Full Marks in Lyrics and Music!

When Ling Yanchuan realized that someone had beaten him to it in filling in the lyrics for his favorite tune, he could only feel his head buzzing.

Holding the mouse with his trembling right hand, he was filled with indignance as he clicked on the play button behind the audio file.

Very quickly, that beautiful prelude wafted into his ears.

He couldn't help but want to cry at the thought of this first-rate song being tainted by third-rate lyrics.

However…

His tears did not fall.

Instead, they froze on his face, together with the grief he felt at the beginning.

"…The bustling sounds of life vanished with the escape into the temple, leaving the world behind."

Oh?

It's not bad?

"Dreams are cold. After the twists and turns of life, the debts of love that I owe can be written into books."

His index finger tapped the beat on the table, and Ling Yanchuan, who was stunned, couldn't help himself anymore. He started humming along with the song.

"It's as if you silently accepted…"

"That you would wait, be it life or death."

"Year in and year out, you wait in vain."

The notes were like raindrops pattering on the cobblestone road leading to the mottled Luoyang ancient city gate.

The poetic lyrics were like the ink in paintings. They portrayed the person under the city gate and the waiting that traversed time, with every brush and stroke.

Although the pronunciation was unclear, it was oddly just right.

It was just right in recounting a past choking with emotions.

It was just right in recounting the endless sorrow that history books couldn't describe.

A few of the ending notes landed on "xi", which were particularly desolate. Ling Yanchuan felt as if he could feel the cold rain pelting against his body.

He couldn't help but close his eyes. At this moment, he was completely immersed in the music…

As well as the image depicted by the music.

With his eyes closed, he seemed to be able to see the man, who had roamed around the world, come back through the foggy rain.

It was as if he could see that lonely ancient temple.

It was as if he could see the grave in the rain…

The song ended.

Ling Yanchuan sat in a daze on the chair for a long time.

Many minutes passed before he silently pressed the play button again.

After repeating it time and time again, he let out a long sigh. A state of serenity appeared on his face.

"I see…

"No wonder Brother Deep in the Clouds rejected my request…

"If he can write such lyrics, me offering my services would just be ruining the effect by making it superfluous."

Ling Yanchuan couldn't help but smile and shake his head when he thought about this.

"It's fine, it's fine."

It was different from the "Who is the King of Music" contest.

This time, Ling Yanchuan was convinced.

Searching his heart, he knew that even if he used all his talent, he might not be able to produce such lyrics.

He even had this feeling that these were not just lyrics; it was more like a novel. On an unopened page, it wrote about the time slipping away amidst the chaotic world, and also about a story that had not been recorded in the annals of history.

Yes.

It was not so much writing the lyrics.

On the contrary, one might say that this song was made for these lyrics.

"This guy… Who on earth is he?"

His lyric-writing and composing skills are so brilliant. He can't be a nobody!

But who on earth is he?

Why must he use the sock puppet account 'Somewhere Deep in the Clouds'?

The inflated curiosity galvanized Ling Yanchuan.

At this moment, he desperately wanted to find out who created "The Fleeting Fireworks".

Suddenly, his heart shook slightly. When his gaze fell on the singer information column that he had previously ignored, his eyes lit up.

Although this "Somewhere Deep in the Clouds" was a side account that had just been registered, the account that uploaded the vocal version of "The Fleeting Fireworks" did not seem to be a newcomer's.

If he could figure out the identity of this "Qian Yuan"…

He might be able to reveal the true identity of Brother Deep in the Clouds!

"How did I forget something so important!"

However, it was no wonder that he subconsciously took no notice of it.

After all, assessing it from the perspective of a musician, both the music and lyrics would get a perfect score of 10, while the singer's singing ability would only be given 6 or 7 points at best. This was already with the bonus when taking into account how the timbre and song itself gelled together.

Compared to the song itself, there was nothing remarkable about the person who sang this song.

Ling Yanchuan was confident that if he sang the same song, he would definitely do it better than this "Qian Yuan".

A lot of places where he could show off his skills were wasted. This guy couldn't bring out the full potential of this song at all.

Excitedly muttering a few words to himself, Ling Yanchuan grabbed the mouse and clicked on the singer's personal homepage.

However, when he saw the [Qian Yuan] homepage, he was dumbstruck.

The user's registration date was three years ago.

