"We must win, we have to win, even if we've realized our own powerlessness, even if we know we might not be able to win this competition, still, in the depths of despair, we must pick up the bow and continue to play."
"And when the moment of truth arrives, elder, did you regret it?"
Lin Tian said calmly, though his heart was already a stormy sea.
Constantly emphasizing the responsibilities he bears.
Imagining classical music standing tall at the pinnacle of the world once more.
When truly standing on the stage of the world competition, there is no way back.
Numerous eyes had long placed Gan Hua on the fire to roast.
In that place, losing the competition.
For sixteen years, no longer playing the cello.
Was it really because of "losing the competition and the collapse of the mindset"?
If from the beginning, it was known that it was a contest that couldn't be won?
