Chapter 373: Dependable Senior Lin Tian!
“Get your feet washed?”
When Bai Junze heard this, he furrowed his brows and stopped, casting a puzzled glance,
“What’s so fun about just washing feet?”
This guy clearly hasn’t been there!
Lin Tian put away his phone and grinned,
“This place is way more fun than you think!”
“Where did they go??”
In the office,
Yao Han jumped out of his chair, eyeballs wide out.
“The Golden Foot Impression.”
The visitor said somewhat aggrieved,
“You ordered me to keep an eye on Teacher Bai Junze for days. Today I saw Teacher Lin Tian come to find him, and then they both went to Foot Bath City.”
“No way?!”
Yao Han scratched his head vigorously, almost scratching himself bald,
“Two musicians, not preparing for a competition, go wash feet together??”
“Absolutely true. I didn’t dare follow them in.”
“You’re nuts!!”
Yao Han was losing it.
Ever since the semi-finals, he had been closely monitoring their movements.
Just yesterday, he found out that Lin Tian met with Mao Wei Ang. Today he saw Lin Tian and Bai Junze heading to the foot bath.
Not again…
Yao Han couldn’t fathom how Lin Tian, remembered as a high school student, would visit such a place.
To find inspiration.
Right! That must be it!
They weren’t planning to create a collaborative piece?
Lin Tian and Bai Junze must be seeking inspiration!
As professional musicians, it’s unsuitable to do so during a competition, and Lin Tian isn’t that kind of person.
It’s Bai Junze… yeah, that kid must have tricked Lin Tian into going to Foot Bath City!
He could have gone anywhere for inspiration, but chose this.
Yao Han sighed.
Geniuses think differently.
There must be a reason for what Lin Tian is doing!
“Change it up!”
In the private room, Lin Tian waved his hand.
The manager, wearing a badge, bowed respectfully and dismissed the line of female attendants.
“Teacher Lin Tian, this isn’t too… am I being too picky?”
Bai Junze rubbed his hands, anxiously asking.
“Aye!”
Lin Tian patted his shoulder,
“They’re targeting people like you who come here for the first time and can’t say what they really want. We paid good money, if we’re unhappy, we change it – totally normal!”
“Oh… um. Senior, this isn’t cheap, right?”
Bai Junze asked tentatively.
“Ah, it’s just the cost of a meal at Shaxian snacks. No worries.”
Lin Tian then sighed,
“But I thought the capital’s quality would be better. Looks like it’s no better than our own Qingzhou!”
“Senior, it seems you have a lot of experience.”
“Let’s not talk about it.”
Lin Tian seemed annoyed, waving his hand dismissively.
Soon, the new attendants arrived. Bai Junze nervously glanced around again before shaking his head at Lin Tian.
BDY is quite picky today.
Lin Tian didn’t scold him, shouting instead,
“Change it again!”
“No, let’s make do, alright?”
Bai Junze’s face was starting to turn red.
“Not happening. I brought Brother Junze today, so we need to get everything perfect,” Lin Tian said seriously.
“So, Senior, you won’t join?”
Bai Junze noticed that Lin Tian hadn’t changed clothes.
“I’ll just prepare you for the experience—I’m getting married, can’t involve myself anymore.”
Lin Tian spoke, his 19-year-old face showing a mature man’s calmness.
Bai Junze’s eyes filled with tears instantly and he threw himself into Lin Tian’s arms,
“Senior!!!”
Comet Entertainment HQ Building.
Music practice room.
“Now, let’s discuss the ensemble arrangements,” Lin Tian said, sitting in the center.
“I didn’t expect Teacher Lin Tian to actually bring Teacher Bai Junze,” Mao Wei Ang looked surprised seeing Bai Junze next to Lin Tian.
The usual solo artist, missing from the music world.
He did it all for the music…
Mao Wei Ang found it hard to fathom how Lin Tian managed to convince him.
“Sr. Lin explained his plans and sincerely invited me, so I decided to give it a shot,” Bai Junze said earnestly.
“Right, Bai Junze is a good friend, not as difficult to work with as rumors suggest,” Lin Tian remarked.
“Sr., you overestimate me. It was mainly because of your personal charm,” Bai Junze said admiringly.
“Ho ho.” Lin Tian was modest.
Watching them, Gan Yan Yu was stunned.
“Senior?”
She looked at Lin Tian,
“How did you become his senior?”
Pianist and cellist aren’t usually related!
If she were a fan earlier, why didn’t she approach after the preliminaries or semifinals?
Why now?
Mao Wei Ang simply stared, speechless.
Nobody could communicate normally with Bai Junze.
Lin Tian, you’re unfathomable!
“That’s not the point.”
Lin Tian brushed aside the topic.
“I’ve written the piece, let’s look at it.”
Gan Yan Yu took out a stack of white scores from her cello case and passed them around.
“He already wrote it?”
Mao Wei Ang was shocked. The collaboration suggestion came just the day before.
Meaning Lin Tian—
Not only convinced Bai Junze the previous day,
But composed the entire score overnight?
He hurriedly opened the sheets.
Before them lay the title—
“Zhao Zilong”.
“Zhao Zilong? As in, the Zhao Yun from the Three Kingdoms era?”
Mao Wei Ang read aloud.
“Yes.”
Lin Tian replied.
