Producer System: My Girlfriend is a Cellist
Chapter 227 - 189: All Kill! (4K)_2

Chapter 227: Chapter 189: All Kill! (4K)_2

In an orchestra, this is a big taboo.

At that time, Tuoba Jianhui and Gan Hua had a dispute.

Gan Hua believed that this person’s performance was very dangerous, his presence was destructive to the orchestra, and he should be kicked out.

But Tuoba Jianhui felt that this person was a promising young man.

By using the orchestra as a platform, suppressing this kind of trait, restraining and cultivating him well, perhaps a great Performer could be produced.

Thus, Tuoba Jianhui kept him in the orchestra, and when there was nothing pressing, he would call him over to discuss and exchange ideas about music. If Tuoba Jianhui liked his ideas, he would even incorporate them into the whole orchestra.

...

In the end.

It turned out that Tuoba Jianhui was wrong.

He never imagined...

that the 23-year-old youth would cause such great destruction.

Even he, as a conductor, couldn’t control it.

In the end, he just watched helplessly as the young man fell into the abyss, beyond saving.

His extremity, his obsession with music which could almost be called "pathological", to this day, still leaves an indelible mark in the memory of Tuoba Jianhui.

He spent his entire life sharing his musical understanding with everyone.

One day, he almost got devoured by another person’s musical world and ultimately watched as it ruined his life.

...

Old Gan.

What exactly were you thinking?

At the beginning, it was you who resolutely opposed such performances.

Now, why are you teaching such performance techniques to your own granddaughter...

Was the blow from the Ker Cup so severe?

That...

She’s your own granddaughter.

...

More than two decades have passed.

Perhaps Tuoba Jianhui has aged, and no longer has such deep obsession with music.

Now, as he watches Gan Yanyu on the stage,

all he feels is a pang of heartache.

The current Gan Yanyu,

compared to that youth back then, can only be described as even more extreme.

The legendary cellist Gan Hua taught her granddaughter too well...

to the point where her performance has reached such a pinnacle of excellence. Even that youth from the past pales in comparison.

Tuoba Jianhui cannot just stand by...

and watch this young girl cause the same kind of tragedy that happened to the orchestra back then.

To see Gan Yanyu repeating the same tragedy.

If—

If even my orchestra!

Can’t control such a performance!

You tell me!!

What else, what else in this world!

Can possibly restrain her!!

—The sound of the piano rises.

Soft as water, warm as the wind.

Lin Tian closes his eyes and loses himself in the playing.

The young man’s mouth curls up in a gentle smile, and the piano sound, like a harmonious breeze, blows... onto the audience, onto those in the guest seats...

And onto the face of Tuoba Jianhui, already etched with the marks of time.

Under the gentle touch of "Canon in D Major".

The old man is stunned.

"Awesome!!"

Yao Han shouts in his heart.

He’s done it!

He actually... has really subdued Gan Yanyu!

The two piano melodies intertwine and embrace in a sweet posture.

The piano sound envelops the cello, unstoppable...

It neither overshadows nor seeks to take the lead.

But rather, like a guide, it takes care of the cello while moving forward on such a basis, treading carefully, like walking on thin ice.

This... is the...

ultimate harmony in "Canon"!

Almost at the same moment.

Many judges also recognized it.

"Good... very good! Which pianist is this?!"

"It’s almost like the whole piece feels different with this piano variation!"

"Brilliant, although this is a cello competition, being able to hear such an excellent ensemble is really delightful..."

The judges nod at each other, sighing in admiration.

At this moment backstage,

there were also a group of competitors conquered by this piano sound.

Mao Junfeng scratches his head, his face full of rich expressions but unable to help smiling.

"It’s magical... I can’t explain it..."

"The moment the piano came in, all the previous uneasiness disappeared..."

Before that.

Although Gan Yanyu’s performance was very good,

it was precisely because he was also a cellist like Mao Junfeng that he always felt... behind such beautiful piano music, there were some terrifying things upon closer thought.

