin Tian felt a bit guilty.
It wasn’t anything fancy; just some romantic piano play.
For Gan Yan Yu, this seemed like a plot point for hundreds of episodes of a mystery thriller series.
But he couldn’t blame her either.
Her brain struggled just processing thoughts on boundaries in partnership, let alone understanding emotions.
Still, he tried another approach.
“Gan Teacher, if I don’t explain the source of the emotion, can you reproduce it just by listening?”
“Ahh?”
Gan Yan Yu pondered.
If she could replicate the emotion from his playing on the piano, this would intrigue her. But after mulling it over, she shook her head—no chance.
“It’s not quite my style, and besides, such emotions… I might not have…”
“Don’t say you don’t have it!”
Lin Tian suddenly halted, raising his voice,
“If you don’t, it’s only because you haven’t noticed, think hard about it!”
“I—”
Faced with Lin Tian’s sudden urgency, Gan Yan Yu grew even more curious.
What is he hiding?
“Listen,”
Lin Tian said gently,
“I know you have this; I’ve sensed it for a while now. Just consider it and you’ll find it, I’m sure.”
Lin Tian felt like he was playing a riddle.
But what else could he say?
Like, hey, I beat you in our performance because you felt the same way about me?
Too obvious.
Gan Yan Yu was slow, but she’s not stupid.
“Alright.”
Gan Yan Yu seemed thoughtful.
“So back to my initial question, what was this?”
Lin Tian raced his mind, needing to throw in some wild theories.
He almost wanted to sing it right out:
My dear, that’s not love,
“…”
“Wait!”
Gan Yan Yu held up her hand, stopping Lin Tian, and declared earnestly,
“Don’t tell me yet.”
Lin Tian froze—slightly alarmed.
Oh no, has she figured out something?!
“Click-clack”
She stepped swiftly ahead in her high heels, leaving shadows cast under the streetlamp.
The young woman stood there, looking up at Lin Tian, extending her index finger.
“Considering your explanation, it seems quite interesting!”
“So, I decide—I’ll find out myself!”
“When I do, I’ll recreate the emotions before you. Our performance will be fantastic!”
Her hands clasped together, her face beaming like a flower.
“…”
Lin Tian blinked.
Then, he smiled,
“Good.”
December 28th was the chosen day when Yuetong Agency would debut them.
Why the 28th or its significance was beyond him.
But by noon, their official debut announcement came through on Weibo.
“Music and dreams intertwine, opening a new chapter today! We’re thrilled to announce [Moonlight and Cat], a duo, officially signing with Yuetong. In the days to come, we look forward to more beautiful melodies and the limitless possibilities brought by music. Thank you all for your support and love, there’s lots to look forward to!”
Before five minutes elapsed, comments flooded in.
“Wait, did I see wrong? Moonlight and Cat?”
“Wow, really? Moonlight Guy and Cat-girl debuting?”
“What the?! They’re still in high school, right?”
“This drama eating is getting me dizzy! I thought liking Moonlight and Cat was so niche.”
Most users brushed past it without much fuss, thinking this was another typical celebrity signing.
It wasn’t until they saw “Moonlight and Cat” that they knew something big hit.
Unheralded, these two weren’t idols, singers, or actors, but professional musicians.
This confirmed every claim they had made about composing their own songs.
Blackhat rumors about hidden teams evaporated as fans flooded the internet with posts celebrating this revelation.
Yuetong’s search rates escalated wildly within a day.
Innocent bystanders wondered how such a lucky company got such talent under contract.
Even back in the industry, it was common knowledge Moonlight and Cat were highly sought after, and several companies had failed to secure them.
How did Yuetong win out?
Turns out, Yuetong had a decent reputation, no scandals, and a clean slate, making them an attractive candidate.
But some fans redirected their frustration toward another rival agency…
On SYC’s social profiles:
“Haha! You guys sponsored Moonlight and Cat for free, yet didn’t sign them, what a pity!”
“It’s over for SYC!”
“See? Bad reputations catch up! Imagine how worse off you’d be if Moonlight and Cat joined you!”
Within an hour, the hashtag #MoonlightandCatMakeTheirDebut shot up onto Weibo’s third spot.
Meanwhile on TikTok and Bilibili, the buzz didn’t stop:
Fans commented with joy, champagne pops, and wishes for an album release.
In truth, most fans cared little about their company affiliations or earnings but eagerly awaited a few major events:
First, the new album and MV!
Would Moonlight fulfill earlier CD promises?
New versions and upgrades for “Symphony No. 10 in G minor ‘Pathétique’, Op. 13,” and a reconstructed multitrack version of “Spanish Fantasy Toreador” would surely excite them.
Second, their personal performance debut!
Could we expect solo concerts now that they were professionals?
Fans looked forward intensely to a concert exclusively for Moonlight and Cat.
This ends Chapter 179.
