Producer System: My Girlfriend is a Cellist-Chapter 201 - 168: The Petty Tuoba Jianhui

Hearing Gan Yanyu say this, Lin Tian immediately understood what she meant.

About—whether his performance was as dangerous as Tuoba Jianhui had said... and so on.

Because Lin Tian had chatted with Mr. Tuoba when Gan Yanyu wasn’t present.

She didn’t know about their conversation.

To Gan Yanyu, she probably wasn’t aware of how "special" her own playing was.

She only knew that she very much enjoyed this resonance with music and had turned such performances into a habit because she had been playing this way since she was seven.

When faced with a piece that deeply resonated with her, even caused problems, or was unable to engross her, Gan Yanyu would just vaguely interpret it as... the inevitable difficulties encountered when playing a piece.

For so long, Gan Yanyu had been unaware, and Lin Tian had not truly addressed the issue.

Therefore, when Tuoba Jianhui pointed it out for the first time, even Lin Tian was somewhat caught off guard.

Not to mention Gan Yanyu.

In Gan Yanyu’s view, after all, Tuoba Jianhui was a conductor she had once admired.

It was hard not to take it to heart.

"Lin Tian... do you also think that my performance is very dangerous? Could it be that sometimes you have been hurt while playing with me, but you didn’t tell me?"

For a moment, Gan Yanyu’s barrage of questions left Lin Tian somewhat at a loss.

Yes.

Should he reflect on this question himself?

After cursing Tuoba thoroughly, he had to admit.

No matter how arrogant Tuoba Jianhui was, it didn’t detract from him being a great musician. Some of what he said did make sense. Lin Tian was hot-blooded, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t think rationally.

After all, Lin Tian didn’t have any systematic ability to force Gan Yanyu to stay calm before she went overboard, so the issue still warranted attention.

The "bottom line" for when Gan Yanyu lost her rationality was wholly unclear.

In fact.

In his heart, Lin Tian also didn’t wish for Gan Yanyu to always immerse herself so completely, to complete one perfect performance after another in such an extreme manner.

It was greatly harmful to her body.

If Gan Yanyu was unaware, Lin Tian couldn’t afford to be.

What other solutions were there, besides this?

At least, Lin Tian felt that Gan Yanyu should... to some extent, depend on him.

Even if just a little, Lin Tian hoped that he could share her pain when necessary...

Damn!

If only the system could grant a superpower directly, like "Mind Reading" or "Reading Thoughts" that would be great.

In his resignation, Lin Tian already started to harbor such wishes.

If he really had such abilities, most problems could be perfectly solved. Lin Tian would also be able to shake Gan Yanyu awake when things were off...

"Lin Tian..." Gan Yanyu called out again.

"I don’t think so," Lin Tian said.

"Not at all?"

"Yeah."

Despite not feeling confident inside, Lin Tian had to instill a concept in Gan Yanyu.

He raised his index finger, speaking earnestly:

"Just maintain your own playing, I think this performance was very good, it wasn’t affected at all!"

Don’t think about the bullshit from Shit Tuoba.

In terms of performance alone, Gan Yanyu had already surprised Lin Tian greatly. She really hadn’t relied on Lin Tian and had found confidence in herself, performing the piece well.

"Keep it up, all the way to the semifinals!"

"..."

Gan Yanyu’s eyes dropped slightly, as if she had words stuck in her throat, wanting to speak but stopping herself.

But in the end, she nodded,

"Okay."

...

...

The next day.

With the successful conclusion of the Yingqin Cup professional preliminary competition, the comprehensive score rankings compiled and released by major music media also came out.

According to the total score out of 1000:

[First place: Bai Xi 937 points]

[Second place: Christine Nanali 913 points]

[Third place: Yun Qiuxiu 901 points]

[Fourth place: Mao Junfeng 894 points]

[Fifth place: Lou Yitong 886 points]

[...]

[Eighth place: Gan Yanyu 802 points]

Eighth place, huh...

Seeing this list, Lin Tian felt somewhat contemplative.

Although these are media scores, the presence of media on-site would definitely, more or less, refer to the feedback of the judges when scoring.

Undoubtedly, the performance of Gan Yanyu received poor feedback from the judges.

The shortlist for the semifinals will be announced next week after discussion by the panel of judges.

Looking at the eight spots available for the top eight, if this media scoring is the standard, both myself and Gan Yanyu could be in some danger...

Indeed, after the rankings were announced, online discussions among netizens had indeed started revolving around this topic!

[This competition really features hidden dragons and crouching tigers. I had never heard of Mao Junfeng or Lou Yitong before the competition, but they sure brought some big surprises!]

[But what’s up with Gan Yanyu... how is she only in the eighth place?]

[I heard from those sitting in the front that after Gan Yanyu finished playing, she seemed to have received a scolding from Mr. Tuoba...]

[Oh no! Does that mean she might not advance to the semifinals?!]

[If Gan Yanyu doesn’t advance, that would be too absurd! She’s obviously super strong!]

[Hard to say... I heard Mr. Tuoba can be quite petty...]

[....]

Did I.... Did I go too far with my words...?

Lin Tian was starting to feel regret.

Recalling how he had pointed at that old man’s nose in his office and cursed out loud, his heart felt a bit shaky.

After all, this is Gan Yanyu’s competition; if my cursing causes her to come back in two years, I would truly feel guilty.

Can only hope that the other eleven judges aren’t swayed by Tuoba Jianhui... Damn it! It’s the Yingqin Cup, a major competition—don’t succumb to the intimidation of that petty-minded old man, everyone just vote properly!

Lin Tian tossed and turned in bed when suddenly—

"Ding-dong~"

A notification popped up on his phone.

It was a message from his agent, He Zhichen.

He Zhichen indicated that the MV shoot planning was almost finished and could start in the next few days.

Is it starting already?

Lin Tian was a bit dazed; he still had no good solution for Gan Yanyu’s performance issue.

He suddenly didn’t know how he was going to face Mr. Gan and the shoot...

"Ding-dong~"

Another notification sound.

This time, it was a request from a WeChat friend.

[Verification message: I am the pianist Yao Han]

Yao Han?

Lin Tian found this name vaguely familiar, probably someone from the judges’ panel?

He remembered because this judge looked quite young, seeming to be in his thirties and somewhat out of place among the group of older men.

A judge, adding me—what for?

Lin Tian was curious but accepted the friend request anyway.

The other party started with a single line.

[Lin Tian, do you have time for a private meal?]