The longed-for village system

Chapter 131 Dispelling Sorrow
Regardless of whether he agreed out of consideration for Chen Qing's feelings, he still had to observe proper etiquette. Moreover, Teacher He felt that Chen Qing's quick agreement was somewhat related to saving face for him; otherwise, he certainly wouldn't have agreed so readily.

So far, Chen Qing has only agreed to write a song for Zhang Jie, and that's because of Zhang Jie and Xiao Gu. This is the second time. He hasn't responded to any other singers' requests for songs.

"Brother Chen, I recently wrote some lyrics. Could you take a look and see if I can compose music for them?" Mao Mao asked impatiently.

Seeing Mao Mao run into the room and take out a notebook, Chen Qing had no choice but to open it and take a look. However, he was soon dumbfounded. It was not for any other reason than that he was very familiar with the lyrics, which were almost identical to the lyrics of Mao Mao's famous song "Xiao Chou" from his previous life.

It seems that fate has its own design; some songs are meant to be his, and his appearance is merely like a butterfly flapping its wings.

"How about it, Brother Chen? Can this song be set to music?"

Seeing Chen Qing holding the board without moving, Mao Mao thought her lyrics were no good, realizing she really didn't have the talent for creation.

"No, not bad, very good lyrics, give me a few minutes to think about it."

Chen Qing responded to Mao Mao's words, then picked up a pen and began to write on the paper. Since the words had already appeared in front of him, he would complete them himself. It was also a way of making amends to him.

The room fell silent instantly, everyone's eyes fixed on the notebook. Chen Qing's hands moved almost without pause as he wrote out the melody, followed by lyrics that looked strangely familiar yet slightly different to Mao Mao.

About twenty minutes later, a complete rendition of "Sorrow" was presented to everyone. Chen Qing breathed a sigh of relief and said to Mao Mao, "Mao Mao, take a look! See if you're satisfied. If you need any changes, you can tell me."

Others might need to take a look and confirm, but Mao Mao, as the lyricist, naturally incorporated the lyrics into Chen Qing's composition, so he already understands the song to some extent.

He was also shocked by Chen Qing's creative ability, having only glanced at his lyrics and completed the song arrangement in twenty minutes. Was this the creative speed of a normal human being?

So, the new song he released that I saw before wasn't something he had prepared beforehand; it might have been written on the spot. Maybe he's a demon disguised as a human!

Shocked as he was, he happily picked up his laptop and then thanked Chen Qing with an admiring expression, saying, "Thank you, Brother Chen, you're really amazing! I think this song is fantastic."

"It's also because you write good lyrics. Keep it up! Have more confidence in yourself. You have a great talent for this."

Chen Qing could tell that Mao Mao's confidence in this life was not strong, so he gave her some encouragement at the right time.

"Okay! Thank you for your encouragement, Teacher Chen. I understand."

Mao Mao stood up and bowed slightly to Chen Qing to express his gratitude. Even his way of addressing Chen Qing changed, which showed that he truly respected Chen Qing.

Zhou Shen was getting itchy and said to Mao Mao, "Mao Mao, sing it once. Let's listen to Teacher Chen's masterpiece first."

"This," Mao Mao looked up at the camera.

"It's okay. You can sing with confidence since it's not being broadcast live now. We'll edit it out later. If the show shows that your song has already been released, then we'll broadcast it as normal."

Teacher He knew Mao Mao's concerns, so he spoke up to dispel his worries, as he also wanted to hear the effect of the new song as soon as possible.

Hearing Teacher He's assurance, Mao Mao was naturally relieved and took out her notebook again to prepare. She made a small request to Chen Qing: "Brother Chen, could you please accompany me?" "Of course, I'll go get the guitar."

Chen Qing did not refuse Mao Mao's request. He took the guitar, nodded to Mao Mao, and began to play.

When you walk into this playground
Carry all the dreams and thoughts on your back

different face makeup

No one remembers what you look like
The audience was completely absorbed in the guitar music and lyrics, hearing in it the helplessness and perseverance people face in pursuing their dreams, as well as the singer's positive and uplifting spirit.

The lyrics are also very clever, especially the lines "One cup to the sunrise, one cup to the moonlight, one cup to the hometown, one cup to the distant place, one cup to tomorrow, one cup to the past," and the last line "One cup to freedom, one cup to death," which instantly elevate the meaning of the song.

Here, Chen Qing made some changes to the lyrics. Originally, Mao Mao wrote the lyrics as "One cup to the morning sun, one cup to the moonlight, one cup to the hometown, one cup to the distant place, one cup to tomorrow, one cup to the past," which alternated between the two lines. However, Chen Qing felt that this was too monotonous and did not have the strong sense of progression that he had in his previous life.

As soon as the song ended, Mao Mao felt incredibly relieved. It seemed that most of the pressure that had been weighing on her heart had been lifted, and she felt completely relaxed.

"Thank you, Teacher Chen. This song is really amazing. I love it so much. Thank you."

"If you like it, then my mission is accomplished. Keep up the good work! The future of Chinese music belongs to young people like you."

Everyone was taken aback by Chen Qing's condescending tone. Wasn't he a young man born in 94? Why was he acting like a senior born in 74? Didn't he have a place in the future of Chinese music?

"Xiao Chen, you're not right. You're only a year or two older than them. Don't talk like you're some senior who's about to retire," Teacher He corrected Chen Qing.

"Teacher He once said, 'Ambition knows no age; without ambition, a hundred years is wasted.' My ambition lies elsewhere, so it's useless for me!"

"So, Xiao Chen, what are your ambitions?"

Teacher Huang asked, curious about Chen Qing's ambitions. He had talents and skills that others envied, yet he stayed in Manyuan Village and never went out. If it weren't for their program crew coming here to film by chance, no one would know about this treasure boy.

Of course, Teacher He, Peng Peng, Sister, and Zhao Xiaogu were also very curious. They had seen Chen Qing refuse to go out to film the show many times, and he was even too lazy to go out to record songs. What was it about this village that attracted him to stay there?

Now that we're talking about aspirations, it's a good time to hear what Chen Qing's aspirations are, so as to dispel their doubts.

"My ambition!"

Chen Qing pondered seriously. He hadn't really considered transmigrating to this world. First, the system's restrictions prevented him from traveling around the world. Second, he was a homebody by nature and didn't have any lofty ambitions.

Even if he has the system's assistance and his skills might become incredibly powerful in the future, he feels that he will live a peaceful life; riding the waves is not in his nature.

He recalled a poem by Tang Yan from his previous life, "Peach Blossom Hermitage," which perfectly described him.

(End of this chapter)