Producer System: My Girlfriend is a Cellist-Chapter 91 - 85 Gan Yanyu Goes Ahead

"Ah... Huh?"

Gan Yanyu’s chopsticks suddenly froze in midair,

"You’re not performing with me anymore?"

"No way, how could that be, you dummy!"

Lin Tian made a motion as if to knock on the girl’s forehead, but she instinctively covered her head.

"What I said was ’go ahead, ahead’! You got that?"

Lin Tian put his hand down and said seriously,

"I was planning to go after school tomorrow, timing it just right, but my homeroom teacher told me today that I need to stay after school tomorrow for a talk, so I might be a bit late."

"But don’t worry, I’ll definitely arrive before the concert officially starts. After all, there are a bunch of processes to go through before the music starts, right?"

"Oh..." Gan Yanyu nodded but still asked another question,

"Why does your homeroom teacher want to talk to you?"

"My grades have slipped recently; they want to have a heart-to-heart with me."

"Do they need to talk about that...?"

Lin Tian held up his index finger: "You can’t compare the level of attention for an average student with the top students of the grade."

"Alright then."

Although it was a bit disappointing not to enter the venue with Lin Tian right away,

since Lin Tian put it that way, she couldn’t very well say anything more.

"Moreover, after this concert, you should be returning to school."

Lin Tian reminded her, "By then, you should start taking it seriously too."

"Mm."

As if suddenly remembering something, Gan Yanyu asked,

"Does that mean we can have lunch together from now on, and maybe find a place to practice piano at noon?"

"Who told you to focus on that!"

Originally, school life was one of the few times Lin Tian and Gan Yanyu weren’t together.

Once Gan Yanyu returned to school, the two of them would probably start being tied together 24 hours a day.

Lin Tian thought about it and found it somewhat amusing!

"..."

Lin Tian looked at Gan Yanyu, and at that moment, their eyes met.

Lin Tian was stunned.

The girl was gazing intently into his eyes.

"Lin Tian."

"Hm?"

Gan Yanyu put down her chopsticks, now full.

"Let’s start."

...

The last ensemble practice also ended smoothly.

This time, neither of them gave any comments on the ensemble’s performance.

At this point, it really didn’t matter whether they commented or not.

They sat on the sofa, making small talk about the final arrangements before leaving, mostly involving the plans for tomorrow.

Suddenly, Gan Yanyu fell silent for a while,

"Do you have any alcohol?"

"What, you’re not planning to sleep again?" Lin Tian asked.

"No, definitely not, tomorrow is the concert, why would I still practice?"

Actually, with the girl practicing up to this point...

It wouldn’t make much of a difference anymore.

"It’s just that I feel like drinking."

"Okay."

Lin Tian got up and grabbed a can for Gan Yanyu.

"Pop!"

After opening the can, he handed it to the girl.

"Aren’t you drinking?"

Gan Yanyu took a small sip and asked.

"Nope." Lin Tian smiled, "Not today, I won’t drink today."

...

...

Wednesday, 6 p.m.

Qingtian Music Hall in Qingzhou City.

"The Resonance of Souls" concert entrance, at the small square.

Dressed in a black evening gown with a peony flower pinned over her chest, the long-haired girl alighted from the car.

Facing her was a bustling crowd and an atmosphere filled with enthusiasm.

From youngsters composed of students and office workers to middle-aged figures in formal attire, evidently of high status.

The audience gathered at the entrance, engaging in conversation and discussion.

No sooner had Gan Yanyu entered than a small commotion emanated from not too far away.

"Here she comes, she’s here!"

"It’s really her in person!"

Quickly, a group of reporters blocked Gan Yanyu’s way,

"Teacher Gan Yanyu!"

"We are reporters from the local Le Mai Channel, may we interview you?"

Before Gan Yanyu could respond,

The flashlights had already started flashing one after another.

"Teacher Gan Yanyu, where have you been during this year of absence? Rumors say you went to the UK to refine your skills, but failed to establish yourself there due to insufficient skill level and returned. Is this true?"

"Teacher Gan Yanyu, why did you choose to have your first performance back in the country at this concert? What considerations did you have?"

"Teacher Gan Yanyu, you withdrew from the Yingqin Cup quarterfinals and went abroad, being labeled a ’deserter’. With the new Yingqin Cup coming in four months, will you continue to participate?"

"Teacher Gan Yanyu, will Elder Gan attend today to watch your performance? Many see you as Mr. Gan Hua’s successor and believe that as Elder Gan’s granddaughter, your current performance is far from satisfactory. How do you respond to these comments?"

"...."

Each question was sharp as a blade, piercing deeply into the girl’s heart.

Around her, more and more passersby’s gazes turned curiously in their direction.

These gazes were burning hot.

Like flames, they scorched Gan Yanyu’s face.

The girl’s heartbeat suddenly began to accelerate...

"Stop asking, Teacher Gan Yanyu needs to go backstage to prepare!"

Just then, a voice called out.

Gao Zhenyang extended his hand and blocked the reporters.

"Any questions can be asked after the concert!"

As a member of the Qingzhou Music Association and the organizing committee of this "Resonance of the Soul" concert.

He chastised loudly.

The reporters obediently cleared a path.

"This way, please, Teacher Gan Yanyu."

Gao Zhenyang respectfully offered his hand to lead Gan Yanyu through.

"....."

Following that, the two walked down the corridor towards the front.

In the backstage corridor, the atmosphere was tense yet orderly, and the staff bustled about at every corner.

Gao Zhenyang rubbed his hands as he walked,

"I’m sorry, Teacher Gan Yanyu, I arrived late."

"It’s okay... Thank you."

"Where is Teacher Lin Tian?"

"He said he had some school matters today and would arrive later."

"School matters??"

Gao Zhenyang was so shocked that he stopped in his tracks, his expression one of disbelief.

"How much longer might that take?"

"I don’t know."

"Ah...but it’s okay, there’s still time, fortunately, you are the last to perform."

Gao Zhenyang wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Being a member of the organizing committee, it wasn’t difficult to make a few arrangements for the performance order of ones he was familiar with...

"You should wait in the dressing room; I must go attend to something first."

"Okay."

After ushering Gan Yanyu into a private dressing room.

"Bang!"

The door of the dressing room closed.

Gan Yanyu took a seat and opened her cello case.

At that moment, she noticed a window in the room.

She stood up, approached the window, and looked out directly at the stage and the auditorium.

By now, the audience had started to trickle in, and the noise from the venue could be faintly heard.

As if recalling some unpleasant memories, Gan Yanyu’s head began to feel slightly dizzy.

She returned to her chair, hesitated for a moment, and then called Lin Tian.

However, the phone did not connect.