"This seemingly grand ’classical Renaissance’ is actually just a facade; not many people truly understand classical music. They don’t understand the structural beauty of the ’Blue Danube’, nor the emotional impact of the ’Fate Symphony’. They just edit these pieces into 15-second short video clips for widespread dissemination. Everyone is just following the crowd for exposure; they’re all fulfilling a formality—the ’Renaissance of Classical Music’....."
The old man grew more and more excited as he spoke, to the point of spittle flying, which is probably why he had to walk to the balcony alone.
Listening to these words, Lin Tian hadn’t yet reacted. However, Gan Yanyu nodded somewhat bleakly, expressing her agreement.
This matter has always been a knot in Gan Yanyu’s heart.
From the beginning, she didn’t really care about how many views their video got, how much the album sold, or how many people attended the concert.
To Gan Yanyu, these were all superficial.
What Gan Yanyu always wanted was just for more people to feel the charm of her classical music and find the joy they sought from it—nothing more than that.
Increasing traffic and more people feeling the joy of music.
This seemed like two non-conflicting matters.
Yet here, they are incredibly contradictory.
"These things, we know."
He and Gan Yanyu have always been dedicated to conveying the music they wrote themselves.
They are not merely composing a piece, then playing it, and selling it right away.
Lin Tian really did think carefully with Gan Yanyu about how to express this matter.
Otherwise—they wouldn’t have to spend so much effort considering how to perform it every time after composing the piece.
just articulated more harshly the concerns Lin Tian and Gan Yanyu had always been considering.
"Take my students, for example."
Tuoba Jianhui finally steered the conversation back to the previous topic.
"Thanks to you, more students have voluntarily come to learn classical music from me this year. In almost every class, there are students auditing endlessly."
"But the longer students stay with me, the greater their worries become—not just one student has approached me to discuss employment issues."
"Last week, my favorite student—a young man I taught from undergraduate to doctoral level—got employed in a field entirely unrelated to music, entering an internet tech giant."
Upon hearing this, Lin Tian and Gan Yanyu were both slightly moved.
A student taught from undergraduate to doctoral level...
Considering he was the favorite, it’s clear how much effort Tuoba Jianhui poured into him.
Countless days and nights, the two sat in the classrooms of the Tianchao Music University, discussing the understanding of classical music, having extensive discussions about those brilliant and dazzling classical musicians....
But in the end, he completely gave up on everything and went to a field utterly unrelated to music.
Such pain is imaginable.
This probably is also the reason Tuoba Jianhui insisted on inviting Lin Tian and Gan Yanyu today.
No wonder Lin Tian found Tuoba Jianhui more emotional today, talking more and being less aggressive than before.
It seems, he is also tired.
"Today’s young people, they are really restless, but you can’t blame them. Rather, most students don’t even know why they are studying classical music; they just rush into this glamour."
"In your young people’s terms, maybe they think ’it’s cool’, or perhaps they think it ’can satisfy themselves’, but most of them have a very superficial understanding,"
"I think you are too pessimistic, Mr. Tuoba."
Gan Yanyu spoke up, interrupting Tuoba Jianhui. Get full chapters from novel•fire.net
Tuoba Jianhui was taken aback, turning his head to look at the young lady.
Gan Yanyu took a deep breath and said,
"Choosing a path because it’s ’cool’, I don’t think there’s anything wrong with that. The reason for the choice doesn’t matter; what’s important is whether one is sincere....."
"You’re right, aren’t you."
Tuoba Jianhui looked at Gan Yanyu, not refuting, with a gentle smile.
In his eyes, a reflection of Gan Yanyu appeared.....
And vaguely, he seemed to see the silhouette of another person.
"Yes, I’m just too pessimistic."
Tuoba Jianhui turned his gaze back to the sky,
"Otherwise, I wouldn’t keep using this method to numb myself."
"Are you talking about... the orchestra?" He Zhichen asked.
About why, after experiencing such a significant impact back then, Tuoba Jianhui still persistently fought on the frontline 20 years later.
Leading the orchestra constantly touring and performing in various places.
It turned out... it was all to numb himself?
He Zhichen felt astonished.
What kind of pain is it?
That made Senior Gan Hua choose to completely leave the music industry and make coffee for more than ten years.
While Tuoba Jianhui needed to play for 20 more years to numb himself, preventing the memories from surfacing.
Lin Tian, although not previously involved in the conversation with Tuoba Jianhui,
judged roughly from the dialogue and reactions between He Zhichen and him.
An unpleasant emotion surged to his mind.
In a certain sense, Tuoba Jianhui’s actions are even more hateful than Sir Gan’s.
Although Sir Gan acted as a deserter, his heart remained free, choosing an entirely different life path.