My girlfriend is a cellist

Vienna, on the stage of the Golden Hall.

These two young boys and girls from the Eastern country are standing on the stage with a youthful look and performing their music.

For Lin Tian.

Today's performance was actually a test for him.

From the Longqin Cup finals until today's performance, Lin Tian has always had a bold guess in his mind.

He believes that Gan Yanyu, who used classical music to break out of the Chinese circle, is actually——

He is already one of the best cellists in the world.

However, because the two have never been exposed to the outside world and have always been suppressed in the domestic music circle, the inertia of thinking has made Gan Yanyu lack the courage to face this fact.

This is also inevitable.

It’s like, before actually getting that trophy standing on the top of the mountain, no one can claim to be the best in the world.

Not to mention, Lin Tian and Gan Yanyu didn’t even win the Longqin Cup. Even if they were willing to believe in themselves, no one would recognize them.

Therefore,
Lin Tian wants to give it a try.

After helping Gan Yanyu adjust his mentality, he wanted to know.

Gan Yanyu, has he really reached such a height?

And the facts prove that——

Lin Tian made the right bet.

All opponents are just stepping stones for Gan Yanyu to reach the top.

No need to compromise anymore!
Gan Yanyu's innate musical talent and his devilish control over the cello.

Once upon a time, she used her experiential music to bring domestic audiences into a whole new world of music in China.

Now, how will she use her music to make those who have never experienced "Gan Yanyu's performance"
Listen once, the infectious power from the devil!!
Lin Tian and Gan Yanyu looked at each other and nodded.

The climax of "Turkish March" then arrived.

Under the double acceleration of cello and piano——

The rhythm of the eighth notes, like gears, brings them to their commanding position at this moment!
The emotions from "Moonlight and Cats" fully mobilized the dopamine of all the audience!

“(Such addictive music, I really hope it can go on forever!)”

“(Oh my god, they don’t seem to be competing, they seem to be enjoying the stage!)”

“(This is real performance. There is no restriction of competition, just performance to express my feelings!)”

The audience was thinking in their hearts, but although there were smiles on their faces, no one made a sound.

It seemed that he couldn't bear to disturb the happy boys and girls on the stage, or perhaps, while he was happy, he was shocked by the stage performance of the two young people in front of him and was speechless.

In the backstage lounge at this time.

Amid the surprise and horror of the cellists.

Nishikawa Yubai closed his eyes and put his hands in the air.

Follow the rhythm of the music and play along.

“(La la, la la la~)”

Unconsciously, Yubai Nishikawa began to hum softly, as if he wanted to join in the performance, with a satisfied smile on his face.

And when Yubai Nishikawa turned his head and looked at his partner beside him.

Isaac looked at him gloomily.

"Do you like this song very much?" Isaac asked coldly.

"What's wrong? It sounds great! Lin Tianjun's talent is as good as ever."

It seemed that he had long been accustomed to Isaac's lack of understanding of romance. Nishikawa Yubai said with a smile, and his expression was a little disappointed when he said this.

"But compared to Lin Tianjun's work, their performance is the most eye-catching, right? I can't believe they can bring such a performance in the Golden Hall. They are obviously newcomers to the performance, but their mentality is really amazing - it turns out that strength is the confidence."

"Shh! Just play like that."

Isaac made a disdainful sound and looked at Gan Yanyu on the stage.

A pair of deep, dark eyes were filled with confusion and anger towards the girl.

"It's a dangerous stage where they use their spiritual world and perform purely on instinct. They only have themselves in their world and don't care about the audience at all."

The bangs blocked Isaac's eyes, so I couldn't see his expression, but could hear his whispers.

“Performance, no matter what the subject, should serve the listeners”

"All right!"

Xichuan Youbai interrupted him, grabbed Isaac's shoulders, put his arm around his neck, and smiled,
"So what if we let them get into the finals? Won't we still beat them in the finals?"