Although there were no past songs listed, from his personal achievements, he could see that the singer's first song was uploaded three years ago.

Then…

What caught his eye was the [Twentieth Original Single] achievement.

The date of achievement was about a few months ago.

This achievement alone did not prove anything. After all, quantity did not equate to quality. Regardless of fame, many music producers had obtained this achievement.

However, the fact that he had not received the gold label of [Original Musician] even after posting 20 songs indicated some problem.

It was either that he was just spamming, or he was really a noob with no musical talent at all, such that there was not even one good-quality song among his twenty-odd songs.

No matter how he looked at it, this dude was f*cking lousy!

Realizing this, Ling Yanchuan was instantly depressed and sat there speechlessly.

This feeling was like seeing a goddess, whom he kept thinking about and relentlessly pursued, quietly getting married to some nobody in the village.

He felt even more indignant than losing to Chen Yang on "Who is the King of Music". As a result, he dazedly sat in front of the computer without moving for a long time.

Why?

What the hell does he have!

…

To be honest, as he watched Brother Qian Yuan upload the vocal version of "The Fleeting Fireworks", Cloud Hao was actually feeling uneasy.

The reason, this was the only song he had unlocked from the system, equivalent to putting all his stakes on the gambling table.

If he succeeded, of course that would be great.

If he failed, it meant that Brother Ziyuan was useless and wasted a good song for nothing.

Either way, he only had this one opportunity. It was impossible for him to compose another song for him.

Not to mention that with his introductory knowledge of music theory and only two musical attributes points, he didn't have the confidence to compose another hit song.

Fortunately, his fears did not happen.

Whether it was his past life or this life, "The Fleeting Fireworks" managed to sing its way into the hearts of its listeners.

Though the vocals in this life were rather inept in terms of experience and singing skills.

Nonetheless, those tiny flaws couldn't conceal this dazzling unpolished jade.

Of course, the unpolished jade here was clearly not Liang Ziyuan, but the song "The Fleeting Fireworks" itself…

The comment section was also in an uproar.

[A song of drizzling rain and a grief-stricken story. Beautiful, it's so beautiful!]

[It sounds so good ahhhhh!]

[Time passed quietly, just like that. Looking back, it's still the same person waiting there.]

[Clocking in my 27th time repeating the song. I'll loop it for as many times as you guys praise me!]

[71st time! The lyrics and music really penetrated my heart!]

[The acapella in the last part is sooo beautiful!!!]

[Woo woo woo! What a pity! What about Master Qian Yuan's other songs? I really want to listen…]

Hurr, if you listen to them, you'll probably have to go to an ear clinic the next morning.

As he read the comments, Cloud Hao grinned from ear to ear.

Disregarding the weird comments, the response for the song "The Fleeting Firewards" could be said to have a flood of good ratings!

Aside from that, there was also the number of times the single was being played.

Due to the flow over from the pure piano version of "The Fleeting Fireworks", this number had not only exceeded 200,000 but was also growing rapidly!

Every time Cloud Hao refreshed the page, he could see the last few digits go up by a lot.

At the same time, the number of fans of "Somewhere Deep in the Clouds" and "Qian Yuan" also soared.

Especially the latter.

In just three days, the subscribers had risen from less than 100 to 20,000! Moreover, the momentum wasn't abating at all!

If this trend continued, he would be able to break through the 100,000-mark in less than a week!

"Wonderful! Haha!"

Cloud Hao huddled in the quilt and squeezed his right fist excitedly.

It's popular! It's popular!

The mission is about to be completed!

Haha, I'm really a f*cking genius! Even if I'm leading a group of dumb teammates…

However, at that moment, Cloud Hao, who had been staring at his phone screen and repeatedly refreshing the homepage of his good pal, was stunned.

He saw that the number of singles on Qian Yuan's homepage suddenly changed from one to twenty-one.

Huh?

Am I seeing things?

Cloud Hao subconsciously refreshed the page. When he saw the homepage still full of songs with weird titles, he completely snapped out of it.

He was not seeing things, neither was there a bug on the website. The b*stard Liang Ziyuan had released his past works once again!

Realizing what was going on, Cloud Hao, who was snuggled in his quilt, nearly spat out a mouthful of blood.

F*ck!

What the hell is this untrustworthy a*shole doing?!