Producer System: My Girlfriend is a Cellist
Chapter 229 - 191: Winners and Losers (4K)

Chapter 229: Chapter 191: Winners and Losers (4K)

"NICE!"

Almost the moment the results were announced.

Lin Tian clenched his fist, releasing the long-suppressed emotions within.

—Refreshing!

Finally,

Three months.

From the debut concert, to the Star Cup, then to the Yingqin Cup.

He had been competing on many stages with Gan Yanyu.

For the first time, Lin Tian truly felt—"I won."

And it was a huge win!

Though it was only the semi-finals.

But it was enough to uplift spirits.

Happily, Lin Tian also felt a bit emotional.

It turns out this competition,

can be won for real...

Every time, for various reasons, he was always "just a bit short," almost losing hope.

But Lin Tian knew.

In the real world, some victories are precious because of their process...

When facing Tuoba Jianhui, Lin Tian had prepared to try again in two years.

But they did it.

This victory, even Lin Tian was so moved.

Not to mention Gan Yanyu, who had always aimed for this goal.

This is a step closer to the "dream," isn’t it?

"....."

Lin Tian turned his head to look at Gan Yanyu.

Unexpectedly, Gan Yanyu wasn’t as excited as imagined.

The girl was staring at the big screen, simply lost in thought.

Lin Tian suddenly remembered.

Two years ago.

Gan Yanyu, at the age of 16, seemed to have withdrawn from the semi-finals of the Yingqin Cup.

In the same quarter-finals, on the same stage, the younger Gan Yanyu didn’t complete the competition and left for the UK, becoming known as the "deserter."

Now, returning here and winning the semi-finals.

This victory must have an extraordinary significance for Gan Yanyu...

The girl realized Lin Tian’s gaze, slowly turned her head, saw Lin Tian, surprised, and then with her hands behind her back, smilingly said,

"Nice, Lin Tian, we’ve advanced."

"Uh-huh."

At the same time.

The big screen also displayed the scores of the four players in Group B.

[Gan Yanyu: A+（9）A（3）]

[Christine Nanali: A+（4）A（2）B+（3）B（3）]

[Yun Qiuxiu: A+（3）A（2）B+（6）B（1）]

[Mao Junfeng: A+（0）A（1）B+（8）B（3）]

[.....]

When the scores were announced and everything settled,

Before long.

"Swoosh—"

Lin Tian followed the sound.

In the corner.

Yun Qiuxiu stood up, shouldering her cello.

Then, she packed up her things.

Just like that, she pushed open the door of the resting room and walked out.

Without saying a word.

Even for an anime king, it’s impossible to remain indifferent to the results of a competition.

Seeing this, Lin Tian felt somewhat emotional.

Although always behaving indifferently.

But who among those who made it this far doesn’t have dreams?

In this world, where there are winners, there must be losers.

After being eliminated, there’s a long road ahead.

After returning, Yun Qiuxiu would likely revert to her otaku self, continuing to energetically produce anime-playing videos.

"Ha—"

On the other side.

Mao Junfeng yawned, then stretched.

His companion patted his shoulder, consoling:

"It’s a pity, Brother Feng!"

"Humph! What’s there to pity!"

Mao Junfeng chuckled heartily, waving it off,

"I was lucky to advance to the semi-finals; having fought one round in this top eight battle was already more than enough! It’ll add to my resume when I go out!"

This player, the oldest in the game, showed the breadth of mind expected of a man approaching middle age.

He walked towards them, coming over to Lin Tian.

Generously reaching out his hand,

"Teacher Lin Tian, Teacher Gan Yanyu."

"You played wonderfully!"

"Good luck in the finals!"

"Uh-huh."

Lin Tian nodded, shaking hands with Mao Junfeng.

Though not much contact had occurred.

But this man’s chamber music had left a deep impression on him.

"Ha ha, I’m off!"

Mao Junfeng waved his hand, turned around to pack his belongings.

Then, in an absent-minded moment of looking up, he saw his reflection in the mirror.

Stubble all over.

Slightly darkened skin.

Full of the traces of years.

A stark contrast to an 18-year-old boy.

"...."

Mao Junfeng was momentarily stunned, smiled, and continued packing.

"....."

Mao Junfeng didn’t possess great musical talent, nor was he as famous as others.

He was just an ordinary person, an ordinary cellist, who finally made it through the rough, relying on a flashy and novel playing style, from a preliminary round of 260 people to the semi-finals.

Even though he lost, he was not discouraged.

In this room, he was 14 years older than both the youngest, Gan Yanyu and Lin Tian.

Going forward, all were exceptionally gifted musicians. Everyone was younger, more talented, and had... more future than him.

He had reached a limit that an ordinary person can reach.

To be favored by God, to see the heaven’s view once, at the age of 32...

Mao Junfeng felt honored.

Such a music career was also worth it.

"....."

After packing his belongings, he looked at Lin Tian and Gan Yanyu, then as if making up his mind, stepped forward again.

"Both teachers."

"Although I’m not skilled, I have a good eye for people..."

Mao Junfeng said,

"I think, you are much stronger than Bai Xi!"

"Win against her in the finals!"

Mao Junfeng gave a thumbs up.

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