Chapter 548: Chapter 368: Tuoba Jianhui, The Irreversible Calamity (Extra) (Requesting Monthly Pass)
With these words spoken, the room suddenly fell silent.
Lin Tian and Gan Yanyu stared blankly at Tuoba Jianhui.
This more than sixty-year-old, lifelong honor, top three conductor in Tian Chao, a cornerstone in the music world.
This proud, petty, and arrogant Tuoba Jianhui, who once had deep grudges with Lin Tian...
At this moment, just knelt down.
Kneeling in front of... Lin Tian and Gan Yanyu.
"I know this request might seem self-serving and too burdensome for you two juniors."
"But for this old man, it’s truly important!"
Tuoba Jianhui said excitedly.
The old man lowered his head, his pupils trembling violently.
...
If asked,
Why Tuoba Jianhui, who is over sixty and nearing retirement, still diligently stays at the forefront of music.
Then, in Tuoba’s heart.
There’s only one answer—
For 20 years, he has been evading.
Decades of humiliation and sorrow.
Turning around, beside Tuoba Jianhui, there was already no one.
However,
It was truly Tuoba Jianhui kneeling here who was the real deserter.
In countless days and nights.
Tuoba Jianhui suffered the torment of pain and guilt.
In his dreams.
Twenty years ago, young faces questioned the conductor coldly, hoping to get answers from him.
—Was that time truly meaningful?
Was their musical career worthless?
Did they achieve anything for Tian Chao’s classical music?
Tuoba Jianhui couldn’t give them the answers.
He only kept evading, filling himself with seemingly diligent work, constantly waving the baton for pop music performances on stage with his young orchestra...
Perhaps,
These two... Lin Tian and Gan Yanyu, could really accomplish it?
Really... accomplish it?
He’s over sixty.
He doesn’t want to take this regret to the grave.
Gradually, tears filled the old man’s eyes.
At this moment,
A pair of hands supported his arms.
Tuoba Jianhui looked up.
Gan Yanyu gathered her skirt and gracefully knelt in front of him.
"Mr. Tuoba."
She said calmly and politely,
"Even if you didn’t say so, I would still win the championship."
"It’s not just for grandfather and you all, it’s also the dream of Lin Tian and me!"
Gan Yanyu stated sincerely, word by word,
"We will surely bring classical music to the world."
"Certainly!"
"..."
In the room, a 19-year-old girl and a 65-year-old man knelt together.
What connected them.
Was the dream called "classical music".....
On the side,
He Zhichen’s mouth slightly opened, gazing at them in shock.
Lin Tian crossed his arms, leaning against the wall, a heavy expression giving way to a gratified smile.
...
...
Meanwhile,
In the office on the top floor of the concert hall.
"Gan Yanyu advanced."
He Shumo looked toward the stage and said,
"I heard Mr. Tuoba intervened... persuading many judges to change their minds... it’s unbelievable that Mr. Tuoba would not hesitate to use his own reputation to interfere with the outcome of this competition!"
He Shumo punched the glass, full of confusion,
"What’s Mr. Tuoba thinking? Clearly, his attitude towards Gan Yanyu was completely different before....."
"Even if Gan Yanyu doesn’t win the championship in the end, just getting into the TOP list is enough to cause a huge stir in the music world."
The Dragon Violin Cup jury is not something anyone can meddle with.
As a council member, Tuoba Jianhui, with high authority, can interfere.
But thus, it also plants a great danger for himself.
"..."
"Who knows?"
Yao Han lay on the sofa, stretching lazily, appearing at ease,
"Maybe Mr. Tuoba changed his mind?"
"Perhaps it’s out of respect for Gan Hua’s sentiments?"
"Or maybe he drank too much wine haha."
He Shumo turned his head to look at Yao Han.
Frowning:
"Mr. Yao Han, why are you always so calm about Gan Yanyu and Lin Tian, as if you know everything?"
Upon hearing this, Yao Han stood up from the sofa and approached He Shumo.
Extending his hand, he patted He Shumo on the shoulder,
"Those things aren’t important, right, Mr. He."
"What’s important is, because Mr. Tuoba provided a stepping stone for those old folks in the meeting, allowing them to rationalize advancing ’Moonlight’ to the finals without worrying about public opinion, any issue in the final will be Tuoba’s responsibility."
"A stepping stone?" He Shumo was taken aback.
"Of course."
Yao Han said,
"As long as Lin Tian wrote ’Moonlight’, it would definitely reach the finals. As I mentioned, its significance to classical music is just too great."
"....." He Shumo pondered.
"Mr. He, do you know what’s most interesting now?"
"What?"
"Mr. Tuoba vouched for Gan Yanyu to enter the finals, but the premise of this guarantee—is that Gan Yanyu absolutely cannot win the championship."
"Of course it’s impossible!" He Shumo said.
"Can you be sure?"
"This....."
Upon saying this, He Shumo was once again at a loss for words.
He couldn’t be sure.
This competitor, Gan Yanyu... is truly terrifying.
From the Yingqin Cup onwards, how many miracles has she created?
Every time, from a seemingly dead-end situation, she came through.
And this time, she managed to reach the finals of the Dragon Violin Cup with almost zero odds.
A single ’Moonlight’ created such tremendous energy!
This is all because,
Behind Gan Yanyu is an even more formidable... Lin Tian.
His creative limits... where do they lie?!
He Shumo does not know.
It’s just that, as a music scholar, merely thinking now about Lin Tian’s creative journey so far sends chills down his spine.
Who knows if their finals will again present a strategy that will shock everyone, creating one last miracle as they have all the way through.
So now when Yao Han asks if he’s sure.
He truly cannot confidently make a bold assertion.
"And because of the existence of this ’Moonlight’, many conservatives in the Association probably have their spirits revived by now, right?" Yao Han said.
"What do you mean?"
"In the finals, maybe some judges might change their minds, willing to send Gan Yanyu to the Keller Cup—of course, it’s uncertain how many such people there will be, maybe very few, or none, but there’s not a zero chance.
Yao Han said,
"In this way, Gan Yanyu’s chance of winning the championship is not zero!"
"....."
Listening to Yao Han’s words, He Shumo was greatly shocked. He only felt his head buzz.
It’s impossible to imagine things too detached from reality.
Just like now, he simply couldn’t imagine the scene of Gan Yanyu winning the Dragon Violin Cup championship.
To have classical music once again represent Tian Chao’s cello in combat...
Moreover, as the granddaughter of that person from 16 years ago.
This would cause immense upheaval in the music world, which has painstakingly aligned with international standards and reformed completely. How will Tian Chao’s cello account to the Tian Chao Music Association then?
Just then,
As if suddenly remembering something.
He Shumo raised his head in surprise, looking at Yao Han,
"Then Mr. Tuoba....."
"You noticed too, didn’t you?"
Yao Han stood in the shadow, his face composed.
"If Gan Yanyu wins the championship, Mr. Tuoba will be doomed."