Swinging and swaying, the day of the competition has finally arrived.
Bright and early, Lin Tian bought breakfast and called Gan Yanyu over.
The two sat in the living room of Lin Tian's house, facing each other while eating breakfast, and their conversation dwindled significantly.
Tension, anxiety, yet there was a hint of excitement.
These emotions played back and forth across the girl's face...
"Mr. Gan."
"....."
"Yanyu!"
"Ah.... Ah?!"
Gan Yanyu snapped back to reality.
Her eyes widened, looking at Lin Tian, while the steamed bun in her hand was frozen mid-air.
"What... what's the matter?"
"Did you sleep well? You don't seem very spirited."
Lin Tian asked, somewhat helplessly.
If morale was this low before the battle, it was a sign of potential disaster.
"I slept.... I think I did sleep, I remember my eyes were closed."
"..."
It's over,
She's started to talk nonsense.
"You're not at all like a musician."
Lin Tian put down his spoon and walked up to Gan Yanyu.
