Producer System: My Girlfriend is a Cellist-Chapter 758 - 466: Marry Me, Gan Yanyu.
Among all the reactions, the most intense came from the vast number of netizens watching the live broadcast in the virtual room.
Inside the live broadcast room,
Zhang Dong clapped his hands, pulled his legs up onto the chair, and laughed heartily:
"Hahahaha! I knew it, Miss Cat would definitely pull off something big for us!!"
Even the Moon Cat Fans in the comments couldn't hold back:
[It's not about the country or classical music; she actually used the most important part for a confession?]
[Damn, turns out we really don't understand Miss Cat at all!!]
[What grand scheme, what small scheme? With Moonlight and Cat, we focus on having no scheme at all!!]
Watching the dumbfounded judges in the director's camera shot.
Everyone was about to burst with laughter! 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖
What rules, scheme, customs?
Our Miss Cat is here to blow all that up!
Not only to be the first Tian Chao champion, the first classical music champion.
Now, she also wants to be the first person to confess in the Vienna Golden Hall!!
...
As the cello continued its performance.
Gradually, the initially excited and noisy audience also began to quiet down.
Gan Yanyu's cello, accompanied by the resident ensemble of the Golden Hall, was as captivating as always.
With the magic to naturally make people settle down and listen to the music.
The soothing and warm melody slowly flowed within the Golden Hall.
"....."
Pure.
This was Lin Tian's first feeling when he heard the melody.
This piece "Love Letter," had no complex techniques, no deliberate pathétique or ecstasy.
Its melody was simple and sincere, flowing naturally like a stream.
Just like.....
Gan Yanyu herself.
As clean as a blank sheet of paper.
Kind, sincere, speaks her mind, never holding back.
Sometimes she'll play a small trick, but often doesn't quite get it.
Yet, she can make the love-struck Lin Tian go completely around.
In this warm, sunlit pure melody.
Lin Tian could hear her mimicking a gentle melodic node he once composed for her, it's her shy response.
He could also hear some subtle, uncertain, trembling notes, her long-buried timidity, never dared express.
Then, he could hear a gradually ascending, warm, sunlight-like melody line - the light silently growing in her heart after Lin Tian rescued her from the depths of despair, only to bloom for him....
All of this.
Lin Tian heard it, and understood it.
"Written so well... this silly girl."
Lin Tian with tears in his eyes, bowed his head with a smile,
"Clearly her first time composing..... hasn't she practiced hard during this time?"
Several harmonics in the high register, like shimmering raindrops in sunlight, crystal clear and fleeting, yet heartbreakingly beautiful.
The low register's long hum was like her deep-seated, heavy, silent affection.
"..."
The girl was completely immersed in her performance, eyes closed, her body gently swayed with the music.
On her face, there was no longer the pale confusion at the award ceremony, nor the excited sobbing during her speech, but a nearly sacred tranquility and focus.
It was as if everything here... the Golden Hall... Keller Cup Champion, was no longer important.
As if the whole world left only her, her cello, and the person she wanted to deliver this "Love Letter" to...
"Deng)——"
Gan Yanyu even tried an imperfect, slightly coarse-sounding double stop.
When this slightly flawed double stop appeared, some audience noticed it, yet its undisguised truth made it even more touching.
No one spoke anymore.
All the audience were immersed in it.
Immersed in this confession letter from Gan Yanyu.
Upon hearing this——
Lin Tian, this seven-foot man.
Could no longer hide it, tears welled up in his eyes.
The splendid Golden Hall seemed to have lost its color, as if the whole world left only him and the girl.
Now, standing before him, was Gan Yanyu.
The truest form of Gan Yanyu's soul, unreservedly displayed before him.
This "Love Letter" outweighed any trophy, any title!
In a fleeting moment,
The girl who once ran to the door, reached out to him, earnestly shouting "I like you."
Appeared once again before his eyes.
Lin Tian clenched his fists, rested them on his thighs, about to lose it.....
....
When the last note, an extremely gentle harmonic feather-like, dissipated into silent air from the strings, Gan Yanyu slowly lowered her bow.
She opened her eyes, not looking at anyone, only silently, with a sense of exhaustion and relief after completing a significant mission, gazed at the man below her, tears streaming down his face.
No applause.
No cheers.
Only an audience utterly silenced by the most pure emotion.
Everyone stared blankly at the scene before them, as if yet to pull themselves from the emotion just now.
All silence,
Seemed, only waiting for a critical point of eruption.....
At this moment,
"Deng Deng Deng——"
High heels on wooden floor, Gan Yanyu lifted her skirt, walked to the very front of the stage.
"(Is it coming..?)"
Connor held his breath, emotions stirred.
"(Seems... seems like it.)"
Perez wasn't entirely sure.
"(Are we going to witness history?!)"
Everyone quietly watched.
...
"Lin Tian..."
Gan Yanyu stood at the front of the stage, with less than three meters separating her from the boy in the front row.
The girl slowly said:
"You....."
