After the performance ended, Lin Tian finally realized what his problem was.
He had been overly obsessed with practicing separately.
Because Lin Tian's thinking had been simple.
The two of them couldn't possibly keep playing duets together forever.
Just like this time—Lin Tian had his arts exam, while Gan Yan Yu had to compete in the Star Cup on her own.
It would be terrifying if they couldn't succeed without the other person.
But now Lin Tian realized something.
So what?
What was so bad about not separating?
They were partners. Weren't partners people who became partners because they were stronger together?
This "separation" was only physical separation, not spiritual separation!
Lin Tian had been working in the wrong direction from the start.
What he should have emphasized wasn't, "Even without this cello, I can still wipe out the enemy forces"!
It should have been—
"No matter where I am, the moment my piano begins to play, I believe that cello is always by my side."
That was the meaning of being partners.
It was like—
The solo practice Lin Tian wanted was like learning techniques from a girl. He thought what made him feel good was her skilled handiwork.
But that wasn't it at all.
Silly boy, what made you feel good wasn't her technique.
It was her as a person.
So no matter how Lin Tian imitated and studied, as long as he used his own hands, he could never find that same feeling.
What should he do?
Of course, when practicing solo—
He had to keep thinking about her face.
Imagine that she was sitting beside him, gently touching him. He had to believe she was right there by his side.
Only then could his solo practice display its strongest effect.
"..."
Gan Yan Yu seemed to