CHAPTER 409: CHAPTER 312: IF YOU MUST DIE, AT LEAST DON’T DIE ON THE STAGE WHERE WE PERFORM TOGETHER_2

Lin Tian was dumbfounded.

Soon, he saw it from the backend information on his phone.

The remaining concert tickets were being snapped up at an unbelievably rapid pace!

At this rate.

The occupancy rate seemed to soon exceed 95%... no... it was about to sell out!

Because as soon as Lin Tian looked up, he saw another crowd of people!

No,

Where did these people come from?!

While Lin Tian was bewildered, soon, the door was pushed open, and He Zhichen came out, panting.

"Mr. Lin Tian, did you see the backend?!"

He Zhichen shouted excitedly.

"I saw it... what’s happening?"

"Those people are students from Xingye Music Academy and Qingjiang Music University."

He Zhichen said,

"It’s Mr. Wan... Mr. Wan Qi."

"Mr. Wan?"

Lin Tian was stunned.

Although a long time had passed, Lin Tian still instantly recalled that benevolent image.

What does this have to do with Mr. Wan again?

Wasn’t he retired and living abroad long ago?

"It was Mr. Gao Zhenyang and Mr. Wan in the association who promoted this. The Music Association and the two music universities in Qingjiang reached a cooperation, launching a policy to subsidize any university student who comes to watch the Moonlight and Cat concert."

"...."

Well, that makes sense!

Lin Tian laughed.

So there were university subsidies too!

Which university student could refuse such a thing?

"This time, the teachers from the academy are leading the team here, and many senior figures in the music world might also be present to watch... I just found out about this!"

He Zhichen couldn’t hide the excitement on his face.

He was happy not because the occupancy rate would reach 100%.

It was because, from this matter, he could deeply feel the support Qingjiang’s music community now had for ’Moonlight and Cat’!

Whether it’s traditional music colleges,

or the Qingjiang Province Music Association,

those elderly figures who once held themselves above all, with an almost obsessive conservative attitude toward music, and a condescending attitude in the Qingjiang music community,

now, seeing ’Moonlight and Cat’ really host a concert that could go down in history,

It must be hard not to be moved, right?

And also.....

He Zhichen knew.

Right now, in the adjacent lounge,

At this moment, the most outstanding cellists from all over Qingjiang are gathered here.

How could such a concert not succeed?!

...

...

"Cough cough cough——"

In the lounge.

Gan Yanyu sat in the corner, covering her mouth, repeatedly reading the score in her hand.

"Do you still need to review? I thought you already knew these pieces by heart."

Bai Xi walked over, sat down next to Gan Yanyu, and asked.

"I need to."

Gan Yanyu replied without lifting her head,

"Many pieces I’ve only recorded with Lin Tian but never performed on stage."

From "Ode to Love" all the way to "Spring Waltz."

Although many pieces have already been deeply engraved in her mind.

But because she hadn’t touched them for a long time, to be safe, Gan Yanyu still wanted to review them all again!

"....."

By the side, Bai Xi was soon overwhelmed by Gan Yanyu’s dedication.

She really hadn’t changed at all.

Bai Xi looked at Gan Yanyu, her lips curved up slightly.

In a daze, it felt as if she returned to the Yingqin Cup in ’22.

She sat in the stairwell, watching the 16-year-old Gan Yanyu memorizing scores by herself.

Did Gan Yanyu forget them?

Definitely not.

Bai Xi believed that even if Gan Yanyu threw the score aside and didn’t look at it, she could still perform it on stage without a single mistake.

But that’s the drive that Gan Yanyu has.

Should it be called unconventional, or just cautious?

Bai Xi felt it was more like Gan Yanyu’s purity towards music.

This purity was something Bai Xi didn’t have.

Perhaps... that’s why she lost.

"Cough cough cough——"

Another cough.

Gan Yanyu quickly covered her mouth and glanced elsewhere.

The people in the lounge, even though they tried to hold it back, found it hard to pretend they didn’t hear it.

"Gan Yanyu, why is your cough worse than yesterday?"

Nannali bluntly asked.

"Yesterday, it wasn’t this frequent."

Yun Qiuxiu couldn’t help but say,

"Gan Yanyu, can you really go on stage like this?"

For the upcoming performance, Yun Qiuxiu was the first to go on stage as a special guest.

So, even someone like her couldn’t help but question when seeing such a scene.

"I’m fine, I’ll take medicine before going on stage, it won’t affect the performance."

"Fine my foot! If you really start coughing, can you hold it back? What will you use to cope?!"

Nannali clenched her fist and said loudly.

That’s why she didn’t want to bring it up proactively.

Since yesterday, as soon as Nannali asked about this topic, it felt like a fist hitting cotton, with no effect.

And Lin Tian was even worse.

As a partner, instead of showing concern, he left it to them, the guests and competitors, to care.

What’s there to say then!

After all, it’s not me who would die on stage!

If you don’t care yourself and don’t want to say anything, then I won’t bother asking!

It was with this belief.

Nannali originally intended to play dead.

But when she heard Gan Yanyu’s cough, she still couldn’t help but ask.

"I... I can hold it..." Gan Yanyu lowered her head.

"No, you can’t!"

Nannali said sternly,

"In my view, you shouldn’t go on stage. We have three cellists here; taking turns, are we really afraid the concert won’t be completed?"