They raised their arms high and shouted in unison:
"Gan Yanyu!"
"Gan Yanyu!!"
"Gan Yanyu!!!"
The entire Golden Hall echoed with the girl's name.
Gan Yanyu's nose tingled with emotion, but she held back her feelings and stepped forward to grasp the trophy.
The trophy was cold and heavy. She instinctively tightened her grip, her knuckles turning white from the effort.
She lifted her head to look at the blur of lights and crowds below, her lips moved as if she wanted to say something, but the torrent of emotions choked her words.
In the end, Gan Yanyu only bowed deeply, deeply, as tears silently fell, dripping onto the cold crystal trophy, reflecting tiny shards of light...
Lin Tian stepped forward, gently patting the girl's back.
Gan Yanyu lifted her head to look at Lin Tian, her tear-streaked face meeting the gaze of the young man.
They just cried and smiled, saying nothing.
Everything was in the silence.
