My girlfriend is a cello player

"What's the meaning?"

Subconsciously, Lin Tian asked.

"Literally!"

Xu Yong was very dissatisfied with Lin Tian's pretending to be stupid.

"Shit, first of all, you're such a jerk. You're the one who—"

Xu Yong gave Lin Tian a thumbs up.

Then he said with disdain:

"But, for something as important as marriage, are you really pinning all your hopes on that world championship?"

"If you lose, are you really going to wait two more years before participating in the next session?"

""

This is not the first time Xu Yong has asked this question.

Every time before, Lin Tian acted careless and said that he "never thought about the possibility of losing the game" to show his determination.

However, Lin Tian knew that this time, he would not be able to avoid this problem from Xu Yong no matter what.

Not only Xu Yong, but also Lin Tian himself seemed to need an answer.

"Probably not."

Lin Tian raised his head and said seriously,

"If I don't win, I will try harder."

"Is this just a slang?"

"Sincerely."

"No strings?"

“No.”

Xu Yong looked at Lin Tian for ten seconds.

""

"Well, I may not be able to do it." Lin Tian finally admitted his mistake.

It’s not that Lin Tian is weak.

Because the other party is Gan Yanyu.

He is that naive guy whose mind is filled with only music.

How can you bear it?

If the world championship ends, the final result is Gan Yanyu's complete defeat. Lin Tian looks at her crying in the chair.

At this moment, there is probably only one thought in my mind: If I have a chance, I must win them all.

I forgot the beginning, I forgot the middle,

In short, we want to restore the glory.

At that time, how could two people still be in the mood to get married.

This is no longer a question of "is the agreement important or not?"

Even if the two of them feel that winning the Cole Cup will not affect their marriage.

But really lost the game.

How can two people still think about getting married?

“Lung fog.”

Xu Yong showed a look of contempt again.

"What's the point of 'forcing yourself'? You're just a coward."

"Is there a possibility that if you really had the courage to be tough, you wouldn't have waited until you achieved that crappy dream before being together."

""

To some extent, Xu Yong was right.

If Lin Tianzhen was really capable of doing something forceful, why would he have to wait until after the game?

If you can still go on even if you lose the game, then why set up such an agreement in the first place?

""

Yes.

Lin Tian remembered that this agreement was proposed by Gan Yanyu.

I made the promise because I wanted to skip dating and get married directly.

In summary,

Lin Tian has no pot.

so,

Xu Yong questioned why he was so cowardly and had to make excuses - such an argument was untenable.

In fact, Lin Tian had been following Gan Yanyu's ideas from beginning to end.

He respected Gan Yanyu's ideas, and at the same time, he was willing to sacrifice short-term happiness for his dreams.

""

After thinking rationally, Lin Tian said:

"We have already agreed."

"What the hell are you thinking, kid?" Xu Yong cursed.

"Here, dreams are more important than anything else."

""

Xu Yong looked at Lin Tian and became more and more confused.

"Although I don't understand, and may not necessarily understand your dreams, but,"

Xu Yong explained,

"I think you made a mistake."

"Being together is being together, and getting married is getting married."

"After you finish the world competition, it won't affect your marriage."

"But I think that if we have to hold back on being together until after the game, that's too outrageous, right?"

This is what Xu Yong thinks.

As for whether or not to get married after the competition, there are too many uncertainties in such matters.

If you lose, it’s all over.

Since there is affection, both parties love each other.

Let’s just be together first!

We can talk about marriage later.

Even someone like Xu Yong could figure it out, so he didn't understand why Lin Tian didn't care at all.

Xu Yong couldn't think that far. After all, he was not a musician and didn't understand how Lin Tian and Gan Yanyu got along.

As a "layman".

Xu Yong only knew.

If we don't seize the opportunity to be together now, if we lose the game, we won't be able to get married, let alone have a chance to fall in love.

Chunchun lost both the wife and the army!

My chest hurts just thinking about it!

