"NICE!"
Almost the instant the result was announced,
Lin Tian raised his fist, releasing the emotions he had been holding back for so long.
—That felt good!
Finally,
after three months,
from the concert debut, to the Star Cup, then the Parrot Qin Cup,
he and Gan Yan Yu had fought on several stages together.
For the first time, Lin Tian truly and vividly felt that they had—won.
And it was a huge win!
Even though it was only the semifinals,
it was still enough to lift their spirits.
While rejoicing, Lin Tian also felt a little sentimental.
So this competition
really was fucking winnable.
Every time, for one reason or another, they had always fallen "just a little short," to the point that Lin Tian had nearly lost hope.
But Lin Tian also knew
that in the real world, some victories were precious precisely because of the journey it took to attain them.
When they had run into Tuoba Jianhui, Lin Tian had already prepared himself to return two years later.
But they had still done it.
Even Lin Tian was so moved by this victory.
Not to mention Gan Yan Yu, who had been fighting toward this goal all along.
They were one step closer to their "dream" now, weren't they?
"..."
Lin Tian turned to look at Gan Yan Yu.
To his surprise, she was not as excited as he had imagined.
The girl stared blankly at the big screen, lost in thought.
Lin Tian suddenly remembered.
Two years ago,
sixteen-year-old Gan Yan Yu seemed to have withdrawn from the competition on the Parrot Qin Cup semifinal stage.
The same quarterfinal matchup, the same stage. Back then, Gan Yan Yu had not carried on with the match. She had left for the United Kingdom and become the