Producer System: My Girlfriend is a Cellist-Chapter 744 - 460 Requiem - Part 2: May eternal light shine upon them

Always pessimistic, expecting nothing, then there's no sadness.

But now.... Lin Tian, I understand.

Why I could never perform "Requiem" well.

From Rabbit, I finally understood.

If it was just because the heavens never pitied me, and I kept standing still.

I would be letting my life down.

More importantly, I would be letting you down.

So....

If, for me, there really is a destiny.

Then I will embrace it!

Even if truly, I will die tomorrow!

But now, no matter what, for you... I still... will keep moving forward!!

Destiny is what I cannot change, but from now on, I will not care about it! It won't affect me at all! Life and death, who cares about such things!

I only know I want to live happily with you!!

.....

Gan Yanyu gritted her teeth.

——"Requiem"! Chapter Nine!

Holy (Sanctus) - "Holy, Holy, Holy".

...

Suddenly,

Gan Yanyu's music became bright and full of strength!

The performance swept away the previous gloom, the cello emitted a bright, glorious, metallic sheen. The bowing became decisive and powerful, and the vibrato full of vitality!

Her posture became much more upright, although her face still had fatigue, her eyes were clear, resolute, and shimmered with an unprecedented light. She was no longer passively enduring, but actively praising this sacred moment of survival through her music.

The tear that always lingered at the corners of her eyes traced down the girl's cheek.

...

"Gan Yanyu... cried?"

He Shumo captured the movement on the screen and turned to look at Yao Han.

Yao Han had a solemn expression, saying nothing.

"Have you seen Gan Yanyu cry during a performance?"

"Almost never."

Yao Han's voice was very low,

"Even in the toughest times, she never shed a tear on stage....."

"Then she is now...."

"It's coming to an end."

Yao Han said:

"Gan Yanyu's quest for 'self'... finally, has arrived at the final chapter."

.....

As the cello's light shone,

In an instant, Lin Tian finally understood Gan Yanyu and revealed a relieved smile.

..... It's not easy, Mr. Gan.

Playing all the way, growing all the way.....

I admit, sometimes with you... it's really troublesome.

Especially when facing unconquerable music, and not knowing how to find the emotion... at that time, you are really the hardest woman to deal with in this world.

And among these sins, the one at the very top, the source of all evil.

Is that incredibly fragile and broken vitality always emanating from you....

The music can be conquered if not understood.

But in this aspect alone, you will never utterly set my heart at rest.

You are like a dandelion, a mere touch, and you turn into countless white feathers, slightly careless, and you'll vanish in an instant...

Perhaps in the future, you still can't let me be completely at ease.

But... thank you.

Thank you for being willing, for my sake, to embrace the future.

I will also embrace you.

.....

The remaining time, resonate!

...

Lin Tian raised his hand with tears.

Then, slammed towards the piano!!

"♫~"

The piano exploded with celebratory sound, the bright high register and solid low register together constructing a magnificent hall.

Lin Tian's performance became passionate!

His piano and Gan Yanyu's sound echoed each other, climbing together towards the peak of praise.

...

In an instant——

The entire concert hall was filled with this magnificent and splendid sound.

The lights also seemed to turn bright and warm with it. The audience's emotions... were completely ignited at this moment.

"(Wow... the performance is completely different from before....)"

"(Eh... I thought it would be very boring, but it's even better than Isaac's performance!)"

"(Is this classical music... oh my god.....)"

"(This feeling of the heart being hit from afar... Teacher Gan Yanyu is simply like a goddess.....)"

....

"Ah..."

Nannali touched her tear groove, surprised to find a drop of tear on her fingertip, 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

"Why am I crying..."

....

"(So beautiful... so beautiful...)" Perez murmured.

"(What a beautiful piece of music... my goodness... is this Mr. Gan Yanyu's true power?!)"

Connor clutched his head, his eyes already lost in this tender world,

"(Though I don't want to say it... but is this... love?)"

....

"Such strength... such strong Mr. Gan Yanyu!"

He Shumo gritted his teeth,

"I have never seen such a powerful Mr. Gan Yanyu..."

In the past, the aura Gan Yanyu exuded was always that suffocating oppressive feeling, akin to the terrifying control of a Demon King that left people gasping for breath, and a soul-stirring emotional impact like a nightmare.

The "strength" of Gan Yanyu always coexisted with "danger."

But now...

Completely different!

The current Gan Yanyu is bathed in "Requiem."

Her presence radiates a divine brilliance, an extreme gentleness like sunlight caressing, with a goddess-like mercy and confidence.

The "strength" of the present Gan Yanyu is much stronger than the "strength" of the past!!

She possesses a brilliance that makes everyone feel more comfortable and full of hope.

This is completely... a transformation!!

...

Yao Han did not pay attention to He Shumo's words but kept staring blankly at the young girl's silhouette.

"I saw it... I saw it..."

At this moment,

Yao Xing's figure gradually overlapped with Gan Yanyu's silhouette.

And the brilliance of Gan Yanyu is even brighter and more shining.

"They really did it..."

Tears overflowed from Yao Han's dazed pupils.

After a while,

Soon, this choking turned into sobbing.

Yao Han clung to the armrest of the chair, completely tearing off all his disguises and began to wail heartily.

"Why..."

"Why wasn't it brother who performed at the time..."

"Why?!!"

Yao Han's footsteps could hardly stand steady, with a "thud," he knelt on the ground.

"If that's the case... to get Mr. Steven's recognition, he wouldn't have..."

Yao Han muttered weakly.

Then, heart-wrenching cries echoed throughout the entire theater.

.....

"I can't take it anymore... I can't stand it!!"

In the live broadcast room, Zhang Dong suddenly stood up from the chair, his face already covered in tears, now continuously pounding the wall in the room.

The bullet comments in the live broadcast room were puzzled:

[What's there to be unbearable? Miss Cat is about to go beyond!]

[This music is so touching... although I don't quite understand it, hearing this piece of music always makes me involuntarily think of all the performances of Mr. Moonlight and Miss Cat over the past year...]

[They truly fought all the way and grew all the way...]

"That's exactly why I can't stand it!!"

Zhang Dong plopped back into the chair, crying uncontrollably and getting more and more aggrieved as he spoke,

"This ensemble is the best Moon Cat performance I've ever seen, but thinking that this performance will be ruined by that bastard later..."

Thinking there might be another ban if he speaks out, Zhang Dong gritted his teeth and didn't utter the latter half of the address,

"Thinking that such a performance will be destroyed by that evil traitor of classical music, I'm just angry!!"

As Zhang Dong spoke, his gaze turned to the old man on the big screen, who, at some point, had already put on sunglasses,

"Anyway, this old guy, even if he hears this kind of music, will surely remain unmoved!"

...

...

"(Teacher Steven... how could you...)"

In the judges' seat,

A young judge looked at Steven beside him, amazed at the drops of water secretly flowing from his sunglasses.

"(Shh—)"

Steven pressed the young man's hand, indicating for him to keep quiet.

Yet, as he looked at the two young people on stage, that aged heart was already in turmoil.

He lowered his head, looking at his own wrinkled hands, slowly, the old man trembled with excitement,

"(Finally... it has come...)"

The chance to unlock the shackles that have held his hands captive for 20 years...

....

Final Chapter.

It's here—