After a pause,

Suddenly, Xichuan Yubai's expression became serious:

"By that time, you will definitely be able to prove to that man that you are right!"

The music continues.

At this moment, inside the Golden Hall, the audience was still able to restrain their words and actions in order not to disrupt this delightful performance.

But at the same time,
Outside the stadium, the official live broadcast is currently ongoing.

Netizens from all over the world couldn't help themselves at this moment!
They were all deeply moved by the Turkish March, which they had never heard before. Even though they had no chance to be in the Golden Hall, they were still deeply attracted by the joyful atmosphere created by the stage just through the screen!

[(So beautiful! This is the performance I am most satisfied with so far!)]

[(Who are these two people?! They are so powerful, why have I never heard of them before?)]

[(Does anyone know their ages? They look like they are still in high school, right?!)]

[(Is this what those Asian netizens call "Moonlight and Cats"? This is too exaggerated.)]

[(What's even more frightening is, why have we never known such a formidable opponent before? No wonder those Eastern netizens are so crazy!)]

For netizens from all over the world in the live broadcast room, this situation was as shocking as Japan's Black Ship Incident!

It was like the country's door was blown open by a cannon, and we were forced to open our eyes and look at the world.

In their eyes, everything revolved around the West. The greatest works and the greatest musicians all came from the West. Even the rules of competitions and the direction of world music were controlled by them.

What kind of music is correct and what kind of music can represent world music.

The final right of interpretation lies with them.

But now.

The two Chinese musicians before them completely shattered their notions.

why?
Why was it that musicians they didn't know at all, playing songs they were completely unfamiliar with, presented the music they thought was the most beautiful on this stage?
This is incredible!
Even the works they played were of their own style - Turkish. The classical marches they played were once their peak genre in Europe, but now they have abandoned it.

This is equivalent to playing in their own land, in a style they have abandoned, violating the rules they have set - and then, beating them up!
This is even worse than NTR, it's such a shame!
Many netizens were upset by this, and even cursed in the comments that such a work would not get a good score in the Kerr Cup. However, as music fans, more people have sharp eyes.

To be honest, anyone with normal values ​​and aesthetic ability would be amazed by the performance of Lin Tian and Gan Yanyu.

Who can say anything harsh?
Therefore, a large number of netizens feel angry!
It is anger at the rules set by the Contemporary World Music Association, and anger at these European and American cellists who have been standing still for more than a decade.

If there had been no Black Ship Incident, no one would have known that outside of this world, there existed works like "Turkish March" and cellists like Gan Yanyu.

As comments appeared on the screen, many Asian netizens shared their own experiences and began to educate overseas netizens about Moonlight and Cat's works.

More and more works are beginning to be exposed online——

"Symphony of Fate", "Can-Can", "The Blue Danube".
Many of these works are ones that these music fans have heard a long time ago when they were watching videos on certain websites.

They thought it was very nice at the time, but they didn't know the name of the song. Now they are surprised to find
These classical music works that have slowly fermented on the Internet in the past year are actually from the same author!
And the author is Lin Tian and Gan Yanyu on the stage!
More and more information and data are being uncovered on Twitter and YouTube.

From Lin Tian and Gan Yanyu, from "Ode to Love" to "Turkish March".

Many netizens’ heads were buzzing.

There was only one thought left in my mind -

Damn, got cheated!!

finally,
This cheerful rhythm finally came to an end.

As Lin Tian struck the last accent, Gan Yanyu's cello bow crossed the last string and pointed to the ceiling of the golden hall, with her long hair fluttering with a little sweat.

Music, the curtain falls!
Lin Tian was breathing heavily, with sweat on his forehead. Gan Yanyu slowly lowered his gaze and looked towards the audience.

now,

There was no noise in Vienna's Golden Hall, only silence.

As if they were still trapped in the inertia of the shock brought by the performance just now, everyone's pupils were wide open, and they just looked at Lin Tian and Gan Yanyu tremblingly.

