Chapter 8

Xu Nu was inexplicably excited by Du Xinghe's words. Although she wasn't the kind of girl who lacked her own opinions and would believe whatever others said, deep down, she was still easily influenced by others' enthusiasm.

Youth and talent. These were her only two weapons. Why did they sound so powerful when spoken by Du Xinghe!

A burning sensation welled up inside her. Xu Nu promised Du Xinghe, "I'll work hard, little boss, don't worry. The company is going through a tough time, and I don't have any special requests. I just hope you can help me choose a song. I always pick the wrong ones. If you think 'Burial' isn't suitable for the competition, I'll choose a more powerful song for the semi-finals. What do you think about me covering Zhang Dehua's 'I Want to Fly Higher'?"

"If you use 'I Want to Fly Higher' for the competition, the result will be even worse than 'Burial.' You're not suitable for this kind of song."

Du Xinghe had heard the song king Zhang Dehua's 'I Want to Fly Higher.' It was a popular hit, quite passionate, but not suitable for Xu Nu's voice.

"Then what song do you think I should choose?"

"Given your voice characteristics, singing others' songs isn't very suitable. Your greatest advantage is your clear and transparent voice, but it's also your biggest weakness. Your singing lacks technique and tension. You can only perfectly perform a song that you feel deeply. If you don't sing with your heart, the感染力 and magnetism of your voice will fade a lot."

Du Xinghe's words were sharp and to the point, and Xu Nu immediately saw her strengths and weaknesses, feeling as if a veil had been lifted from her eyes.

"Then should I sing my own songs?" Xu Nu asked Du Xinghe.

"Do you have any more passionate songs among the ones you wrote? Something that can grab people's hearts right away?"

Xu Nu frowned and said, "My songs are mostly melancholic, and there doesn't seem to be anything particularly passionate."

"I guessed as much. Your overall state has always been rather low, so you definitely can't write songs that excite people."

Standing up and coming to Xu Nu's side, Du Xinghe spoke like an elder, with the tone of someone who had been through a lot: "Actually, everyone faces setbacks when they're young and inexperienced. It's normal, and there's no need to wallow in self-pity. You should try to lift yourself up. Compared to me, what you've been through is nothing. Look at me, I faced such a huge setback and still managed to stand up. I believe that if you can lift yourself up, your future will be great. The future of our Cloud World will also be great."

Du Xinghe spoke sincerely, genuinely hoping that Xu Nu would lift herself up, because he had already thought of a new song for her to sing. This song matched Xu Nu's state of mind, but to sing it well, she needed to lift herself up.

Holding the guitar and looking up at Du Xinghe's bright, reserved eyes, Xu Nu felt moved and increasingly found it hard to read him.

The lean, handsome boy in front of her, once known as the "Huaguang Wolf," would approach any pretty girl he saw, and was notorious for being shameless and seeking attention at Huaguang Art School.

Now, after a major car accident, he had become so deep and reserved.

It seemed that adversity could truly make a person grow quickly.

Since Du Xinghe could overcome such a great adversity and become even better, why shouldn't she lift herself up?

Infused with the powerful spirit from Du Xinghe, Xu Nu felt much more confident about her future.

"Thank you for your encouragement, Du Xinghe. I'll work hard. I also believe that the future of Cloud World will be great."

With a genius like Du Xinghe leading the way, Xu Nu was increasingly optimistic about the future of Cloud World.

"Very good, your eyes look much more spirited. Young people should have this kind of fighting spirit; it's our greatest wealth!" Du Xinghe clenched his fist, speaking as always, inspiring and uplifting.

Stimulated, Xu Nu said, "You've made me want to really give it a shot! But what should I use to fight? The semi-finals are in two days. You're not going to make me write an inspiring song in two days, are you? I'm not as talented as you."

"Don't worry, as your boss, how could I let you fight alone? I listened to you sing 'Burial' just now and roughly understood your inner world. I've already sketched out a song that fits your state of mind. If you use this song for the semi-finals, it will definitely impress the audience!"

Seeing Du Xinghe's confidence, Xu Nu became extremely interested and asked, "You've already written the song for me so quickly? That's impossible, right?"

"There's no 'impossible' in my dictionary."

Enjoying Xu Nu's admiring gaze, Du Xinghe felt as if he had returned to No. 43 Baojiastreet, the peak of his glory. His mood became buoyant, and he even joked with Xu Nu, saying, "I've even thought of a name for the song, 'I Am a Big Chest Girl.'"

Xu Nu gave Du Xinghe a playful glare, scolding him, "Stop joking around. You were so serious just now, and now you're being silly."

"Hehe, no more jokes. Give me the guitar, and I'll really sketch out a song for you. I'll sing it for you to hear."

Standing up, Xu Nu handed the guitar and chair to Du Xinghe and asked, "Are you sure you're not joking? I'm not in the mood for jokes right now."

Seeing the old Du Xinghe again, Xu Nu was a bit worried. Was he trying to take advantage of her again?

Xu Nu was overthinking it. After taking the guitar, Du Xinghe sat down, crossed his legs, and found a comfortable position. He then pinched the chords and lightly strummed the strings. As the music spread, he exuded a charm that seemed to be enveloped by magic.

Like a martial arts master skilled in eighteen weapons, Du Xinghe could play any instrument at a master level, thanks to his decades of musical cultivation. Whether it was playing, singing, or any other music-related skill, he could handle it.

After finding his rhythm, Du Xinghe pressed the strings with his palm to stop the music and turned his head to tell Xu Nu, who was standing by the wall, "Pay close attention. The guitar accompaniment for this song is simple, just a few chord changes. With your skills, you can master it quickly. The key is to grasp the inner emotion of the song. To sing it well, you need a strong inner force and the ability to ignite yourself. I'm not feeling well right now, so I can't fully convey the essence of the song. Listen carefully and try to capture the essence of the song."

Seeing that Du Xinghe wasn't joking, Xu Nu listened attentively.

"The name of this song is 'I Am a Little Bird.'"

After a brief introduction, Du Xinghe strummed the strings and played a lonely and captivating prelude.

Closing his eyes, as if transported back to a previous realm, he began his moving performance.