"Why did you suddenly ask that?"
Lin Tian was a little confused.
"It's just... if one day, I disappoint you, and you find out I'm not the kind of cellist you imagined. Maybe there's someone more suited to your music than me."
"Don't say that."
Lin Tian rubbed his forehead and said, word by word,
"No one is more suited to my music than Teacher Gan, okay?"
"..."
Gan Yan Yu said nothing.
Just then—
"Hello!"
A bespectacled man holding a tablet appeared beside their table and raised a hand in greeting.
"Oh, you're here."
Gao Zhenyang immediately rose to shake the man's hand.
"And this is?"
"Let me introduce him. This is my friend, a professional music manager, He Zhichen."
"Oh."
Lin Tian suddenly understood. "Hello."
Gan Yan Yu wore a baffled expression until Gao Zhenyang turned to explain to her,
"Some time ago, when Teacher Lin was preparing for his arts entrance exam with me, he specifically asked me to introduce you to a good music manager after the Star Cup, so you could get acquainted first."
"Oh, I see."
"I told you about this," Lin Tian reminded her.
"When?"
"Last Thursday at dinner."
"Did you?"
"We had kelp and pork bone soup that day."
"Oh, I think I remember now."
"..."
Sure enough, she only remembered when food was mentioned.
Lin Tian's idea was simple.
Sooner or later, he and Gan Yan Yu would need a professional manager.
Rather than blindly searching on their own, they might as well have the reliable Gao Zhenyang introduce someone.
Before becoming a university teacher, Gao Zhenyang had also been a music manager. With his current position in the Music Association, his connections were far broader.
Even if they found a manager, Lin Tian and Gan Yan Yu did not need