Ye Xuxu was fully aware that she was completely different from ordinary people now.
She was no longer the Ye Xuxu who could only stand in a corner and watch Ye Shaohua's radiance.
Now she had a golden finger given to her by the heavens, but she had barely used it this past year.
Now that Ye Shaohua dared to flaunt herself in front of her again, Xuxu wouldn't mind teaching her a lesson in humility!
"Xuxu, did you compose this?" He Zichen asked, looking at the sheet of music that Xuxu had irritably tossed aside with a line of score on it.
He hummed it once, then his eyes lit up, "If it were played with drums, it would definitely be heart-shaking, but it lacks something..."
Hearing that, Ye Xuxu couldn't help but smile.
This was her slightly modified version of Ye Shaohua's future "General's Ballad." Today was just the first day of composing, there was no rush.
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