Producer System: My Girlfriend is a Cellist-Chapter 698 - 438: Gan Yanyu’s ’Back Shadow’_2

She quickly turned her body around, facing away from Gan Yanyu, hoping the queen would take her luggage and leave the lounge quickly.....

However,

just as Nannali was nervously staring at the floor.

A figure suddenly blocked her view.

Nannali’s heart skipped a beat, and she slowly raised her head.

Gan Yanyu tilted her head, looking at her curiously.

It was the queen!!!!

Nannali was shocked and quickly turned her little head away, tightly closing her eyes as if doing so would make everything disappear.

At this moment,

a soft sensation came from the top of her head.

Curious, Nannali cautiously opened her eyes.

The "Glacier Queen" in front of her was gently stroking her head, speaking softly:

"I heard you can only speak Chinese, so I’ll speak Chinese with you.... It’s your first time on stage, right?"

"If it’s your first time on stage, feeling scared is normal. Don’t worry, as soon as you draw the bow, everything will be fine."

Gan Yanyu smiled sweetly.

"...."

Nannali was stunned.

The Glacier Queen... actually smiled... she can actually smile.

And her smile is so gentle... so beautiful...

Nannali looked into Gan Yanyu’s eyes, noticing that the lifeless pool had disappeared, replaced by a pair of eyes full of spirit.

How does she do it... just now, on stage...

Nannali curiously observed Gan Yanyu, a slight blush suddenly appearing on her delicate mixed-race face.

"I... I’m not nervous."

Nannali said, somewhat guiltily, averting her gaze.

Gan Yanyu held her hand over her chest, letting out a sigh of relief, and smiled, "That’s good."

"But, no matter what kind of difficulties you encounter, as long as you’re on stage, everything gets better," Gan Yanyu said, "For example, I’m actually terrified of the stage. Really scared to death, but every time I pick up the cello, I forget everything behind me. If I think about it afterwards, it’s actually just like that, right?..."

Even though she already "believed" in Nannali’s words, Gan Yanyu continued to provide guidance to Nannali with a bright smile, patiently sharing her feelings about performing on stage.

While speaking, Gan Yanyu’s expression suddenly changed slightly. She asked Nannali to wait a moment, then turned around to open the cello case, taking out a white bottle.

Nannali couldn’t make out the label and couldn’t guess what it was. Gan Yanyu walked a few steps out, took a capsule from the white bottle, put it in her mouth, and took a sip of water.

Nannali watched with wide eyes.

She noticed that at this moment, the girl’s eyes seemed to return to the kind seen on stage.

Nannali suddenly recalled the "painful" and "struggling" expression on Gan Yanyu’s face before she started playing on stage just now....

It seemed identical to the one she saw now.

Nannali’s pupils suddenly widened.

She suddenly thought:

This gentle Gan Yanyu now is the real her. And the Gan Yanyu on stage is also her.

It’s just that the girl in front of her seems to always be tormented by the stage.....

"Glacier" seems to have become a tool to protect herself.

Only in rare moments does she reveal her true self...

When Gan Yanyu returned to Nannali again,

the blonde girl suddenly spoke:

"Why?"

"Hmm?"

"Why... couldn’t the performance just now be as gentle as it is now....."

Upon hearing this, Gan Yanyu froze.

Then, Nannali stood up from the chair and shouted at Gan Yanyu:

"You’re not like that, why use that mechanical performance.... It’s impressive, but isn’t that not the real you!!"

Nannali stared intently at Gan Yanyu.

This lifelong enemy of her family, the woman her parents instructed her to definitely defeat.

She didn’t understand why Gan Yanyu turned out this way.

She clearly.....

Looks so beautiful when she smiles.

"...."

After a long silence, Gan Yanyu lowered her eyes, then lifted them again:

"Thank you for your suggestion."

"I’ll pay attention next time."

Thank you — what does it mean?

Does it mean that in the future, she will perform like a queen?!!

"I’m Nannali, from the Nannali family."

Nannali clenched her fists and said seriously,

"I’m your rival! If you don’t take it seriously and keep performing like this, sooner or later, I’ll defeat you!"

Gan Yanyu leaned over, looking at Nannali.

"Alright!"

The young girl placed her hand on Nannali’s head again — although a year younger, Gan Yanyu was a whole head taller than Nannali, so she easily placed her hand on top.

"Then I’ll be waiting for you."

"But, if you cry in the competition again, you can still find me. I’ll comfort you!"

Gan Yanyu smiled brightly, then straightened her waist and turned to leave.

Nannali’s mouth opened slightly, but the words didn’t come out.

Gan Yanyu in front of her only left a back shadow.

She carried her cello, stepping gracefully, still that tall figure, yet gave a feeling of warmth and reassurance.....

....

From that moment on.

Nannali began running.

She constantly trained her piano skills, competing with Gan Yanyu in various competitions, following in Gan Yanyu’s footsteps...

Each time, she ended up defeated.

Several times, she left harsh words to Gan Yanyu, only to receive Gan Yanyu’s smiling response.

No matter how cold Gan Yanyu appeared in front of others, she always retained that gentleness towards Nannali.

And so she kept chasing, always chasing.

Chased across Tian Chao, across Qingzhou.

Chased to Baijing, chased to... Vienna.

Until later on,

Nannali even became a bit dazed herself.

She also began to lose track.

In the end, was she chasing because after defeating Gan Yanyu, she would find her own passion.

Or, 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

was she just chasing after that subtle gentleness hidden within Gan Yanyu’s music.....

That day in Manchester during the initial meeting at the competition.

It had unconsciously become a tender reason for Nannali to keep playing the cello....

Just for the chance,

to take another look....

Before leaving the realm of cello competitions, to take another look.....

at that girl’s gentle smile.

...

...

The cello performed with extreme deep emotion.

Nannali played earnestly on stage.

Gan Yanyu recognized it with just one glance.

This piece was one she had performed in the international cello competition in Manchester.

But before, Gan Yanyu had played it with mechanical precision on the cello.

Now, Nannali had adapted it into her current performance of "Back Shadow."

The tenderness that Gan Yanyu failed to convey on stage back then.

It was all fully expressed in Nannali’s performance.

What she was performing now at this Keller Cup wasn’t "herself", or anyone’s tenderness.

But solely the gentleness that belonged to Gan Yanyu, which came from that day at the Manchester concert hall.....

——Did it reach?

Nannali opened her eyes and looked towards the camera.

At this moment, tears flowed from Nannali’s eyes.

I’ve always been chasing your steps....

Until now, I’ve finally understood.

It’s never been about music, or the cello, that I cared about.

What I’ve been chasing all along was just your back shadow...

....

Inside the lounge.

Listening to the piano sound, the more Lin Tian listened, the more he felt something was off.

This doesn’t seem like Nannali’s style at all!!

Even from an emotional standpoint, the inner world of "purity," "kindness," "full of hopeful gentleness" displayed through this music.... doesn’t seem like Nannali’s personality.

More like....

Lin Tian turned his head and suddenly realized.

At this moment, Gan Yanyu was completely captivated by the big screen.

A gratified smile naturally appeared on her face.