Producer System: My Girlfriend is a Cellist

The piece is indeed a rare gem.

So, what about your piano skills?

This is a piano competition, not your music album sales showdown!

Yao Han stared intently at Lin Tian on the big screen, roaring with anger in his heart.

After Du Bianwu displayed such a performance, shouldn't you also show an appropriate attitude?

In the face of Du Bianwu's showmanship, no matter what you play, you'll be overshadowed by his piano skills!

This is not what he wanted.

What he wanted, he hasn't yet seen!

Lin Tian, show it!

When you played with Gan Yanyu, it was much more than this, wasn't it?

That ability is within you, right!

Show it!!

.....

Lin Tian closed his eyes.

Gathered all his concentration onto the keys beneath his fingers.

—If Mr. Gan played this piece, how would her cello sound...?

She would surely play with a gentle smile.

Using the most tender notes, she would draw everyone present into another world.

In that world, the moonlight is beautiful, insects chirp in the countryside fields, and the creek joyously rushes under the night sky's glow.

Every person would be immersed in such a beautiful night, intoxicated by the loveliest music.....

And entering this world as well would be Lin Tian, accompanying on the piano.

He must become a part of the world they've built together.

"....."

Lin Tian opened his eyes.

He turned his head.

Amidst the blurriness, it seemed like a girl in a red gown truly appeared on the stage.

Her long, ink-black hair falling over her shoulders as she gently drew her bow across the cello.

Following this sound of strings.

The young man's fingers pressed the piano keys as if suddenly infused with an unknown power, becoming exuberant.

"(No!)"

With just a variation in the melody, Williams immediately sensed something amiss in the piano sound,

"(The feeling has changed!!)"

....

At this moment,

Gan Yanyu, seated in the first row of the audience.

Closed her eyes, listening to the sound of the piano.

For a brief moment, a smile involuntarily appeared at the corner of her mouth.

She could no longer resist joining Lin Tian's music.

The girl raised her hand, gesturing as if playing a cello.

Her slender fingers danced in the air.

This way, pulling back and forth.....

No sound came out, nor could any sound come out.

Yet, in this arena filled with thousands of people, some still heard it.

Precisely him, the young man who was at this moment becoming the centerpiece of the entire scene!

For a while,

A dreamlike melody was played!

Repetitive and hesitant, seemingly irregular yet consistently giving the audience a sense of rhythm and emotional impact.....

Every spectator widened their eyes, mesmerized.

"(Beautiful!!)"

A pianist couldn't help but cheer excitedly,

"(That section was played wonderfully!!)"

"(Indeed!)"

Williams, who had been serious all evening, now could not hide his excitement,

"(The melody of the right hand needs to be smooth and seamless, continuous like a song, which requires high control over the fingers and stable keystrokes. Meanwhile, the accompaniment of the left hand is consistent arpeggios or broken chords, which need to be stable and even.....)"

"(When viewed separately, the left and right hands might not seem remarkable, but achieving a complementary interplay while delicately expressing these dynamic changes, enhancing the expression of the music... It's incredibly difficult!!)"

As this E-flat Major Nocturne reached its latter half, the pianists finally understood the true nature of this piece!

If Du Bianwu's performance of No. 43 Etude was a piece built of complicated interlocking melodies, requiring extreme hand speed to execute a high-difficulty composition.

Then the Nocturne being played now tests precision.

Its artistic conception and emotional depth demand the performer to possess high musical sensitivity and expressive ability, to convey the poetic beauty of the piece through touch, dynamic and rhythm changes, requiring an in-depth exploration by the performer.

In other words,

Every touch of the keys.....

Every press of the pedal.....

Requires an exceptionally precise force and duration, ensuring that in this Nocturne, every played note, its emotion, is accurate.....

It's not about speed, nor about strength.

It's about surgical-like precision!

It's better to say,

This kind of feeling is exactly the essential performance quality that a most moving Nocturne must possess!

This piece is by no means much simpler than famous etudes.

Yet he accomplished it!

—Softness overcoming hardness.

This is what Mr. Lin Tian is demonstrating to everyone, a textbook-level piano skill duel!

This also serves as a reminder to many pianists who may have long forgotten.

It's not just limitless speed and technical showmanship that can display strong performance ability.

The mastery over subtle emotions is likewise an extremely formidable performance skill!

...

At this time,

Even Du Bianwu furrowed his brows, showing a very serious expression.

As someone who has reached the pinnacle of performance skills.

He can understand the highly advanced skill Lin Tian is currently displaying.

What he can't quite understand is.

...Where does it come from?

Why does this pianist, whose fundamentals are not solid, possess such a fearsome capacity to convey emotion.....

The musical world in his eyes... what does it look like?!

.....

However,

Only half a minute passed.

While most pianists were marveling at the high-level piano skills Lin Tian suddenly exhibited.

A few individuals displayed a restraint that didn't match the others.

"(He must be nearing his limit, right?)" Burke remarked lightly.

....

At this time, on stage.

Lin Tian gritted his teeth.

Struggling to control each press of the keys.

Sweat had already soaked through his undershirt.

Yet he still strove to control his fingers, ensuring that not even the slightest mistake occurred.

"....."

Watching Lin Tian on the big screen, Yao Han's gaze also turned grave.

Now, only the top-tier performers could discern.

Lin Tian's performance... had already far surpassed his original ability, completely overdrawing his physical capacity.

He was not of this level of pianist to begin with.

By controlling emotion, he barely managed to transcend his rank to battle his opponent.

But as time drew on, it became a war of attrition against his own body. The latest chapters are uploaded first on M|V|LE3MPYR.

It's likely just a matter of time before he collapses.

However...

"(To sustain to this extent and demonstrate such a level of performance... Mr. Lin Tian is indeed a most valuable opponent.)" Du Bianwu commented.

...

...

Beads of sweat, pearl-like, had already emerged from Lin Tian's forehead, sliding down his cheeks and dripping onto the piano keys.

Lin Tian felt his breathing growing increasingly rapid...

Yet there was still the final quarter of the piece left.

Was he going to fall here...?

Indeed, was raising his performance ability to its limit a mistake?

Lin Tian bit his lip, shouting over and over again in his heart.

Unwilling!

So unwilling!

Is there really no backup plan?

Quickly think! What backup plan have I not used yet!

The Nocturne has already been played, the immersive performance has been done, he even imagined Mr. Gan's cello... he's done it all.

Is there... no other way?

...

As his body sent waves of soreness and fatigue, just as Lin Tian's arm was about to fall....

[Ding~]

[Concentration Potion—has been automatically retrieved and used from the producer's backpack!]