Remarkably,
The history shared between worlds overlaps by over 80%.
The divergence point might be around the Ming-Qing era, but Lin Tian hadn’t studied it deeply.
Essentially, history before this was nearly identical in both worlds.
“What a bold composition!”
Mao Wei Ang marveled after scanning the score.
Never expected this from Lin Tian!
This piece has similarities with Mao’s “Dragon’s Fang”, which is highly commercialized.
While Lin Tian’s track blends classical elements and Tianchao national style, showcasing superior arrangement and design.
Given Mo and Mao, a first-of-its-kind collaboration…
It’s safe to say Lin Tian wrote this on the same day he confirmed the collaboration.
He wrote it in one day?!
Still shocked,
Lin Tian stood up.
“If everyone’s ready, take the draft home and practice. Tomorrow, we’ll ensemble.”
“Alright.”
Lin Tian and Gan Yan Yu started packing, preparing to leave.
Just then, Mao Wei Ang’s female agent entered with a fruit platter.
“Getting ready to go so soon?”
Mao said.
“Teacher Lin already gave us the draft, now we just need to practice,” Lin Tian responded.
“Oh, right.”
The agent nodded, placing down the tray.
Lin Tian’s memory flashed back.
Five months left.
I wonder how Mao’s feeling now.
They walked out, half-expecting to forget something, like last time.
Lin Tian turned around—
And immediately saw:
The agent, seated on Mao’s lap, biting his ear gently, whispering,
“What are we having later?”
On the way back to the apartment.
Lin Tian sat in the backseat, looking out the window.
Fuming silently.
Gan Yan Yu glanced at him, sensing the odd atmosphere.
Lin Tian kept his head down, so she didn’t say anything.
“…”
Gan Yan Yu felt it too.
Dog food alert!
How unexpected, the first time witnessing two lovebirds so close.
Even a man with only five months left can still enjoy his woman.
Yet he…
Was stuck on his computer practicing.
This was unbearable!
Lin Tian admitted he was broken.
Troubled by his relationship with Gan, now hit with another sharp reminder.
He was truly feeling off balance.
Lin Tian turned to Gan Yan Yu.
Next to her, the young girl seemed to feel the weird gaze, turning her head to meet his.
“Hey, what’s wrong?”
Gan Yan Yu tilted her head, inquiring.
“Gan, can you sit on my lap for a moment?”
Lin Tian asked.
“You got a screw loose?” She widened her eyes slightly.
“No.”
He paused, finding it hard to bring up,
“Actually, my leg’s kind of itchy.”
Liar.
Truth is, not the left.
“Then you should scratch it,” Gan Yan Yu said.
“It may help temporarily, but not forever.”
“Even if someone else does it, it doesn’t guarantee forever.”
“At least others are better than yourself.”
In front, the driver already had a scowl.
Gan Yan Yu and Lin Tian looked at each other, slowly,
Her expression softened.
“Whatever, it’d be weird for me to sit on your lap even if you were itchy.”
She moved closer, her leg touching his thigh.
In summer, Lin Tian wore shorts, the legs exposed. Her bare legs were wrapped in n*de stockings.
This kind of rubbing felt slippery, taut.
“Some things, you don’t need to ask about,” Gan Yan Yu whispered.
“Uh-huh?”
Lin Tian wasn’t sure.
“For instance—”
Gan’s voice lowered,
“Don’t always consult me on things.”
“What do you mean?”
Lin Tian was still processing when the car abruptly braked.
Both froze.
“We’re here,” the gritted voice of the driver came, glaring at Lin Tian.
“????”
Lin Tian was confused.
Next day.
Comet Entertainment, Music Practice Room.
Lin Tian, Gan Yan Yu, Mao Wei Ang, and Bai Junze gathered again.
“How’s the song coming along?” Lin Tian asked.
“Good progress,” Mao Wei Ang replied.
“Not much of a problem,” Bai Junze chimed.
“—What do you mean by ‘not much of a problem’?”
Lin Tian noticed the ambiguous response.
“Um, it means fine.”
“You practiced it?”
“Once.”
“Of course.”
“Not an issue, Senior,” Bai Junze grinned, waving,
“Such a piece isn’t stressful for me. Once will do. We have ensemble practice scheduled for today, right?”
“…”
Though expecting Bai Junze’s carefree attitude,
Hearing this made Lin Tian dizzy momentarily.
Back when he and Gan Yan Yu started playing new pieces right away—it was due to Gan’s acute classical music sensitivity and their duo performance skill.
With a quartet, considerations skyrocket.
Even the simple training assignment yesterday was troubling.
Ensemble practice is daunting.
“Let’s try it,” Lin Tian said to the three cellists.
As the composer and sole pianist, Lin Tian took the role of conductor.
The nation’s best cellists were right here.
Watching these peculiar cellists, each seemingly carrying an illness,
Lin Tian’s pressure mounted.
They simultaneously took their instruments, poised and ready.
Lin Tian took a deep breath, about to signal start—
“Hold it,”
At that moment, Gan Yan Yu stood up.
Retrieving a phone stand from her bag,
She set it up and activated the recording function.
“Ready now.”
Gan returned to her seat, looking excitedly at Lin Tian.
“Let’s begin!”
Conductor Lin announced.
(End of Chapter)
