Otaku Translation: My Girlfriend Is a Cello Player C139

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Chapter 139: What Type of Boy Do You Like?

"Your sense of style?" blinked in confusion.

He glanced down at his usual outfit—. Nothing had changed. So what was different now?

"It just doesn't seem as bad as I thought," said, her tone careful but warm.

"So you're saying it used to be really bad?" Lin Tian asked, raising an eyebrow.

Gan Yanyu hesitated for a moment before nodding.

But Lin Tian still didn’t get it. His clothes hadn’t changed. What had?

Then it hit him like a lightning bolt.

Oh.

She wasn’t talking about the clothes. She was indirectly complimenting him for looking better than ever. That subtle way she spoke—it was classic Gan Yanyu. So refined in her awkwardness, so elegant in her bluntness.

He couldn’t help but smile.

“So, does that mean my looks have improved too?” he teased.

“Yeah, kind of,” she mumbled, cheeks slightly pink.

“That’s being modest now, isn’t it?”

“No! I’m not being modest—I just don’t know!” she whispered, her voice barely audible.

It was one of those strange things about Gan Yanyu. She had no real concept of aesthetics. She couldn’t judge whether someone looked good or not. Her perception came only from others' opinions and how she felt when she saw them.

Still, there was one thing she knew for sure—she knew she was beautiful. Not because anyone told her, but because every time she looked in the mirror or watched herself on video, she felt a quiet joy. The more she saw, the more that joy grew.

And right now, standing in front of the mirror with freshly applied makeup and a new hairstyle, Lin Tian was giving her exactly that feeling. It wasn’t just that he looked better—it was that he looked right. Natural yet refined, simple yet striking.

Lin Tian caught her staring and suddenly felt self-conscious.

“What do you think of this hair? Does it make me look too young? Should I try a different style?” he asked, gesturing toward his forehead.

“Of course you should change it!” she said without hesitation.

Lin Tian’s heart sank. Was it really that bad? Not even age-related—just plain ugly?

“I’ll help you fix it,” she offered, already getting up to fetch a comb and a hair dryer.

Before he could say anything else, he was sitting on a chair like a little kid, letting her work her magic.

The sound of the blow dryer buzzed in his ears. Miss Gan was doing his hair. It felt oddly intimate. He almost wished they’d switched roles.

Then it struck him again—this was a perfect opportunity.

After the , he was going to confess. But he didn’t know what type of guy Gan Yanyu liked. Girls were complicated creatures. Just because she seemed like a "" didn’t mean she wanted a “classically dressed” boyfriend. In fact, girls often craved the opposite of what they lacked. That was why sweet, well-behaved girls sometimes fell for rebellious boys.

So if he wanted to win her heart, he needed to understand her taste. And now, with her holding the hair dryer and focused on his head, maybe it was the perfect time to ask.

Carefully, he chose his words.

“Miss Gan, what kind of hairstyles do you prefer?”

The noise of the hair dryer drowned out his question at first. He repeated it louder.

“Do you like something youthful, mature, or bold?”

It was a clever move. He wasn’t asking directly, “What type of boy do you like?” instead, he tied it into their current situation—her helping him with his hair. It was subtle enough that she wouldn’t suspect anything.

Highly strategic.

Gan Yanyu paused mid-blow-dry, clearly confused.

“What? You’re asking about music styles, aren’t you?” she muttered.

“Nope,” Lin Tian said with a grin, “I’m asking about your preferences.”

“Oh… I see.”

She thought for a moment, then answered slowly, “Actually... I like something grand.”

“Grand?” Lin Tian blinked. “That’s a description of a hairstyle?”

He stared at her, trying to imagine what she meant.

“Can you explain what you mean by ‘grand,’ Miss Gan?”

“It’s more of a feeling,” she said. “I can’t really describe it.”

“Well, since it’s a feeling, it’s okay if it’s vague. Just tell me.”

“It’s like… when you see it, it gives you this overwhelming sense of scale and power. It feels epic. Expansive. Majestic.”

Lin Tian’s jaw dropped.

Epic? Expansive? Majestic?

Her standards were higher than he expected. Not just grand, but majestic.

Lin Tian gulped.

Just then, Gan Yanyu smiled and said, “Done.”

Lin Tian looked in the mirror. The once-boyish, unkempt mop on his head had been transformed into something clean, structured, and effortlessly cool—a perfect .

“You should wear this to your tomorrow,” she said, smiling softly.

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