The two of them quarreled for a long time, and finally because they didn't win the game, they slowly parted ways, calling it "Everyone has their own dreams and their own wonderful lives."

It's a scene of peaceful separation.

Then Xu Yong would really take the train to Baijing overnight to give them all the sharks.

Su Ran can do it too.

""

"alright."

Lin Tian patted Xu Yong on the shoulder.

He knew that Xu Yong said all these things from his perspective and for his own good.

This was also why Xu Yong, as Lin Tian's desk mate for three years, wanted to think of a way to help him before they parted.

Therefore, Lin Tian did not refute him, but just nodded.

"I'll think about it."

"Don't even think about it, just get together with me now!"

Xu Yong waved his hands and cursed,

"Don't let me worry about your last meal before you leave, okay?"

"You too."

Lin Tian said.

Hearing this, Xu Yong was suddenly stunned.

Lin Tian paused, then said with a teasing smile,

"You're so anxious when you look at me, why don't you think about yourself?"

"Isn't it time for you to return to the real world?"

""

The two never talked about this topic again during the rest of the meal.

The farewell dinner with Xu Yong ended just like that.

Next, for Lin Tian and Gan Yanyu, only the last game remained.

Uncle Gan.

The two arrived at the hospital.

Lin Tian wiped the table clean and placed the vase he bought at the head of the old man's bed.

"Grandpa, here we come~"

Gan Yanyu smiled and sat on the edge of the bed, chatting with Uncle Gan.

Every time at this time, Lin Tian would walk to the window to get some fresh air.

Since I learned that Uncle Gan’s health has improved.

Both of them were in a much better mood when they visited the hospital.

In the past, we were very quiet, for fear of disturbing the families of other patients in the corridor.

Up to now, both of them have almost always come with a smile!

In the long hospital corridor, Lin Tian and Gan Yanyu walked so fast that they almost sounded like they were dancing!

Listening to Gan Yanyu chatting with the old man.

Lin Tian always has a premonition.

It won’t be long before Uncle Gan wakes up.

It could be a month, it could be half a year, or it could be the day Lin Tian and Gan Yanyu get married.

"Grandpa, Lin Tian and I are going to Baijing soon."

"You didn't expect it, we're going to the Longqin Cup!"

"And I'm participating as the champion of the Parrot Piano Cup!"

"You didn't expect it, Grandpa, we're about to step onto the same stage you stepped onto back then."

"I've been nervous since today."

"I often wonder how you felt when you set out. Did you also feel nervous and overwhelmed?"

Gan Yanyu smiled softly.

She kept speaking softly and tenderly into Grandpa Gan's ear.

Lin Tian turned his head and glanced at the old man.

That wrinkled, weather-beaten face was calm and serene.

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but I seemed to feel that there was a slight smile on the corner of the old man’s mouth.

Lin Tian suddenly remembered what happened 16 years ago.

Mr. Gan, who also participated in the Longqin Cup, seemed to be in his forties or fifties.

Lin Tian suddenly felt a little strange.

Although I know that Mr. Gan participated in the competition at the risk of losing his title.

But, in that era, it didn't seem too strange for people in their forties to participate in competitions?

Now, in the competitions that Lin Tian and Gan Yanyu participate in, they meet young people, and the oldest one is no more than 35 years old.

The backbone forces are basically in the range of 25-30.

In just 16 years, has the gap become so big?

Lin Tian was simply a little curious.

“Boom boom boom—”

At this time,

There was a knock on the ward door.

When the door was opened, the person who walked in was not a nurse or doctor, but an old man in a vest.

Lin Tian and Gan Yanyu were stunned for a moment and looked towards the old man.

When the old man saw two young people in the room, a look of slight surprise appeared on his face, but he quickly returned to normal.

Then the old man stepped forward.

He didn't come empty-handed, the old man was holding a bouquet of flowers.

He walked straight past Lin Tian and Gan Yanyu and came to Uncle Gan's bedside as if no one was around.

Place the flowers next to the pillow.