It wasn't until the back rows of the auditorium that the young audience members with cellos started applauding first.

The audience burst into applause! The audience showed joy and applauded the two young people with genuine surprise. The child who had clapped during the performance just now now clapped along with the adults, and his hands were almost red from clapping.

"it is good!"

A white-faced cellist in the back row, who no one knew where he learned Chinese, shouted loudly, bringing the atmosphere in the Golden Hall to a climax.

Lin Tian and Gan Yanyu looked at each other, the girl smiled brightly, and Lin Tian also smiled.

This is the first performance in the Golden Hall.
Lin Tian's heart was in turmoil.

When I first went on stage, I always felt that the air here was fresh, and I was extremely nervous and excited.

But when the performance really ended, it seemed like that was it.

The living room of Lin Tian’s home seems to be no different from the Baijing International Concert Hall, Sunny Day Concert Hall, and even Uncle Gan’s coffee shop.

It’s not that the Golden Hall in Vienna is inferior to the tattered sofa in Lin Tian’s house.

only.
Lin Tian looked at Gan Yanyu. At this moment, there seemed to be light in the girl's eyes as she looked ahead.

At this moment, Lin Tian suddenly realized.

All of these extremely shining moments will one day turn into chalk dust in a high school classroom and be scattered by the wind.

The only thing that remains unchanged is Gan Yanyu who always stays by his side.

Always with you!

The performance is over, and the next step is scoring.

In the past, the judges would always give scores before the pianist gave his thanks, but when it came to Gan Yanyu, it unexpectedly took a little longer.

The judges, all with white faces, were whispering to each other, communicating constantly, and some even frowned.

Seeing this scene, Lin Tian couldn't help but start to worry.

Theoretically, the aesthetics of this "Turkish March" is very close to the current standards of the International Music Association, and his and Gan Yanyu's performance is absolutely worthy of the association's standard of "catering to the aesthetics of young people." But he couldn't guarantee that these foreign musicians would not get stuck in a rut and insist on targeting them because it is a "classical march."

I saw the old men were discussing for a long time.

Lin Tian became worried about Gan Yanyu's mental state, and he turned his head to look at Gan Yanyu.

As a result, the girl stared at the old man on the judges' panel for a long time.

"puff--"

I couldn't help but laugh on this stage.

After realizing that there was a camera filming, Gan Yanyu quickly covered her mouth.

"."

Lin Tian on the side was stunned.

As if aware of Lin Tian's gaze, Gan Yanyu moved her eyes to the side and then turned her head back.

He whispered:

"Don't you think this scene is very similar to what we encountered during the Longqin Cup?"

Lin Tian immediately realized that the time Gan Yanyu was talking about was the "Moonlight" they played in the semi-finals of the Longqin Cup.

When the piece was finished, the judges were told that they couldn't do it anymore. The old men frowned and whispered to each other, looking at Gan Yanyu as if he were a plague god.
There really seems to be no difference from now!

The only difference is that the location has changed to the Golden Hall and the domestic old man has been replaced by a foreign old man.

"puff!"

Lin Tian couldn't help but laugh too.

OK, now Xiao Gan can maintain his sense of humor on stage.

Even Lin Tian now might be worse than him with this mentality!

"(The following is the announcement of contestant Gan Yanyu's score)."

As the host's voice sounded.

Lin Tian and Gan Yanyu immediately stood up straight and adjusted their expressions.

There is one thing I have to admit.

The Kerr Cup's mechanism of giving scores immediately after each game is much more exciting.

And it's not just for the players.

For opponents, especially those idiots
The effect of slapping in the face should be extremely shocking.

Lin Tian was thinking this in his heart, and the host's voice sounded again:

"(Gan Yanyu scored 98.15 in this performance)"

"(Current ranking: No. 1 in Group B!!)" (End of this chapter)