Producer System: My Girlfriend is a Cellist

Or maybe, he's just playing around.....

....

"Ms. Nannali."

Yao Han's call brought the distracted Nannali back to reality.

"You should understand what I want to say to you, right?"

Yao Han came to stand beside Nannali's shoulder, leaning down to look at the big screen alongside her.

"I understand....."

Nannali paused, gently pressing her lips together.

The man on the big screen in front of her.

What he possessed was precisely what Nannali lacked the most right now.

—Freedom.

During the earlier performance, Nannali slowly became clear.

The answer she herself was seeking.

To pursue the freedom she wanted, she must completely place herself within the rules now.

To be able to choose her life, she had to follow the predetermined path set by her mother and defeat Gan Yanyu.....

Was this line of thought wrong from the start.....

Nannali bowed her head in silence.

Yao Han, however, showed a satisfied smile and straightened up.

"I look forward to seeing the perfect you in the next competition, Ms. Nannali."

With that, Yao Han turned and left.

Nannali suddenly seemed to remember something and immediately turned her head,

"Wait a minute!"

Yao Han stopped.

Nannali looked at Yao Han with a somewhat wary gaze,

"Why... are you helping me?"

"And... how do you know my affairs? And why are you so aware of Bai Junze's matters?"

From the moment Yao Han entered the room, Nannali felt something was strange.

He walked in on his own accord, telling her a convoluted story.

Step by step, guiding her to get all the answers she wanted.

Yet at the end, he just turned and left like that.

Nannali couldn't understand this person.

But after reacting, she just felt...

A bit scared.

If it was just by watching her performance, he discovered her inner struggles... that might barely be passable.

Then why help her?

"....."

Looking at Nannali's wary expression.

Yao Han just gave a relaxed smile.

"You could think of it as me unwilling to see a violinist, who should have the greatest talent in the entire Dragon Violin Cup, stray off course, using less than a third of her cello's potential."

Nannali fell silent.

"Talent... talent....."

"Why are you always emphasizing those two words....."

The girl lowered her head, biting her lip.

Yao Han's figure, however, at this moment, stood once more before her, blocking her view.

Nannali raised her head in confusion.

Yao Han gazed earnestly at Nannali, his face carrying a warm smile,

"So what if that's the case, Ms. Nannali?"

...

After leaving Nannali's lounge, walking through the backstage corridor.

Yao Han hummed a little tune, entering the restroom.

During the act of washing his hands, the man's expression gradually became excited and unrestrained.

"What a gift I've been given, how did I never notice before... Mr. Lin Tian, you all have such a treasure by your side....."

"She is... she is the most perfect... opponent!"

...

...

Two hours had passed since the competition officially began.

After watching the performances of dozens of contestants in a row.

Lin Tian also began to feel a little weary.

"Truly deserving of being a national competition."

Lin Tian slumped on the sofa, unable to resist sighing.

This intensity, truly cannot be compared to the Yingqin Cup.

During the Yingqin Cup, apart from a few top contestants, most others felt like they were just filling the numbers.

Yet on the stage of the Dragon Violin Cup, almost every contestant has their own distinct features.

So far, all the contestants who have taken the stage have achieved performances without a single mistake!

After all, they are the top violinists of each province.

A flawless performance is just the basic standard!

After that, it's entirely about who has a deeper understanding of the cello and music.

It's like an elite essay competition.

No typos, beautiful format, tightly aligned with the theme, flawless sentence structure, these are already the basic qualities of every contestant.

What remains is a contest to see who can write something deeper.

This kind of competition, to be honest, from the audience's perspective, is very enjoyable.

Everyone makes no mistakes, it's an exhilarating battle, losing means you're not weak, but not strong enough.

Unlike some competitive events, where the focus is not on who is stronger, but on who makes fewer mistakes.

The audience is thrilled to watch.

For the contestants, the pressure is immense.

Because music is such a subjective thing.

After watching a piece, with no mistakes and the right emotions, if you don't analyze it closely, simply going by first impressions, you might not even be able to tell at what level the performance is, or where it ranks.

Now Lin Tian was feeling a bit overwhelmed; he turned his head to look at Gan Yanyu.

Unexpectedly, the girl appeared calm and composed, expressionlessly watching the screen, as if none of it mattered to her.

No wonder it's Mr. Gan!

Lin Tian couldn't help feeling delighted.

Because he's just a piano accompanist, he doesn't have as deep an understanding of the cello, so feeling a bit uncertain when watching others play is normal.

And our Mr. Gan, after such a long period of training, is now a confident and calm world-class cellist.

Perhaps, in her eyes, these violinists are not worth mentioning at all!

"How is it, Mr. Gan?"

Lin Tian asked, "Is there any contestant who left a deep impression on you?"

Gan Yanyu paused.

She turned her head, staring at Lin Tian.

Suddenly, with a gloomy face:

"I feel... each one is stronger than me..."

Was she scared stiff?!

"That's not the case, Mr. Gan, not at all!"

Lin Tian hurriedly began offering psychological support to Gan Yanyu,

"From what I've listened to, the only real threat is Bai Junze... the others are all about the same....."

"But, Lin Tian, didn't you notice....."

Gan Yanyu murmured softly,

"So far, isn't there a single classical music piece...?"

Hearing these words, Lin Tian paused for a moment.

Indeed there wasn't.

All the contestants who have performed so far, their music covers various types and styles, predominantly modern pop music.

The occasional classical piece either incorporates classical elements like Nannali did, or is inherently borderline, straddling the classification between "classical music" and other types, leaning more towards pop in style.

There's not a single traditional classical music piece.

Especially Bai Junze's piece.

Despite apparently startling everyone and not pleasing the judges greatly.

Yet it is precisely this "unconventionality."

One can imagine, the audience must be absolutely enamored!

Not only is he handsome, but also so unique.

Who doesn't like that?

The competition format itself was introduced to appeal to young people, so the judges are unlikely to score Bai Junze lowly, most probably they'll give him a fair score, albeit reluctantly.

"..."

Bai Junze's fairness has been set.

What about Lin Tian and Gan Yanyu's?

Lin Tian, for a moment, wasn't sure how to comfort Gan Yanyu.

And Gan Yanyu, although asking this question, didn't seem affected in her demeanor.

She just supported her head with her hands, lying on the sofa, continuing to watch the big screen.

As if thinking of something.

Gradually, a satisfied smile appeared on her face.

"Isn't it nice... just you and me performing."

"Pft."

Lin Tian was amused by this unexpected remark.

"What's funny?"

Hearing Lin Tian's laughter, Gan Yanyu sat up straight, widening her eyes at him.

"Nothing."

"Don't you think, actually it's quite...."

"Romantic, right?"

"I didn't say it."

"It's indeed stylish, facing the world together with Little Gan."

Lin Tian said.

By this time, the host's voice rang from the screen—

"Let's welcome to the stage the next contestant, Mao Weiang!"

"Look."

Lin Tian pointed at the screen, chuckling,

"The World's big BOSS is here."