After all, there is a difference between "performance" and "real person."

When a person is completely immersed in the role, reaching a state where it’s as if the "real person" is on screen. To the audience, this is impressive, but any other performer, while admiring their acting, would feel a chilling horror upon putting themselves into the role...

It’s like someone portraying a murderer so convincingly that the chilling look in their eyes makes one want to scream in horror for a thorough investigation of their ancestry... It’s roughly that kind of feeling.

However, as the piano entered into a climax with a variation and sounded again,

that uneasy feeling disappeared.

Everything... became incredibly harmonious.

In its place, was the wonderful duet of the two, resonating deeply with the audience.

...

Inside the rest room across.

Bai Xi watched the performance on the big screen.

At this moment, she was nodding slightly, gazing intently at the young pianist’s face.

"Lin Tian... indeed, my judgment of you was not wrong..."

"You really are what all performers envy, the kindred spirit they most desire to have..."

...

Yes... that’s it...

Such a moving performance... Lin Tian!!

Yao Han, with arms crossed, trembled with excitement once again.

All his efforts...

were not in vain...

Just to witness such a performance, this trip to Qingzhou was worth it...

Oh, right.

Our "beloved" Senior Tuoba.

He focused all his attention on Gan Yanyu and completely missed the variable "Lin Tian"...

How does that slap in the face feel?

Should he be furious to the point of bleeding from all orifices by now?

Yao Han proudly turned his gaze aside, only to freeze for a moment.

At this instant,

Tuoba Jianhui was staring blankly at the performance on stage.

As if in a trance, his wrinkles seemed to have lessened, his somewhat hunched back appeared to straighten up slowly, like a vigorous young man in his thirties.

Just like that, completely transfixed, motionless.

In the ethereal end of the "Canon in D Major."

Tears filled his eyes.

...

"Applause——"

Amid the unprecedented, thunderous applause of the audience,

the music ended.

Gan Yanyu and Lin Tian stood up one after the other and walked to the stage front to bow and give thanks.

During this process, Lin Tian looked up to find old man Deng, but realized Tuoba had left his seat, and he locked eyes with Yao Han instead.

Yao Han raised his palm, waved it in front, making a throat-slitting gesture towards Lin Tian.

Silence the witnesses??

No... it means All Kill.

Meaning,

they ruthlessly "killed" all the performers, including their competitor Tuoba Jianhui, without exception.

Yao Han smiled at him.

...

After all the performances of Group B were finished, there was a halftime break.

Shortly, the winners of Group B would be announced on stage, after the judges finished their unanimous scoring during the rest break.

Thus, Lin Tian and Gan Yanyu rested in the rest room.

During a break, Lin Tian stood up to go to the bathroom, but as soon as he walked out the door of the rest room, he saw Tuoba Jianhui appeared in front of him in the corridor.

Tuoba Jianhui, as always, held a thermos and radiated a formidable presence without being angry.

Lin Tian was somewhat wary.

The scoring announcement was coming up.

He knew about this man’s pettiness.

Lin Tian did not expect to get any favorable scores from Tuoba; his earlier performance was purely to slap Tuoba’s face, and he did not care about the consequences.

As long as his own performance was good enough, with the high scores from the other judges alone, he could still advance.

Lin Tian didn’t know what he planned to do and intended to bypass him.

Just after taking two steps, an old voice called out to him:

"Lin Tian."

"?" Lin Tian turned his head.

Tuoba Jianhui looked at him, his face unexpectedly showing a relaxed and slightly sad expression,

"The piano was well played; you will become an excellent pianist..."

Lin Tian stopped in his tracks, listening to him continue.

Tuoba Jianhui paused, struggled with his expression but then said:

"I admit, my earlier evaluation was too hasty... I did not expect that beside Gan Yanyu there would be a pianist like you who understands and supports her. If Gan Yanyu is entrusted to you, I would be relieved..."

Lin Tian furrowed his brows:

"Do you think you’re qualified?"