The next day, as soon as dawn broke, Fang Li called Sylvia and asked her to come over.
Unfortunately, Sylvia had to attend a major event organized by her company to build her reputation, so she could not make it.
As a result, Sylvia did not arrive in a rush until noon on the third day.
"A song that can bring happiness to people?"
After learning about it from Fang Li, Sylvia showed far more interest than he had imagined.
Not an unexpected amount of excitement, but an unexpected lack of enthusiasm.
"What's wrong?"
Seeing Sylvia look so uninterested, Fang Li spoke in surprise.
"You don't like it?"
That was a serious matter.
After all, Sylvia normally had no particular hobbies. The only thing she liked was singing.
And she had said more than once that she wanted more people to hear her songs.
So Fang Li had assumed Sylvia would be interested in the appearance of the Gospel.
What was with this indifferent reaction, then?
Seeing Fang Li's surprised expression, Sylvia sighed instead.
"Say, you didn't mistake my songs for 'power' itself, did you?"
Sylvia spoke with a slight pout.
"I do hope more people can hear my songs, but they are only songs. I never intended to sing songs with 'power' in them for others to hear, you know?"
Hearing that, Fang Li understood at once.
What Sylvia meant was very simple.
Although Sylvia wanted more people to hear her songs, she did not want to use those songs to accomplish anything.
In other words, Sylvia merely wanted to sing ordinary songs.
Songs that carried no power.
Songs that carried no mystery.
Nothing but ordinary songs.
"I don't know what kind of magic is recorded in the Gospel, but even if it can bring happiness to people, that