Emotions?
Upon hearing Gan Yan Yu's words, Lin Tian's first reaction was to shrink his head back.
No—
So she had been conscious the whole time?!
Lin Tian had always thought that when Gan Yan Yu performed, she was so completely immersed in the music that her awareness of the real world was no different from being asleep.
Yet not only had Gan Yan Yu been conscious, she had been very clear-headed.
She had noticed Lin Tian "slipping in something extra" through the music.
Fair enough.
During that performance, Lin Tian had suppressed Gan Yan Yu through the music.
It was like taking a punch.
Maybe she did not remember exactly how it had happened.
But being pinned beneath someone probably did not feel very good.
Even if it did not feel bad—if it felt good.
She still would not have woken up with absolutely no awareness of it.
So Lin Tian began playing dumb.
He asked tentatively,
"Teacher Gan, the emotions you mentioned—what exactly do you mean?"
"Hm?"
Gan Yan Yu tilted her head, a puzzled expression appearing on her face.
"You don't know what emotions your own music conveyed?"
"I wouldn't put it that way."
Lin Tian did not dare act too stupid. Taking it too far would look fake.
So he chose an answer that was vague enough while leaving Gan Yan Yu no opening to question it.
"It's just that there were a lot of emotions in that performance. I'm not sure which one you mean."
"The part starting at nine seconds into the first section of the third movement."
Gan Yan Yu said.
"..."
What kind of person remembered something that clearly?!
Lin Tian had forgotten which part he had started improvising from!
"Well, it's kind of complicated to explain."
As though trying to drag