CHAPTER 620: CHAPTER 401 DRAGON VIOLIN CUP FINALS - LIN TIAN IN EVERYONE’S EYES_3

This sentence is obviously also directed at Mao Weiang beside him.

Although it wasn’t spoken directly, Mao Weiang quickly waved his hand upon hearing it, approached Bai Xi, and said seriously,

"No, Bai Xi, your cello is equally excellent. The championship is still undecided. If you get discouraged now, all your effort would be wasted."

Seeing the earnest Mao Weiang, Bai Xi burst into laughter.

"No need to comfort me, the difference in skill is apparent—don’t worry, I wasn’t set on winning the championship anyway."

Bai Xi said with a smile, "I have always just been playing for a perfect version of ’myself’, and reaching the Dragon Violin Cup finals is satisfying enough for me."

For the sake of a "perfect" self?

Mao Weiang had never heard such a statement before and was somewhat surprised.

"But, I truly envy you all. Back then, I wanted Mr. Lin Tian to listen to my performance and give me some guidance, but he just wouldn’t agree no matter what."

Bai Xi leaned against the desk, arms crossed,

"Ah, he’s the best producer in the world in my eyes..."

Hearing this, Gan Yanyu, who had been focused on watching the performance, turned his head.

Stunned.

Is that so?

"....."

"So, Bai Xi, you also received quite a bit of help from Mr. Lin Tian."

"Yes."

Bai Xi looked up and sighed,

"Quite a bit of help."

Mao Weiang turned his gaze back to the big screen, looking at Bai Junze, feeling a sense of emotion.

Unexpectedly,

Mr. Lin Tian, unknowingly, helped so many cellists...

He looked at Gan Yanyu beside him, feeling a bit puzzled.

Not here yet?

...

...

"Hey, hey... is he okay?"

"Oh my god, he’s bleeding a lot!"

"Call an ambulance, call an ambulance!"

"He looks so familiar, I feel like I’ve seen this boy somewhere before..."

"..."

A noisy sound was in his ears.

Dazed, Lin Tian slowly opened his eyes.

Surrounded by a crowd of onlookers, in front of him, a man was anxiously making a phone call.

"Hello... is this 120? I hit someone, can you come quickly?"

"Hurry up... it’s life or death!!"

The man was shouting anxiously.

When Lin Tian fully opened his eyes, the man turned his head, and seeing Lin, immediately widened his eyes and asked with concern:

"Buddy, are you okay?!"

"Are you alright? I’ve already called an ambulance, hang in there..."

...

Lin Tian just found the noise very annoying.

He covered his faintly aching head, then put his hand down and saw it covered in blood.

"Damn....."

Lin Tian cursed quietly, then got up from the ground.

Seeing this, the driver uncle immediately panicked:

"Buddy, what are you doing?? I’m on the phone, don’t move around!!"

"Stop shouting, I’m fine!"

Lin Tian’s shout made the driver immediately quiet down.

The teenager’s gaze swept around, and he quickly saw that his booked ride-share car was still parked on the opposite side.

Still on time... time.

Feeling the intense pain from his legs, Lin Tian forced himself to stand and started walking forward.

"Wow, is he crazy?!"

"He’s already hit like this and can still walk?!"

"He’s practically a superman."

"This... this just lets the driver off, without making him pay everything?!"

The onlookers exclaimed, some shocked, some fearful.

At this moment, the uncle, looking at Lin Tian’s back shadow, knelt down directly, moved to tears.

Dialing another number:

"Hello... honey, you wouldn’t believe what just happened..."

"I met a living Buddha."

....

When Lin Tian got into the car, the driver looked back and was so scared he almost fell over.

"Wow, buddy, don’t mess around!!"

The driver quickly fastened his seatbelt, feeling a surge of righteous spirit,

"I’ll take you to the hospital right now!"

"No need."

Lin Tian kicked the back of the seat cushion hard, gritting his teeth,

"Baijing International Music Hall, hurry!"