In the long stretch of daily life, Huang Hao had also begun doing things he enjoyed, including but not limited to making games from his previous life, writing songs he loved, and using his terrible skills to write a few books.
"I think I'm actually pretty capable." Huang Hao held up the score he had just written and said smugly.
"Oh? What kind of song has our great commander so delighted?" Eden saw that the door was open and walked right in. Seeing how happy someone was, she teased him.
When Huang Hao saw Eden arrive, he happily took a glass of lemon juice from the refrigerator and handed it to her, saying, "I thought about it for ages and finally managed to recreate that melody from before. I haven't heard it in so long, I figured I might as well write it myself. Here, one bottle for you."
Eden said, "You can keep the drink. Your and Kevin's tastes... One of you eats noodles in the meeting room during team-building activities, and the other can produce a glass of lemonade at any moment. I can't say I'm impressed."
Huang Hao wasn't embarrassed by Eden's words. He calmly took the lemonade back and said, "You're a big star. I'd have to compliment you. Why wouldn't I dare?"
Eden said nothing and changed the subject. "Your daughter called me over. I assume it wasn't to discuss this?"
"Of course not. I want to talk about my song." As he spoke, Huang Hao picked up a sheet of paper. "This is what I composed."
Eden took the sheet of paper and was just about to examine it when she saw that it contained only a few wavy lines. She couldn't make any sense of it at all.
"Hmm... May I ask what this is?" Eden looked at the sheet in confusion and asked Huang Hao.
Huang Hao said, "Aren't you a singer? This is the intonation I use when I sing."
Eden fell silent for a moment, then stood up and turned to leave.
"Wait, don't go! Don't go! At least listen to me play it before you leave! I spent so long preparing this song!" Seeing Eden about to leave, Huang Hao hurriedly called out to her and pleaded bitterly.
Eden replied with the same fake smile as Huang Hao's. "I can already tell that you have a solid foundation and that you've worked hard. But this sort of thing requires talent too. You still need to practice more."
"One last time. Just this one last time!"
In the end, seeing Huang Hao playing the victim again, Eden agreed and decided to listen properly.
When Huang Hao saw that Eden had agreed, he quickly invited her to the living room and pulled out an instrument.
"I'm no expert, but let me show you what I can do."
Eden hadn't held out much hope for the piece, but its long, flowing melody and the ensemble of numerous instruments immediately drew her in. She straightened her posture and listened attentively.
Huang Hao operated all kinds of instruments by himself, giving an immersive performance. The two of them began to appreciate the music.
Before long, the performance ended. Eden applauded and praised him directly. "I didn't expect such a rough score to be performed so well."
Huang Hao said somewhat guiltily, "Heh, of course. After all, I copied it."
Eden didn't hear what Huang Hao said and continued on her own. "By the way, you didn't invite me here just to listen, did you? Angela didn't mention any of this."
Huang Hao nodded. "Of course not. The previous religious faith has already laid the ideological foundation. I plan to release a battle hymn here within Moth to the Flame. The people above have already agreed, so I wanted to ask for your help."
After hearing this, Eden suddenly asked a question that struck at the soul. "Is this song faith or art?"
Huang Hao was caught off guard and fell somewhat silent before answering. "Angela told me before that most of the soldiers have been given precepts by Aponia. I don't want to force anything on others, but I also want to give it a try. As for the future, I hope I can change it through this."
Eden was silent for a moment as well. She sighed and turned to leave, but before going, she still said, "...I understand. I'll help you revise it."
Just as she was about to leave, Eden heard Huang Hao say from the living room, "A song is art, but also faith and hope."
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