Looking at Gan Hua, the old man's expression was filled with mixed emotions, and he was reluctant to look away for a long time.

"Old man, you are"

"You are Gan Yanyu, right?"

The old man turned his head and gave Gan Yanyu a kind smile.

"Um"

"I'm your grandfather's friend. My last name is Fang. You probably haven't seen me before."

As Mr. Fang spoke, he looked at Mr. Gan again.

The tone became lighter.

"After all, we seldom interacted with each other after Lao Gan opened the coffee shop."

"Are you also a cellist?" Lin Tian suddenly asked.

Mr. Fang looked at Lin Tian.

"How do you know?"

"hand."

Lin Tian raised his eyebrows and hinted at Uncle Fang's palm.

There were thick calluses on the palms that were full of traces of time, and they looked quite old.

At least it can last for more than ten years.

Lin Tian was familiar with this mark. He had seen it on Mr. Gan’s hands. Sometimes, it would also appear on Gan Yanyu’s hands.

Lin Tian felt that this old man should be playing a musical instrument, but he was not sure if it was a cello, so he tried to test it out, and it turned out to be true.

"You are Lin Tian, ​​right? I know you."

Mr. Fang smiled and said,

"Hahaha, actually, I haven't played the cello for a long time."

For some reason, this old man's words have a magical power that makes people listen, and his tone is neither anxious nor impatient from beginning to end.

Then Lin Tian made a rough guess.

It should be Grandpa Gan’s former cello-playing friend who came to visit Grandpa and happened to run into Lin Tian and Gan Yanyu.

However, after hearing what Mr. Fang said, Lin Tian still asked curiously:

"You've been retired for 16 years too?"

"Ha ha ha ha."

Mr. Fang laughed heartily, "Almost thirty years."

"Thirty years??"

Hearing this, even Gan Yanyu was a little surprised.

Lin Tian didn't expect this.

Uncle Gan also retired after the end of the Kerr Cup. It has been 16 years now, which is a long time.

But at least, Mr. Gan’s retirement at an advanced age could be considered a “perfect accomplishment.”

He is an old artist who has left a significant mark in the music world, and his stories are still circulating in the cello community.

Your thirty years should be considered as "quitting halfway", right?

If you calculate it this way.

When this uncle and Uncle Gan were playing the violin together, they were both only in their twenties, right?

"Then your calluses"

“I make steamed buns.”

""

Lin Tian was speechless.

There's nothing wrong with playing the cello, but that has nothing to do with calluses.

Lin Tian was the one who was blown up by a random attack.

wipe!

Lin Tian suddenly felt.

Is this old man here to commit fraud?

What champion are you?

A professional player who retired thirty years ago is also trying to be a comrade-in-arms with our country's number one cello player?

It’s like when Uzi was hospitalized, many of his former teammates came to visit him.

One of the players gave Uzi flowers and asked about his well-being, showing a deep brotherly love.

Upon asking, I found out his name was Lucky.

who???

"No wonder you didn't recognize me."

Lin Tian said to Gan Yanyu.

We haven't played the violin together for thirty years, which means I haven't had much contact with Uncle Gan since then.

It would take at least another ten years before Gan Yanyu was born.

No wonder Gan Yanyu has never seen it.

This is no longer in the music industry.

""

If you think so.

The motive of this old man coming here is very suspicious!

Lin Tian stood up and even wanted to check the flowers that this person sent.

But Gan Yanyu gently pulled him back with her hand.

The two of them looked at the old man at the same time.

""

Mr. Fang turned his head and immediately saw two suspicious and contemptuous eyes.

The old man's face suddenly turned red:

"Actually, I have a very good relationship with your grandfather."

"real?"

Gan Yanyu looked innocent and didn't quite believe it.

"Really, I was in the same band with your grandfather."

"Wait a minute."

Lin Tian interrupted Mr. Fang.

"Are you talking about Tuoba Jianhui's band?"

"Hahahaha, so you knew~"

Uncle Fang smiled.

