Producer System: My Girlfriend is a Cellist-Chapter 182 - 151: Trio Ensemble (Three More) (Requesting Monthly Pass)

Chapter 182: Chapter 151: Trio Ensemble (Three More) (Requesting Monthly Pass)

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However, upon closer consideration, it seemed reasonable.

Who would dare to perform on the streets if they weren’t somewhat skilled?

Before long,

while the onlookers were still immersed in the duo’s performance,

suddenly, the sound of a violin emerged.

"♫~"

The elegant violin sound merged into the performance of the two,

adding a rich, layered color to the melody of the "Spanish Bullfighting Song."

Lin Tian turned his head and saw a man with a phone hanging in front of his chest, playing the violin and slowly approaching.

The sudden appearance of this violin immediately surprised the pedestrians.

"Is there another master?"

"Wow, a trio of piano, violin, and cello, so cool!"

"Look closely, this guy seems to be live streaming!"

"Which internet celebrity is this?"

"..."

Hearing these comments, Zhang Dong remained silent, feeling a trace of pride while moving next to the piano and then fully concentrating on the performance.

At this moment, the fans in the live stream started cheering.

[This is the moment we’ve been waiting for! The hero enters!]

[So satisfying! Dong’s entrance is super cool!!]

[Ahhh, it’s Dong’s ’Spanish Bullfighting Song’!]

[This one is of your signature pieces, Dong! Teach them a lesson!]

[Haha, these two probably don’t realize that a top influencer is playing with them now!]

"....."

Lin Tian was puzzled by the sudden appearance of the violinist, but he didn’t feel any aversion.

On the contrary, he was somewhat surprised by the man’s level of performance.

It wasn’t about the technique being superb, but rather the familiarity with the "Spanish Bullfighting Song."

It seemed like he must play it often.

For Lin Tian, having a capable violinist join in for a beautiful performance... wasn’t unwelcome.

In that case, why not increase the atmosphere?

Lin Tian put more energy into his fingers and quickened the piano’s tempo.

As if picking up on Lin Tian’s signal,

Gan Yanyu’s bow also quickened its pace!

.....Did it get faster?

Feeling the change in rhythm, Zhang Dong was taken aback.

Good!

Are they trying to show off their skills to me?

Zhang Dong’s lips immediately curved into a smirk.

This was like a counterfeit money detector on strike—no recognition of value.

It seemed they really didn’t know my identity.

Let’s show them what it means to be—the person who understands "Moonlight and Cat" the best.

Following that, Zhang Dong’s bow also picked up pace!

[Whoa! They sped up!]

[My goodness, our Dong hasn’t even sped up the tempo yet, and they dare to take the lead!]

[Dong, give them a proper lesson!]

The piece continued to build up.

Faster and faster.....

Faster and faster.....

"...."

Something wasn’t right!

Zhang Dong felt that his hand was starting to falter.

The bow he was holding was slowly losing power.

And those two... were still accelerating!!

What kind of terrifying hand speed was this?!

Zhang Dong quickly looked at the two.

But because they were wearing masks, he couldn’t see their expressions.

However, from their body movements, it was clear to see.....

They didn’t seem to be affected at all.

I can’t falter...I must hold on.....

This was very good live stream material, even if it was just clipped into a video it would get at least a million views!

Before long, the viewers in the live stream also noticed the change.

[Eh, these two are pretty amazing too! They can keep up with such high speed!]

[Indeed, it’s impressive for ordinary people to play like this!]

[They must be the strongest passers-by Dong has ever encountered in a live stream, right?]

[.....]

Zhang Dong really was at his limit!

But the tempo from these two showed no signs of slowing down.

Faster and faster...

Everyone was watching, and Zhang Dong could only brace himself and maintain a calm expression, pretending to still be immersed in the "elegant" atmosphere.

Yet in reality, his arms were bulging with veins.

His heart was racing furiously.

Now he couldn’t stop, nor could he tell them to slow down.

Beads of sweat the size of beans streamed down Zhang Dong’s forehead.

Who else’s "street performance YouTuber" would randomly pick a passerby to play with, only to have their skill utterly demolished?

He was already regretting why he listened to his live stream viewers’ instigation to invite these two people to play.

Who are these "passersby"?

They might as well be professional violinists, for all he knew!

Are they covering their faces because they are renowned performers?!

At the very last moment, just as Zhang Dong’s playing began to distort and was on the verge of completely collapsing,

the music, finally, ended!

The moment the performance stopped,

Zhang Dong hurriedly leaned on the piano, gasping for air.

The surrounding crowd erupted into fervent applause.

The live stream was filled with cheers.

[Amazing! These two passersby are also awesome, I’ve got a feeling this video is going to blow up once it’s posted!]

[Is it just me or did Dong seem to struggle with the last part just now?]

[What’s up with Dong? How could he be so out of breath after just one song? Been working out too much recently?]

[Come on, come on, one more song, one more song!]

Looking at these comments, Zhang Dong almost fainted from anger.

Okay, you all had your fun!

This crowd, with no understanding of music, couldn’t even appreciate the hellish performance they had just witnessed!

Out of breath?

He was lucky to be alive!

"....."

"Hello."

Lin Tian stood up and reached out his hand to Zhang Dong.

After all, they had just played together; greetings were the least he owed.

"Y-you too."

Zhang Dong quickly reached out his hand and said respectfully.

His hand was trembling slightly as he extended it, unsure if it was due to the high-intensity playing or the PTSD he felt facing the monster before him.

"Are you livestreaming?"

Lin Tian asked, pointing at Zhang Dong’s camera.

"Just a kid playing around, nothing serious."

Zhang Dong quickly smiled and pocketed his phone.

"....." Lin Tian looked puzzled.

Then, spreading his hands, he offered,

"You play the violin pretty well, and you seem very familiar with Moonlight and Cat, want to play another piece?"

"No, no, that’s okay, haha, I’m in a bit of a hurry, you two carry on, my apologies for imposing earlier, haha hope I didn’t disturb you..."

Zhang Dong waved his hands and stepped back consistently.

Under Lin Tian’s confused gaze, he turned and nearly "ran" away at a brisk pace.

"....."

Walking away, Zhang Dong took out his phone again,

Facing a screen full of[????], he cleared his throat twice, trying to sound calm:

"Stop shouting, brothers, this broadcast did run into some tough players, their performance... was weird, you know? You guys aren’t musicians, it’s normal not to understand what ’weird’ means."

"I hurried off; those two are not normal people! And those asking to add the host’s WeChat, no, why would I add their WeChat? To be friends with them? Have I gone mad?!"

"My mood’s ruined, I don’t feel like playing the violin today, I’ll just go back and edit the video to post this..."

Watching the man who fled with startling speed,

Lin Tian turned his head and looked at Gan Yanyu with a somewhat helpless gaze:

"Mr. Gan, he was just a helpful passerby, why torture the man..."

"Ah...?"

"Don’t play dumb, it was you who kept speeding up, wasn’t it?"

Lin Tian had intended to pick up the pace a bit to liven up the atmosphere, but that would have been enough.

Gan Yanyu, however, unleashed full force like a runaway horse, increasing the speed over and over, completely indifferent to anyone’s wellbeing...

Accompanying the Great Demon King Gan Yanyu who was wholly absorbed in the music was unbearable for anyone but Lin Tian.

Clearly, she was targeting him.

"I think he was a bit impolite."

Gan Yanyu lowered her head, toying with her small hands guiltily,

"I... I just didn’t want Lin Tian’s performance to be disturbed by a third person..."