Producer System: My Girlfriend is a Cellist

Looking at Fang's suddenly wistful gaze, Lin Tian and Gan Yanyu fell silent for a moment.

The reason for the silence, aside from the trace of sadness and distress felt from the elder's tone.

Was also because... they didn't understand.

Lin Tian could understand at the beginning.

Especially when it came to dreams.

Lin Tian felt quite touched by this point.

Yes, even now, there are still many young violinists who might be exceptionally gifted.

Perhaps full of passion, perhaps with abilities far beyond ordinary people.

But in the end, they fail to achieve their dreams.

After all, dreams alone can't put food on the table.

Either they end up like typical music graduates, doing commercial performances, opening tutoring classes, working at training institutions, continuing to employ their musical skills... but essentially, they are far from their dreams.

Or they switch careers early, seeking other avenues.

Zhang Dong is a great example.

A violinist with a traditional academy background, also possessed talent beyond the ordinary, participated in professional competitions, and was once a genuine professional violinist.

However, eventually, in the brutal struggle, he retired and transitioned to being a streamer, posting his performance videos online.

Although he is doing quite well on Bilibili now, it's merely survivor bias, an extreme case.

And who's to say Zhang Dong didn't have his own dream of being a violinist?

It's heard that Zhang Dong seems to be actively preparing for a competition recently, planning to return to the stage; Lin Tian isn't very informed, only having heard bits and pieces online.

From this perspective, Lin Tian still admires people like Zhang Dong.

However,

All of this is just the situation of the current era.

Thirty years ago, in Sir Gan's era, it was even more so.

Not to mention in that era where the comprehensive well-off society hadn't been realized, and not every household could have enough to eat, learning music had little to do with ordinary people.

Where was such a large market, for violinists to easily open tutoring classes or earn money through commercial performances?

When the internet was underdeveloped, monetizing became even more difficult.

It's imaginable.

Fang's words were definitely not exaggerated.

In that era, relying solely on dreams really couldn't support people risking their future for "music".... or even their whole lives.

This first half of the sentence, Lin Tian understood.

The second half, he didn't understand.

From Fang's words, he could vaguely feel something...

This might be an answer.

The answer to why Sir Gan, at over forty years old, went to participate in the Ker Cup and won the world championship no matter what.

"Could you say it a bit clearer?"

Lin Tian asked.

"Go to Baijing."

Fang slowly spoke.

Looking at the two young people, Fang's face showed a smile,

"In Baijing, you will know."

"...."

After saying these words, the old man's eyes became increasingly fervent.

Thinking about the works created by the two so far, something seemed to be burning in the old man's throat, wanting to be released.

... but in the end, he swallowed back his words.

Instead, he looked at them with expectant and grateful eyes.

"Wish you a smooth journey."

"...."

"Hmm."

Lin Tian nodded, looking at Gan Yanyu.

The girl also looked back at him with eyes full of brilliance.

"Let's go."

The two finally bid farewell to Sir Gan on the hospital bed.

Then, Lin Tian and Gan Yanyu walked out of the ward one after another.

Striding towards the direction where the light was shining!

From afar.

Standing by the window, watching the back shadow of the two.

Fang waved his hand.

His smile was kind.

...

In fact,

There wasn't a need for the elder to say so much.

But once the topic of dreams was brought up.

Lin Tian and Gan Yanyu, who had been groggy all day, were wide awake at that moment.

Since this morning, after having breakfast with He Zhichen, the two had been in a drowsy state.

The just-finished college entrance exam, the suffocating sense of urgency, the fear of the unknown...

All of this made Lin Tian feel at a loss.

But after visiting Sir Gan, especially after seeing this "old friend" from 30 years ago.

Lin Tian came to a realization.

Before the final result comes out, nothing else matters!

Now, the two of them are still just 18 years old... at most 19.

On the long road of pursuing dreams, the two of them are still young.

These simple, small, everyday pressures... are just a bit of an appetizer on their path to achieving dreams.

Baijing is right ahead.

What the two should truly feel now is not pressure.

They should feel excitement.

Get excited!

Think about those wonderful things.

Like the moment of holding the trophy at the Dragon Violin Cup.

Like defeating Westerners in world competitions.

Like making Gan Yanyu wear a short skirt on their wedding day, kneeling in front to fulfill his play schedule list.

The arrival of all this,

began on the day the two set off for Baijing!

.....

Walking down the apartment building, before Gan Yanyu was about to go upstairs, Lin Tian called out to her.

Gan Yanyu turned her head, looking at the boy with slight confusion.

"Get up early tomorrow, come to the café."

"Why?"

"To practice the new piece!"

Lin Tian said.

Now, his thoughts were flowing, determined to break the gloomy atmosphere before their departure.

"Let's use a piece of music to send us off."

...

...

The next day.

Afternoon, Le Yun Headquarters.

Recording studio.

"A new piece...??"

He Zhichen looked at the sheet music Lin Tian brought over, somewhat incredulous.

"Is it strange?"

"No... not really, I just didn't expect that with only two days left before departure, Mr. Lin Tian, you would record a new piece of music."