My Girlfriend Is a Cello Player Chapter 155:

Chapter 155: Is Zhang Dong Awake?

The spark that ignited the firestorm in the comnts section ca from a user who claid to provide an "objective and rational analysis." They argued that, after listening carefully to the trio's performance of Spanish Bullfighting Song, it was painfully obvious that Zhang Dong had been outclassed.

One particularly scathing critique ca from a Bilibili user nad "I'm Cat-chan's Dog."

"Before I start, let preface this by saying I graduated from a music conservatory, so my musical taste is sharper than most. Seeing people spamming things like 'Brother Dong heroically enters' in the chat honestly makes cringe."

"Now, back to Spanish Bullfighting Song. For the first ten asures of the introduction, all three perforrs sounded fine. But starting at asure eleven, when the main lody kicks in, Brother Dong's bowing technique and pitch accuracy noticeably deteriorated. By asure twenty-one, where sliding notes are crucial for conveying emotional intensity, his violin sounded tolerable on its own—but when paired with the piano and cello, it beca a disaster. He was dragging the other two down."

"By the ti they reached the fast-paced climax, Brother Dong's limitations were laid bare. It was clear he was barely holding on. Thankfully, the video cut off after just one segnt of the climax. If they'd recorded even two more seconds, I guarantee you'd have seen him completely fall apart."

"To be fair, Brother Dong's rendition of Spanish Bullfighting Song is solid enough to justify his title as 'the person who understands Moonlight and Cat best online.' But those two? Those two were on another level entirely."

"Let put it bluntly for those blindly cheering him on: your diocre violin playing only dragged their performance down. Kicking you out would've been justified—let alone thanking you."

...

The mont this comnt appeared, the comnt section exploded.

Zhang Dong's fans retaliated with lightning speed, flooding the thread at a rate of roughly ten replies per second.

"What nonsense! The violin naturally lacks the depth of a cello—it's normal for it to sound weaker!"

"Who do you think you are, critiquing soone like this? If you're so good, why don't you step up?"

"Do you even know who Brother Dong is? He used to be a professional violinist! He competed in TWO actual music competitions. How dare you criticize him?"

"Are you kidding ? Brother Dong has dedicated his life to studying Moonlight and Cat's music. Are you seriously claiming you understand it better than him?"

The comnt war raged on, with both sides exchanging increasingly heated argunts. However, thanks to Zhang Dong's massive fanbase, his supporters ultimately overwheld the opposition. Even neutral viewers tended to side with Zhang Dong—a violinist with millions of followers and the prestigious (albeit exaggerated) title of "forr professional violinist"—over two unknown street musicians.

In their fervor to defend him, so fans went overboard:

"Enough already. Brother Dong elevated their performance. Those two will never encounter soone of his caliber in their lifetis."

"If Brother Dong hadn't retired to focus on content creation, he could've easily beco an international violin virtuoso. His talent speaks for itself."

"Hah! If you claim those two understand Moonlight and Cat better than Brother Dong, prove it with evidence. Otherwise, I'll assu you're delusional."

Stop. Just stop.

Zhang Dong wanted nothing more than to crawl into a hole and die.

He couldn't believe how far his fans were stretching the truth. Sure, calling himself a "forr professional violinist" sounded impressive, but all it really ant was that he'd once signed with a music agency. Being an 18th-tier singer doesn't make you a superstar, does it? If he truly had that kind of skill, would he be making videos for likes and views?

Normally, he didn't mind when fans hyped him up—it secretly made him feel good. But seeing them twist reality to argue that his violin skills surpassed the other two perforrs? It burned his cheeks with sha.

Claiming they were "evenly matched" was already a stretch; now his fans were insisting he'd crushed them. Wasn't this just asking for trouble? What if those two saw this video? Where would he hide his face then?

Still, there was one silver lining: those two didn't seem famous. They were probably nobodies. Even if the video blew up, it wouldn't cause too much damage. Had they been renowned musicians or popular creators themselves, Zhang Dong would've thrown himself out the window without hesitation.

"Ding dong—"

Just as he was spiraling into despair, Zhang Dong's phone buzzed with a notification.

"'Moonlight and Cat' has uploaded a new video! Co check it out~"

...

A new video? Zhang Dong was surprised. Despite everything, he was still a die-hard fan of Moonlight and Cat. After all, his obsession with their music was what drove him to study it so intensely.

After enduring the humiliation of being roasted in the comnts, perhaps this new video would bring him so comfort.

He clicked play.

Hats, masks, bookstore entrance… Ha. Must've accidentally reopened his own video.

He exited and tried again.

Hats, masks, bookstore entrance…

"FUUUUCK—"

A primal scream erupted from Zhang Dong's bedroom, shaking the entire apartnt building late into the night.

His world collapsed.

"No, wait, wait, wait…"

Staring at the unmistakable Bilibili ~ Moonlight and Cat watermark in the corner of the screen, Zhang Dong forced himself to calm down and watch the video.

In the footage, a man and woman sat before a piano outside a bookstore. The man played the piano while the woman handled the cello. Their piece? A brand-new composition titled A Step Away. There was no sign of any hired perforrs or third parties—they were undeniably Moonlight and Cat.

He had perford Spanish Bullfighting Song with Moonlight and Cat.

And then… he had rejected their invitation to continue playing together. He had fled.

Fled.

"Zhang Dong, what the hell were you thinking?!"

In a fit of self-loathing, Zhang Dong leapt onto his bed, pounding his head against the pillow. He had turned down an opportunity to collaborate with his idol—and missed a chance to add Moonlight and Cat on WeChat. At that mont, he felt like screaming "idiot" at himself a hundred tis over.

But this wasn't the worst part.

No, the worst part was the video he had posted earlier today.

It was over.

Completely, utterly over.

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anwhile, Lin Tian, freshly showered and lounging on the couch, scrolled through Bilibili without checking the feedback on their latest upload. Suddenly, he stumbled upon sothing unexpected:

"Street Encounter with Masters: Collaborative Performance of Spanish Bullfighting Song. An Epic Clash That Was So Satisfying!"

Ah, so the violinist from earlier was a Bilibili creator—and quite popular, at that. Intrigued, Lin Tian watched the video. As he scrolled down to read the comnts, he noticed sothing alarming: the comnt section was flooded with over 99 ntions tagging "@Moonlight and Cat."