Producer System: My Girlfriend is a Cellist

"You can't think like that, Little Gan."

Lin Tian raised his index finger and seriously said to Gan Yanyu,

"If you spend too much time on this wrong question, you won't have enough time for the questions you know how to do later, and won't get the points. Isn't that a pity?"

"If this were an exam, stopping because of one small mistake, wouldn't that be a real shame?"

Lin Tian earnestly imparted wisdom to Gan Yanyu.

These should be common sense for a high school student, but to Gan Yanyu, who hasn't had much exposure, it requires patience to explain from the very beginning.

"But if I skip writing this question because it's too difficult, isn't that just avoiding it?"

Gan Yanyu tilted her head thoughtfully and said,

"It would prevent me from focusing on doing the questions that come later."

"It's not avoidance!—It's a compromise you have to make for the final score!"

Lin Tian sternly corrected her.

Soon, he thought of a metaphor:

"In your performance, would you stop playing the rest of the music just because you hit one wrong note earlier?"

"....."

Gan Yanyu furrowed her brows, thought for a moment,

"I've never been in that situation, so I wouldn't know."

She added,

"Before every performance, I make sure my music is played to a stage where mistakes are absolutely impossible....."

"....."

This time, it was Lin Tian's turn to be speechless.

Of course, considering it is Gan Yanyu.

No matter what kind of music, she will ensure it's memorized thoroughly before the competition starts, even possibly rehearsing the score she has long memorized in the few minutes before the event.

She might go off-key during the performance due to poor physical condition.

But making a wrong note is impossible.

Perhaps in Gan Yanyu's eyes.

The exam room is like a stage.

If you can't guarantee complete mastery of the material before entering the exam room,

Then you have no right to enter the exam room!

....

It's imaginable.

Just how painful Gan Yanyu's writing was during the last final exam.

But her pain purely belonged to the category of enduring without complaint.

Most likely she stayed in confusion while facing a full page of questions she couldn't answer.....

"I get it."

At this thought, Lin Tian suddenly had an epiphany.

He finally understood why Gan Yanyu was like this!

Rather than saying Gan Yanyu is single-minded.

It's better to say——this is perfectionism.

Because the attitude in music influenced the attitude toward academics!

In fact, Lin Tian could understand because he also had perfectionism, just not as severe as Gan Yanyu's and under the pressure of examination-oriented education, it's barely within a controllable range and simply excelling at doing everything.

Gan Yanyu's perfectionism becomes difficult!

Because being unable to solve the current questions affects her progress on subsequent questions.....

In this regard, Lin Tian can resonate a bit.

Because of absolute confidence in mathematics, when encountering such situations, Lin Tian also feels uncomfortable.

"I can't do it, I can't do it..."

Gan Yanyu threw down the pen in her hand, and her forehead rested upon the desk,

"This math is so difficult, what X, what Y... why must they be equal!"

Lin Tian gave a helpless smile and picked up the pen,

"X and Y are not a couple; they're variables that need a relationship to solve."

"I can't understand the relationship between X and Y, I truly can't understand it!"

Gan Yanyu peeked out from her table-resting position with her chin on her arm,

"Their relationship is too complicated, more complicated than the notes' relationships in the 'E Minor Cello Concerto'!"

"I don't think so."

Lin Tian pretended to think,

"No matter how complicated, can it be more complicated than the relationship like 'achieve the dream and get married'?"

"....."

Gan Yanyu's face instantly buried down.

And Lin Tian, who said that, instantly felt a chill down his spine.

Darn, spoke too hastily!

Unintentionally, he joked about it again!

This is Gan Yanyu's taboo!

Just as Lin Tian was about to say something to mend the situation.

Suddenly,

He felt a tickling in his palm.

Looking down,

The girl's hand hidden under the table was teasing his palm.

Her small index finger playfully scribbled in Lin Tian's palm.

Making Lin Tian's palm itch.

"....."

Under Lin Tian's gaze,

When Gan Yanyu raised her head again, her face was slightly red, looking away,

"It's... it's my fault....."

"Putting you through scrutinizing such complicated X and Y every day....."

"Be patient with me."

Gan Yanyu lowered her eyes, her tone carrying a hint of coquettishness, as she cupped Lin Tian's palm in her hands, and kept tracing circles with both thumbs on it.

"Okay."

Lin Tian nodded.

Then, he picked up the pen again, redirecting the girl's eyes back to the question,

"Let's try a different approach? Think of this problem as a piece of music."

"How to imagine?" Gan Yanyu tilted her head, placing her hands centrally on her legs, looking cute.

"Bring out your cello."

Gan Yanyu stood up, walked out of the living room, and soon returned with the cello.

"Give me the bow."

Gan Yanyu handed the bow to Lin Tian.

Lin Tian raised the bow, drawing a parabola in the air,

"Look, doesn't this function graph resemble an arching melody? The X axis is time, the Y axis is volume. You need to find the highest and lowest points, just like marking dynamics on a score."

"Oh! I get it!"

Gan Yanyu exclaimed, her eyes wide with surprise,