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Producer System: My Girlfriend is a Cellist-Chapter 81 - 77 Can You Keep Wearing It? (4K)
Chapter 81: Chapter 77 Can You Keep Wearing It? (4K)
Lin Tian looked at the hair tie on his wrist.
It was the first time he carefully admired Gan Yanyu’s hair tie at such a close distance; when examined closely, it even resembled the one that Miyamizu Mitsu wears.
In his memory, the first time he saw Gan Yanyu at the entrance of Sir Gan’s cafe, she was wearing a single ponytail with this same red hair tie.
It seems it has been used for quite a long time.
Lin Tian glanced at the little sheep hair clip on Gan Yanyu’s head.
Then back at the hair tie on his wrist.
"What’s wrong..."
Gan Yanyu covered her head warily and said, "You can’t have this hair clip, I just bought it..."
"It’s not that."
Lin Tian smiled and said, "Thank you."
He thought carefully, this was actually the first time Gan Yanyu gave him something.
However, he still had to ask:
"Yanyu, do you know what it means when a girl gives a boy a hair tie?"
"What does it mean?"
Gan Yanyu asked doubtfully.
As expected, she doesn’t know...
Lin Tian found it a bit funny; she gave it away so casually without knowing what it signifies.
For girls,
Tying their own hair tie on a boy’s wrist
is a way of "declaring possession."
It means to tell all the girls who want to approach this boy—
This man has a girlfriend, please stay away!
These little pieces of knowledge were all told to him by Xu Yong.
Little Chu Nan, who has never been in a relationship, actually knows quite a lot about these couple-related tidbits.
Gan Yanyu, a girl who is out of touch with modern society, definitely wouldn’t know the meaning behind this, so it’s alright no matter what she does.
But Lin Tian, being someone in the know, can’t pretend to be ignorant...
Lin Tian raised his wrist under the warm, cozy lighting of the music hall.
In the middle of the hair tie, there was a red, diamond-shaped glass decoration, reflecting a luster.
Well...
It’s not like he couldn’t wear it.
If he took it off or explained it to Gan Yanyu, it would probably become quite awkward.
It doesn’t have to be used to indicate a romantic relationship.
If it were interpreted from Gan Yanyu’s perspective, she would definitely say—
Declaring the "sole partner" possession, what’s wrong with that?
Lin Tian lowered his hand.
Besides, just wearing it like this, and waiting for the day Gan Yanyu discovers it on her own, then he can play dumb and watch Gan Yanyu explode with embarrassment.
Thinking about it this way, it seems kind of interesting.
Lin Tian began to look forward to that day’s arrival.
...
The band’s performance began.
Just like Lin Tian saw on TV, a conductor was waving a baton at the front.
Below, the musicians cooperated sincerely, playing their respective instruments.
Out of curiosity, Lin Tian turned his head and asked Gan Yanyu:
"What’s the level of these people playing in the orchestra?"
"It depends on the level of the orchestra," Gan Yanyu said,
"For a locally well-known professional band like ’Star Sky’, the musicians are mostly graduates from the Music Academy, and many have won some domestic and international awards."
"There are also more famous orchestras, such as the ’Bullfighter band’ that Mr. Wan used to lead, which has played in world-class concert halls. For such bands, the requirements for musicians are very high, you must have won major awards and have a significant resume to qualify to join."
"Many musicians are proud of having played in some top orchestras as part of their resume..."
Lin Tian nodded.
He remembered, the first time he saw Mr. Wan, Mr. Wan told him that if he hadn’t retired, he would have wanted to recruit him into the orchestra for training.
Whether it was just politeness or not, it was a high recognition for a performer.
But thinking about it, a musician has indeed many ways to prove themselves.
Like playing in XX concert hall, having served in XXX orchestra, holding a titled position in XX Music Association, and so on.
If one lives long enough and brushes up enough,
they could always get the title of "musician," earn the respect of juniors, and enjoy treatment like that of an idol.
Even so... those weren’t what Gan Yanyu wanted.
She still chose the most substantial, and also the most difficult path—to win the championship in the highest competition.
Perhaps, what she has in mind is not to prove herself.
Rather, it’s to prove her hometown, to prove classical music.
From this perspective, Elder Gan deserves admiration.
"♫~♫~"
The serene music echoed in the concert hall.
Comfortable, pleasant, just the kind that made it easy to fall asleep to.
Lin Tian yawned, but noticed that Gan Yanyu sitting next to him was sitting straight, watching intently.
Moreover, her fingers seemed to be moving through the air as if simulating something.
Her little mouth slightly open, and if you look closely, she seemed to be muttering something.
"Yanyu."
"Ah... Ah?
Like being startled awake, Gan Yanyu shivered.
"What are you doing?"
"I..."
"Are you playing the cello?"
Lin Tian asked puzzledly.
Gan Yanyu’s hand gestures just now did indeed resemble playing the cello.
"Yeah."
"Do you know this piece too?"
"The movements they are playing today, I know them all..."
Gan Yanyu said, but as soon as she spoke, it seemed as though she realized she had said the wrong thing and immediately stopped.
"Mr. Gan is impressive."
Lin Tian exclaimed.
The music concert today was to play three major symphonies.
Each of them with four lengthy movements.
Does Gan Yanyu actually know all of them?
And was she so proficient that she didn’t need a score and could start simulating the play on her hands directly?
If it’s said that she "happens to" know all three pieces of classical music they’re playing today...