171. Breaking the Stalemate
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“I Suppress Gan Yan Yu?”
“Me?”
Lin Tian was skeptical about it.
He had always been the supportive one, always studying Gan Yan Yu’s thoughts and world, always trailing after her.
Now suddenly being asked to take charge…
Lin Tian wasn’t sure he could do it.
If before, their duets were her interpreting music while he interpreted her,
Then Yao Han’s implication is that he must jump over Gan Yan Yu and directly interpret the music, playing in the same realm, and only then can they truly “communicate.” Only then would Lin Tian have the qualification to protect Gan Yan Yu.
“You can’t even break through her performance, how will you protect her?!”
“You’re right,” Lin Tian suddenly comprehended.
He had no choice. Even if it was difficult, he had to do it.
“I get it,” Lin Tian rushed off his chair, not even caring about his food,
“Thank you, Mr. Yao!”
“You’re a pianist I envy. Don’t let me down, huh?” Yao Han chuckled, tilting his head.
“Mm, I’ll do it—I’ll protect Teacher Gan at our next performance!”
“Not just that.”
Yao Han insisted, “And also!”
“And also?”
Lin Tian froze, trying to remember what else was there.
“Smash that arrogant old man’s face!” Yao Han slammed his fist on the table.
“…”
Lin Tian gave a reluctant thumbs-up.
How come he seems more hateful than me?
No wonder we’re hiding in such an out-of-the-way place for this meal, probably scared of getting their ashes scattered once discovered?
“Let’s go!”
Once Lin Tian left, Yao Han sighed with relief, taking a deep breath before continuing to eat.
A moment later, his phone rang.
Yao Han looked at the caller ID, displaying a knowing expression.
He put down his chopsticks, adjusted his face, then picked up the phone:
“Mr. Tuoba~! Is there anything you need from me? Oh, me? I’m just wandering around the city, will be back soon.”
“Haha, sorry, I forgot—Tonight’s judge meeting I’ll definitely attend. Subconsciously, just feeling like there’s nothing else to worry about as long as you’re around, Mr. Tuoba.”
Back at Grandpa Gan’s café.
Lin Tian turned on the lights and approached the piano alone.
At the piano, Lin Tian pondered deeply.
It was quite clear now.
Simple, didn’t it just involve suppressing Gan Yan Yu?
Easy to say.
But now,
Right there in front of him stands Gan Hua, the famed professional cello virtuoso who’s also a genius known since debut, the top cello player representing Huaguo, whose performance becomes godly when she has an episode, and most importantly, Gan Yan Yu, Teacher Gan.
For this possible toughest boss yet, Lin Tian lacked confidence.
He carefully considered, comparing himself to Gan Yan Yu, what his advantages might be.
Firstly, Gan Yan Yu is a pure musician.
Without a doubt.
Her world was simple, so simple that it was filled only with colorful puddings and the very music wrapped in her softest touch.
Clear as flowing stream water, clean and refreshing, heart-soothing indeed.
So, naturally she immersed herself fully in music.
Compared to that, what advantage did Lin Tian have?
Past musical memories.
This barely helped. He could better enter the musical atmosphere, but that is precisely where Gan Yan Yu excels most.
Then, the second point: his memories stretching across two life stages.
Emotions towards music itself couldn’t be directly transferred, but Lin Tian had more youthful insights to blend into understanding of music.
It’s true; many excellent performers do the same.
If Lin Tian could pour his entire feelings into the piano,
Maybe, he’d have the worthiness to battle with Gan Yan Yu.
Yet, just that ‘worthiness’,
The gap between them was still as vast as an ant confronting an elephant.
Can an ant really topple an elephant?
Lin Tian found it challenging.
Analytically, ants hardly stand a chance against elephants in raw power.
If the elephant were to be toppled, Lin Tian’s first reflex would be that the elephant willingly fell.
Would Gan Yan Yu willingly fall?
She couldn’t control her own performance, much less such a personal awareness?
December 26th.
Through He Zhi Chen’s arrangements, MV shooting officially started.
The filming location wasn’t someplace random.
It was, indeed, at Lin Tian’s café.
When all the crew members arrived and began setting up equipment in Lin Tian’s café,
The scene was quite impressive.
Standing aside, Lin Tian watched, filled with awe.
If he was filming it himself, he’d never spend so lavishly on such a large team.
“Mr. Lin Tian, looks like your mood isn’t good.”
At this moment, He Zhi Chen came up to Lin Tian and said.
Lin Tian didn’t reply.
“It’s okay, even if faced with such events, according to my calculations, your probability of advancing to the semi-finals is very high.”
Whether a casual consolation or accurate statistics, He Zhi Chen explained.
Then, slightly turning his head, following Lin Tian’s gaze, he looked at the bustling crew:
“Don’t worry, all staff here and extras are part of our company’s main team and trainees, signed under non-disclosure agreements. No one will expose you and Teacher Gan’s appearances.”
“Yeah.”
“Not to mention, I didn’t expect you guys to have such a fantastic secret hideout.”
He Zhi Chen joyfully remarked.
The luxurious café, decorated in full swing, took pictures well, with its own vibe.
Before, He Zhi Chen thought Lin Tian and others just set up a makeshift studio for shoots.
Little did he know, they actually owned a café.
“Oh yeah, your masks,”
He Zhi Chen said, handing Lin Tian two white masks.
These were custom-ordered by Lin Tian, half-mask style, each only showing one eye and a little of the forehead.
The silver surface shone splendidly without appearing cheap, strikingly beautiful.
Wearing these masks for the sh**t gave a sophisticated party feel.
Such was Lin Tian’s idea.
No need for too many set scenes.
No need for lengthy narratives.
To pay tribute to the classic “Scent of a Woman,” film two people linked by fate, dancing together at a ball.
Straightforward and elegant.
First MV, aiming for stability, then pursue big productions.
Lin Tian was confident enough; such simplicity would yield a viral sweet MV!
(The end)
