"NICE!"
Almost the moment the results were announced.
Lin Tian clenched his fist, releasing the long-suppressed emotions within.
—Refreshing!
Finally,
Three months.
From the debut concert, to the Star Cup, then to the Yingqin Cup.
He had been competing on many stages with Gan Yanyu.
For the first time, Lin Tian truly felt—"I won."
And it was a huge win!
Though it was only the semi-finals.
But it was enough to uplift spirits.
Happily, Lin Tian also felt a bit emotional.
It turns out this competition,
can be won for real...
Every time, for various reasons, he was always "just a bit short," almost losing hope.
But Lin Tian knew.
In the real world, some victories are precious because of their process...
When facing Tuoba Jianhui, Lin Tian had prepared to try again in two years.
But they did it.
This victory, even Lin Tian was so moved.
Not to mention Gan Yanyu, who had always aimed for this goal.
This is a step closer to the "dream," isn't it?
"....."