When this old man smiles, he gives people a very childlike feeling, even a little cute.

""

After hearing these words, Lin Tian finally let down his guard.

Although he didn't like Tuoba Laodeng.

But we have to admit that those who can join Tuoba Jianhui's band, judging from the people we know so far, are not simple people.

Even though there is no guarantee of success, at least at the time when I was in my 20s, I had far surpassed performers of the same age.

Almost everyone with a little bit of talent became an influential musician afterwards.

Since this old man Fang also plays the cello, and is a contemporary of Grandpa Gan, it means that his skills are quite good.

“I used to like cello.”

Uncle Fang said with a smile.

"Then why did you go to make buns?" Lin Tian asked.

"Is it shameful to make dumplings? That's what we do in my family, okay?"

Mr. Fang pretended to be angry and said, the old man glared at him.

"Do you know how much the annual turnover of my steamed bun shop is?"

"Stop, stop."

Lin Tian quickly stopped Mr. Fang.

"I just want to ask, why did you join the band at that time, but then change your career? Isn't it a waste of your abilities?"

""

For Lin Tian.

Although he himself has just started to get involved in music, it has been less than a year.

However, because of meeting Gan Yanyu, his own ideas were also quietly changing.

Lin Tian has already considered himself as a pure musician.

Although the old man in front of him had an unknown origin and his words and actions were suspicious, Lin Tian didn't know him at all.

But as a performer, Lin Tian couldn't help but empathize when he heard such a resume.

Why don’t you pull it anymore?

For a time,

Without waiting for Mr. Fang to answer.

Countless possibilities flooded into Lin Tian’s mind.

Like Uncle Gan, whose faith was broken because of a certain game?

That shouldn't be the case. Mr. Gan had already reached the pinnacle of cello, and he failed in an international competition.

Because the family members are strongly against it? This is more likely. It will just be another case of the story of Zhongyong, and it will be forgotten by everyone.

No matter what you think,

Lin Tian found it unbelievable that a cellist with such ability who could join Tuoba Jianhui's orchestra would change his career to make steamed buns.

This is too different!

“You’re new in the industry, right?”

At this time,

Mr. Fang spoke with a kind smile. There was no sarcasm in his tone, but he asked patiently.

"Um."

"That's right. You two are still too young. You know too few people and have seen too few things."

Mr. Fang said,

"People like your grandfather are the exception."

“Only a few people can make it to the end.”

""

Hearing this, both of them were stunned.

Mr. Fang tilted his head, thought for a moment, and then said,

"Let me think about it. Of the six or seven cellists of our generation, there are probably no ones still pursuing professional careers. Your grandfather was the last to retire. He retired when he was almost fifty years old."

"In our time, it was not easy to make money as a professional pianist. After all, everyone was playing for their dreams."

"It's the same with your grandfather. With the money he earned from performances and competition prizes, he can barely make ends meet."

"Most people will quit halfway through. After all, they have to make a living."

"How could this be possible?"

Gan Yanyu whispered,

"If it's a dream, why give up like this?"

Mentioning the word "dream" seemed to touch the most vulnerable part of the girl's heart.

Gan Yanyu's expression became a little at a loss. She didn't know how to refute Uncle Fang, but the word "life" mentioned by Uncle Fang was real and understandable.

Uncle Fang said nothing, he just looked at Gan Yanyu.

He nodded slightly and looked towards the ceiling.

“I once thought that I would never give up my dream.”

After saying this, Mr. Fang stood up from the bed.

He looked at Uncle Gan again.

"We once gave all our dreams to the

Having said this, Mr. Fang suddenly fell silent.

He turned around and smiled at the two children again.

"I know you guys, and I'm glad to see Lao Gan has such an outstanding granddaughter and grandson-in-law."

"Come on, take your grandfather's share."

Speaking of this, Mr. Fang's eyes became a little dim.

He turned his head, looked out the window, and murmured softly,

“It would be great if it could end in your generation.”