"Alvin’s C Major Concerto No. 6."
Gao Zhenyang played for a while, then let Lin Tian take over.
While leading Lin Tian’s hands to play, he said,
"This piece is quite joyful, isn’t it?"
"When you play it, try not to think about the sheet music in your mind. Start from Alvin’s story, put yourself in the perspective of the musician, think about it, if you were the composer, what would you want to express with this piece...."
Lin Tian closed his eyes.
Entered into meditation.
Among this joyful piano sound.
What did he discover?
Beneath the joy, there seemed to be a hint of nostalgia, a touch of sadness.
It expressed something more like "the joy that has passed," such a theme.
Alvin, what kind of person was he...
Lin Tian suddenly woke up with a start.
The scenes got mixed up!!
"How is it? Did you feel anything?"
Gao Zhenyang eagerly asked.
"The immersion is strong, felt like I was being pelted by a monkey with stones."
"So, Mr. Gao, are you sure this really works?"
Lin Tian asked, somewhat skeptical.
"I’m not sure either... I was trying it with you just now..."
Turns out Gao Zhenyang wasn’t teaching me.
He was experimenting with me!
The theme was: "On how Gan Yanyu achieves a hundred percent immersion in performance and the necessity of our learning"
"I guess I should go home and think it over."
Lin Tian stood up from his chair,
"Thank you, Mr. Gao, I’ll come again next week."
Only two weeks left until the art exam.
Lin Tian increasingly felt that his studying had hit a plateau.
On other subjects, he was doing well.
But for instrumental performance, Lin Tian always felt like he was lacking a lot.
It’s as if his "Emerald" grade piano skills.
Had all been invested into becoming an "Accompanist" expert.
When it came time for him to perform solo, he felt even worse than "silver."
That doesn’t make any sense.
Hence, he thought of seeking Gao Zhenyang.
After all, as a Music Academy teacher, he could indeed provide a lot of help in the art exam.
Studying Gan Yanyu was an unexpected turn for Lin Tian.
Could it be possible...
That Lin Tian initially could never resonate musically with Gan Yanyu, making him engage in self-torture?
That guy, after all, is the Great Demon King.
If he had that capability, would Lin Tian still be here?
Talking about adopting the perspective of the music author, to feel the music...
Lin Tian truly felt powerless.
If he played a section of an action movie, especially one starring Miss Momonoki Kanami, maybe Lin Tian could.
Like, just hearing a cry.
Lin Tian could immersive himself, analyzing which part Miss Taozi was being entered, how deep, and probably what position.
And from there, deduce what the scenario was, whether the person involved was a boss, coworker, younger brother’s creditor, or the bald brother of a husband?
This, is the confidence that experience brings to Lin Tian!
If Gan Yanyu is the Great Demon King of art, Lin Tian is the Great Demon King of art films.
It’s a pity the Music Academy doesn’t test for that.
However, speaking of imitating Gan Yanyu...
There’s another most absurd thing that Lin Tian just overlooked.
To know, from Gan Yanyu’s perspective, Lin Tian is the music author!
But what she immerses into isn’t Lin Tian’s perspective; she could recreate "a lonely soul" and converse with it.
If it weren’t for conjuring up a reason like "inspiration from a dream,"
From Gan Yanyu’s viewpoint, Lin Tian might possibly have 18 personalities.
Every time she performed, she would converse with one of Lin Tian’s personalities, gradually achieving the "Lin Tian Full Personality Collection" accomplishment.
Lin Tian took a deep breath and went back to the piano.
He wouldn’t believe it, if Gan Yanyu could do it, he couldn’t!
Across from the apartment of the young pianist, in the unit directly opposite in the same building.
In a messy living room.
Gan Yanyu, barefoot and disheveled, was stepping on sheet music.
With the deeply profound sound of the cello resonating,
the young girl closed her eyes, letting the sweat seep down her forehead.
Two minutes later, Gan Yanyu put down her bow.
Looking at the "E minor Cello Concerto" in front of her, she sighed.
Thinking back to the conversation with her parents that day,
Gan Yanyu felt a bit downhearted.
For some reason, after leaving Lin Tian,
her performances always seemed unable to progress smoothly.
Especially with this piece of music.
Once she began playing, her mind would conjure up the day of the competition when she walked onto the stage alone, faced the audience, and felt completely disoriented inside.
Could it be that she really couldn’t separate herself from Lin Tian...?
With things going this way, how could she ever catch up to Lin Tian?
He must have almost mastered the trio by now...
And yet, she was still dragging him down.
I must practice more, even more...
Thinking so, Gan Yanyu’s phone suddenly rang.
The young girl picked it up; it was a message from Lin Tian.
[Ordered some pudding delivery, stop practicing, come take a break]
Gan Yanyu, playing with her fingers, stood outside the door, bowing her head, small and delicate.
Seeing the worn-out Gan Yanyu, Lin Tian didn’t say much.
Walking into the living room, seeing the dessert box already prepared on the table.
The girl’s face finally showed some spirit, sitting in the chair, she opened the packaging.
Lin Tian quietly watched from the side.
His learning schedule had still failed.
Lin Tian now suddenly wondered, possibly, Gan Yanyu’s method wasn’t suitable for him.
After all, Lin Tian has always been not very serious.
He was the type to surf the net, loving to play with dark humor.
When the teacher was angry above, he would try not to laugh below.
The more bizarre the atmosphere, the harder it was for him to hold back.
In this situation, making him learn Gan Yanyu’s immersive performance was difficult.
Firstly, he couldn’t be as pure as Gan Yanyu.
Gan Yanyu was too unique, her personality is cold, her emotions stable, her mind single-tracked.... and not very mentally stable.
Trying to mimic a mentally ill person’s thoughts was itself a bit insane.
For a while, both were somewhat silent.
One preparing for the arts examination, the other preparing for a competition.
Yet both were trapped in different dilemmas...
Lin Tian could perhaps sense it too.
Previously in duo, though challenging, it was mostly within a bearable range.
But now in solo, having parted ways, even Lin Tian became somewhat introverted.
Yet, this might be the "growing pains" they inevitably had to face.
Just after separating, such pain was unavoidable.
If they couldn’t even endure this, what was there to talk about the Dragon Violin Cup, or the world contest?
"When does the Star Cup begin?"
Realizing that continuing in silence was not the solution, Lin Tian asked.
"Next Sunday," Gan Yanyu said.
Gan Yanyu played with her hair, thought for a moment, and softly said,
"Didn’t reach the expected results."
"What do you think is the reason?"
The girl’s pupils trembled slightly,
"Maybe... because I’m alone, I feel somewhat hollow inside..."
Lin Tian stopped Gan Yanyu, stunned,
"So, you actually learned it, but didn’t achieve the effect you wanted?"
"I am currently stuck on the instrumental performance."
"Stuck on instrumental?"
Gan Yanyu was somewhat incredulous.
She didn’t believe that Lin Tian would fail in performance.
"Not really, mainly, I set the bar too high for myself."
Lin Tian didn’t spare his pride; he was realistic.
Then, he clapped his fist.
Just right, both of us are stuck in the same spot.
Why don’t we play a duet now?