When she heard Tiandao's words, Jing Liuli first frowned, then uneasily bit her nails.
If someone else had said her singing was hollow, she would probably have puffed out her cheeks and argued back.
But when those words came from Tiandao's mouth, the outcome was completely different.
Watching Jing Liuli lower her head in thought, Tiandao continued with a serious expression.
"Liuli, music is something very magical. It can cross the barriers of language and culture, convey the deepest voice of the singer's soul, and resonate with others."
"But I can't hear any of that in your singing. All I hear are boring, hollow, unrealistic innocent fantasies."
"Therefore, although the beauty depicted in your singing is precious enough, it has never allowed me to feel that heart-trembling 'resonance.'"
As soon as Tiandao said this, not only did the concert hall fall silent.
Even the scrolling comments on Station 13 slowed down.
After a moment, the comments began rolling again.
'So that's how it is! Is Liuli's singing less empathetic now precisely because she's too happy?'
'Old Tian gets it so well. Being a Star Envoy really wastes his talent—he should be the New Federation's true superstar!'
'Precious Li, don't be sad. This is just a necessary road to growth~'
After seriously considering Tiandao's question, Jing Liuli raised her head again.
By then, the grievance in her eyes had turned into seriousness.
"Tiandao, then what do you think I should do?"
"Hold out your hand."
Jing Liuli obediently did as he said.
The next second, beneath Jing Liuli's puzzled gaze, Tiandao placed his hand over hers.
"Come. Use your ability to experience my dream."
"Experience the 'reality' that originally belonged to you—the one I never changed."
The touch of his fingertips made Jing Liuli's body tremble as if shocked by electricity,