After traveling through time, I am amazed everyone in Huayu

Fang Xieyue said softly: "Teacher Cheng, I know that this may be a bit abrupt and offensive.

But I still want to ask, would you like to share this regretful story with me? "

Then, she explained, “Maybe I can use this as inspiration to write a song for you that fits your style.”

A hint of hesitation appeared on Cheng Yu's face, as if he was weighing this request deep in his heart.

His gaze slowly fell on Fang Xieyue, and the moment their eyes met, he seemed to see through her eyes the struggle deep in his heart.

At the same time, he was worried about sharing, afraid that his secrets would be seen by others. That uneasiness made his face look even heavier.

Fang Xieyue looked at Cheng Yu quietly, with a hint of concern in her eyes, "Teacher Cheng, if it's inconvenient for you, then forget it."

“In fact, regrets become regrets because they are hard to forget and let go. However, regrets can be let go by not just forgetting.

If one day you can calmly tell it as a story, that will be the true relief.”

Cheng Yu took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

He understood that escape would never solve the problem, and only by facing it bravely could he find his own answer.

Finally, a gleam of determination flashed in his eyes, and he decided to listen to the voice of his heart.

Cheng Yu was about to speak when Fang Xieyue suddenly made a pause gesture to him and pointed at the small microphone on his collar.

It seems to be silently asking: Does this need to be closed?

After all, Cheng Yu is a popular traffic star, and his every word and action may attract the attention and speculation of fans.

If you get into trouble by saying something you shouldn't have said on the show, that would be it.

The corners of Cheng Yu's mouth slightly raised, revealing a faint smile, with a hint of confidence in that smile.

He said softly: "It's okay, my fans know that I had a first love girlfriend who I dated for six years.

I just don’t know the specific past, so it’s okay to let them know now.”

His voice was calm and gentle, like the sun in winter, warm and comfortable.

His expression was frank, without any concealment, which made people feel his sincerity towards the past and his trust in his fans.

Fang Xieyue nodded with relief.

Then Cheng Yu slowly said, "Before I debuted as a singer, I had a first love who I dated for six years."

His voice seemed to carry a hint of nostalgia, "We have envisioned countless beautiful futures together.

I have imagined fantastic dreams and made countless plans for my life…”

"However, fate cruelly teases us, and various complicated things are intertwined.

It was like a big net that we couldn't get rid of, which eventually led to our breakup."

Cheng Yu sighed heavily, as if he wanted to vent all the sorrow in his heart: "After all, I owe her, so her figure is like engraved in my heart, and I will never forget it."

Now, Cheng Yu stands in the center of the stage, shining brightly, but this regret follows him like a shadow.

Every time he sang a sad song, his heart was filled with longing for that relationship.

He knew that the girl would remain in the depths of his memory forever and become the softest corner of his heart.

Fang Xieyue nodded thoughtfully, and an idea soon came to his mind.

"Teacher Cheng, I have an idea. You can leave work first and come to practice singing tomorrow morning!"

In fact, it only took her a little over three hours to complete the score, lyrics and arrangement.

But in order to prevent others from thinking that she was being too fast, she decided to delay it for a day.

Cheng Yushang was immersed in sad memories, unable to extricate himself.

Fang Xieyue's words were like a thunder, exploding in his ears. He was shocked and blurted out, "So fast?"

Fang Xieyue paused and blinked.

A good song, like a fine work of art, requires the creator to invest time and energy, carefully carve it, and constantly refine and polish it to make it perfect.

For those who create songs based on their own talents and skills, one day is too short and it is difficult to create perfect works in a hurry.

But Fang Xieyue is a time traveler, and in her mind, there is an inexhaustible treasure trove of music.

Since there are such abundant resources, why bother to go far away and rack your brains to create so-called original songs!

Although she has the ability to compose, she is well aware that at her level, the songs she creates cannot compete with those of outstanding professional creators in this program full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers.

Therefore, she naturally chose to move those touching classic songs from another time and space to this time and space and share them with everyone.

Fang Xieyue raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a confident smile, and said softly:

"Teacher Cheng, don't worry! The inspiration in my mind is flowing like a spring. One day is enough for me to create an excellent song."

"If you don't believe me, you'll find out when we practice singing tomorrow morning."

There was a hint of firmness in Fang Xieyue's voice, as if she was promising something to Cheng Yu.

Cheng Yu looked at Fang Xieyue. Although he had many questions in his mind, he still nodded and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Teacher Fang. We'll see you in the practice room tomorrow."

His eyes revealed his trust in Xieyue, as well as a hint of anticipation, as he looked forward to seeing that excellent song tomorrow.

After Cheng Yu left, Fang Xieyue picked up the guitar from the shelf and plucked the strings to test the sound.

Then he played the melody of the song according to his memory.

After finishing playing, Fang Xieyue raised her wrist and looked at the time. It was already eleven o'clock.

Forget it, let’s have lunch before starting work!

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Fang Xieyue returned to the studio again, sat in front of the computer, put on headphones, and devoted himself to songwriting.

After working for more than three hours, Fang Xieyue printed out the song list. Then she took off her headphones and stretched.

Music, lyrics, arrangement, copyright registration, all done!

Call it a day and get off work!

The next morning at around eight o'clock, when Fang Xieyue arrived at the practice room backstage of the program team, Cheng Yu had already been waiting there for a long time.

As soon as Fang Xieyue entered the door, Cheng Yu's eyes revealed a hint of anticipation.

He greeted with a smile on his face: "Teacher Fang, good morning!"

Fang Xieyue raised the corners of her mouth slightly and responded softly: "Morning, Teacher Cheng!"

"Um..." Cheng Yu rubbed his hands awkwardly. His eyes fell on the printed paper in Fang Xieyue's hand. He asked nervously, "Teacher Fang, is this a music score?"