A few days ago.
Deshi Hotel, top floor.
Inside the piano room.
"Lin Tian is your biggest obstacle to winning the Best Newcomer Award this time. If you confront him head-on with classical music, you have no chance of winning."
Yao Han, with his hands behind his back, paced around the room and said to Du Bianwu.
Du Bianwu sat in front of the piano, with a sullen face, and asked:
"(How do you know we'll both make it to the finals, and how do you know there are no other competitors?)"
"(If I prepare a targeted piece and Mr. Lin Tian doesn't make it to the finals, or if another formidable opponent appears, wouldn't you be leading me to disaster?)"
"No, it won't happen."
Yao Han suddenly leaned over, came to the piano, and revealed a relaxed yet slightly sly smile,
"In the end, only the two of you will compete for the Best Newcomer title."
"....."
Du Bianwu looked into Yao Han's eyes, still somewhat hesitant,
"(Are you so sure?)"
