I'm busking on the streets with my kid, and my domineering CEO is helping me break into the mus

The applause was even more enthusiastic than when Yang Xue took the stage.

Once things quieted down, one parent suddenly raised a question:

“This parent, you say there are unsung heroes among us, but I think that’s a bit of a stretch.”

"We are just ordinary people. Even if we are great, what earth-shattering feats can we possibly accomplish?"

"Parents, you're not forcing a touching moment or making up stories just to get your daughter to perform on stage, are you?"

The question was raised by a male parent, but Yang Xue was not annoyed by it; instead, she responded very patiently.

Good works require a clear creative core; only by investing focused emotion can a work possess a richer emotional depth.

I didn't fabricate or force any emotional response; I genuinely heard many heartbreaking and poignant stories.

Most of these stories come from parents of kindergarten children, and I genuinely want to use music to help everyone remember them.

At that moment, a deliveryman wearing a yellow rainproof work uniform suddenly raised his hand.

It was the middle-aged man who delivered food that Yang Xue remembered.

Seeing that the other party had something to say, Yang Xue handed the wireless microphone to them.

[This parent is right. Our Tongguang Kindergarten established a subsidy committee for impoverished children a year ago because of this.]

However, the headmaster, out of consideration for everyone's feelings, did not publicize it extensively internally.

I don't consider myself the hero in the song.

But I feel this song really resonates with me.

He then told everyone his story.

The deliveryman had dark skin and an overweight physique; his endocrine system was disrupted due to frequent drug trials.

In the next few minutes, he shared his story of meeting his wife, falling in love, getting married, being diagnosed with mental illness during her pregnancy, and delivering food all over the streets while carrying their child for the next few years.

The delivery driver wasn't good with words, but his unadorned and hesitant speech added a touch of authenticity to his story.

The entire playground was completely silent, and some parents with shallow eyes secretly wiped away tears halfway through the conversation.

By the end, the delivery driver's eyes had reddened.

Kind parents offered him tissues, but he politely declined.

I've thought that the most extreme course of action would be to end it all and escape this suffering. But seeing my wife and children, I can't bear to do it.

As a man, I failed to take good care of them, and I already owe them a debt. If I were to use death to escape that debt, I wouldn't even qualify as a man.

He smiled wryly, instinctively reaching for the cigarettes in his pocket, but immediately realized that the environment was somewhat inappropriate.

The man managed to calm himself down by taking deep breaths and continued:

Fortunately, fate ultimately offered me a glimmer of warmth.

[I owe this to the newly introduced national poverty alleviation policies and Director Zhang's selfless help. My life has improved significantly and is much better than before.]

As he said this, he looked at Yang Xue again.

The reason I'm speaking out today isn't to play the victim. Since someone is willing to speak up for us, I feel we should reciprocate.

[Parents, I thank you for your attention, encouragement, and support.]

I really like this song! It's so powerful!

Without wiping away his tears, the older brother handed the microphone to Yang Xue.

Led by Yang Xue, the parents and teachers applauded, giving each other their approval.

Shortly after, two more parents stood up to speak.

He also shared his hardships and his support for music.

Everyone then realized that not everyone has a peaceful and happy life, and that suffering seems to specifically target those who suffer.

But they are all still trying to live, and they also hope that their children can gain strength and courage from this song.

There were no more voices of opposition at the scene.

Finally, Yang Xue gave a concluding speech.

Her voice remained calm, without any strong emotional fluctuations.

Whether the child can fully understand the deeper meaning of the lyrics is not important.

I think the most important thing is to give children intellectual enlightenment. When they encounter difficulties, when they fall down, when they face failure, they need to have faith, and they will sing this song to bravely move forward.

Like those heroes who stand in darkness yet yearn for the light, they never give up, even when exhausted in body and mind!

After he finished speaking, Principal Zhang Jinqiu led the applause, and amidst the enthusiastic applause, Yang Zhiyao's performance was finalized.

Yang Xue also received sincere thanks and recognition from many people.

After seeing off the parents who had greeted her, Yang Xue looked at their satisfied and energetic faces and her heart softened. She couldn't help but smile.

In a daze, Yang Xue raised her hands and found that her body was emitting a faint blue halo.

They are interwoven into musical staves, hanging various notes, transmitting outwards and connecting those who are moved by the song.

At this moment, Yang Xue's mind was racing, and her inner world was experiencing indescribable fluctuations.

Strangely, she wasn't surprised; instead, she was able to calmly reflect on the past.

"Throughout my journey, I initially regarded music as a tool for survival."

"Every time I win, it's through the emotional resonance I evoke in others through my music that I ultimately receive material rewards..."

"This is a power bestowed upon me by heaven; through it, I escaped my predicament..."

"But when I'm changing others, it seems like I'm changing myself too."

Yang Xue followed her inspiration and sorted out her experiences.

Images marked with music kept flashing through her mind, faces that had resonated with the music, and clear memories she had seen in her trance state.

Her eyes suddenly brightened:

"The system's progression from marking, liking, and resonance points, to subsequent 'spiritual travel' and charity missions..."

"Everything seemed to be deliberately guiding me down that path."

"Redeem others, change yourself..."

Thinking about these things, Yang Xue felt extremely excited, as if she had grasped the invisible hand of fate.

[Ding, system notification]: Activated hidden setting [Mission].

Inspiration Item: Sound Range Landmark

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Inside the private room were Yang Xue, her daughter, and Fu Qingyang.

"Looking for charity projects...?"

"...You seem a little anxious?"

He poured Yang Zhiyao a glass of blueberry juice without making a sound and handed it to her.

But his eyes remained fixed on Yang Xue, which surprised him slightly.

Not long ago, Yang Xue told Fu Qingyang about her future plans.

She plans to contact Liao Qingsong next week and ask Fu Qingyang to keep an eye out for her as well.

Although this aligns with his plans for Yang Xue's future, Yang Xue still has a lot to do right now.

For example, stabilizing the rear, cultivating a high-quality team, and conducting several rounds of online marketing.

Yang Xue suppressed the longing in her expression and instead asked:

"Slowpoke, did your mother ever tell you that she was a transmigrator with a system?"

Upon hearing this, Fu Qingyang's eyes widened suddenly.