Your Singing Is Beautiful

Wang Siyi looked at her phone. Li Changle had sent her a WeChat message, asking why she had not eaten. Should she reply to him?

Wasn't this guy deliberately playing her song to tell her, indirectly, that he already knew she was a celebrity?

Apparently, that was not what he meant. Her stomach felt a little uncomfortable, and Wang Siyi thought she had embarrassed herself again at noon, so she had not gone out to eat.

Knock, knock, knock.

A knock sounded from outside. Wang Siyi walked over and peered through the peephole. It was Li Changle, so she opened the door.

"Are you all right? Are you feeling unwell? Is something wrong? Do you want me to go downstairs and buy you some medicine?"

The moment Wang Siyi opened the door, Li Changle fired off four questions in a row.

He had not seen Wang Siyi come out for lunch at noon, and even after dinner was ready that evening, she still had not appeared. She had not replied to his WeChat message either.

Li Changle instinctively assumed she was feeling unwell. He had not found her in the master bedroom across the hall, so he had come over to check on her.

Wang Siyi was somewhat touched by his concern. This person had no real connection to her, yet he still cared about her. It had been a long time since she had felt cared for like this.

While Wang Siyi was distracted, Li Changle saw that she was not speaking and grew anxious again. He hurriedly grabbed her hand, intending to take her to the hospital.

"Could you have a fever? How about I take you to the hospital..."

When Wang Siyi realized her arm had been grabbed, she immediately snapped back to her senses and pulled free.

"I'm fine. I don't need to go to the hospital. I just wasn't very hungry this afternoon."

Growl~

Her stomach protested. Wang Siyi's face flushed, and she moved to close the door. This was far too embarrassing.

"Hey, hey, don't close the door. Dinner's ready. Hurry up and come eat."

Li Changle knew this woman was a little thin-skinned, so he simply pulled her over to eat. After all, he had accepted her ten thousand yuan.

Take someone's money, do the job. He had to make her feel at home.

Looking at the lavish spread on the table, Wang Siyi felt even hungrier. Without saying anything, she began eating, silently finishing two bowls of rice.

Wang Siyi focused on her meal. Seeing that Li Changle was not speaking, she was happy to enjoy the peace and quiet. She planned to finish eating quickly and go back to continue writing songs. She did not intend to write songs here anymore.

Li Changle said nothing and simply watched her. When she was nearly done eating, he spoke. "Your singing is really beautiful."

The moment Wang Siyi heard that, she choked on the food she had just swallowed.

Cough, cough, cough!

Li Changle hurriedly poured her a glass of water. After taking it and drinking a mouthful, she finally recovered. She raised her head and shot him a glare.

"Why is your company suppressing you?"

A true warrior dared to face the bleakness of life. He did not know who had said that.

Li Changle felt that this question was not suitable to ask so directly, but he could not find a more tactful way to put it.

So he decided to just go for it. Wang Siyi was not the petty type, so she probably would not get angry over this question.

"They wanted me to attend business dinners and drink with people. I refused, so they started suppressing me."

As expected, Wang Siyi did not get angry. She spoke of it calmly, as though it were nothing serious.

Li Changle nodded. No wonder. Suddenly enlightened, he understood Wang Siyi's situation.

"Then is it true what people online said? That your new song was stolen, and that you were being shelved too?"

Wang Siyi looked up at Li Changle but said nothing.

Li Changle understood. "But if that's the case, having new songs won't help. What will you do if the company refuses to release an album for you?"

"When I signed the contract, the company agreed that it had to release one album for me every year. Otherwise, it would be breaching the contract."

Wang Siyi explained it to Li Changle. In truth, she herself no longer had much hope of becoming a first-tier singer.

Even if she released an album, without the company's resources to promote it, the new album would most likely still end in failure.

But she was unwilling to accept that. If she did not give it a try, she would never be at peace with herself.

Unfortunately, she truly did not have much talent for songwriting, which left her helpless. Preparing a new album usually took at least half a year.

Of that time, selecting songs took three to four months, while recording took around two months.

An album usually had about ten songs. She already had several, and all she lacked was a title track.

The title track had to be the highest-quality song. Moreover, this time, it needed to be at least as good as "If."

Otherwise, even if she released a new album, poor results would mean she failed to break into the first tier of singers.

After hearing Wang Siyi's explanation, Li Changle nodded. He immediately understood that the woman before him was under tremendous pressure.

She had treated him well. Not only had she given him a place to stay, but she had also given him a large sum for food expenses. She was a decent woman. Should he help her out?

Li Changle fell into thought. He decided to wait and see for now. First, he would brush up on his half-baked college guitar skills, then think about the rest later.

He had formed a band back in college too. With the ocean-like library of songs in his mind, there should be one suitable for her.

But he should not tell her yet. What if it did not suit her when the time came? Giving her hope only to disappoint her afterward would hurt her deeply.

After listening to Wang Siyi, Li Changle gave her some words of encouragement.

Wang Siyi wanted to ask Li Changle what song the tune he had hummed that day was from and where he had heard it, but seeing how he was—

He had not even known she was a celebrity before. He probably knew little about music too, so she felt too embarrassed to ask. She went back to continue trying to write songs.

Time was running out. If she could not come up with the title track within these two months, she could only prepare herself to be shelved for a year.

With a sigh, she got up and returned to the master bedroom. Out of habit, she took out her guitar, sat on the sofa in the living room, and began playing.

For an entire week, Li Changle worked on the outline and opening of Legend of Sword and Fairy in his room every day, while Wang Siyi wrote songs and searched for inspiration outside.

At mealtimes, the two tacitly fell into a routine: one cooked, the other waited to eat. Occasionally, they exchanged a few words over meals. Li Changle felt that Wang Siyi now counted as a friend.

Hearing the familiar guitar music coming from outside, Li Changle no longer found the melody quite so torturous.

Having made up his mind, he ordered a guitar online. Tomorrow, he would start practicing and see how much of his half-baked guitar ability remained.

This woman really was having a hard time right now. He needed to put more effort into practicing guitar these next few days. He did not know whether he could help her.

The guitar music outside stopped. Wang Siyi was on the phone at the moment. It was Chen Baozhu calling her.

"Wan Jun, I managed to secure a fairly good song for you from the company these past few days. I'll send it to you shortly. Take a listen, and if it suits you, come back so we can prepare for the recording."

Chen Baozhu's voice on the other end sounded tired. It seemed she had put in quite a lot of effort to get this song.

"Okay, Sister Baozhu. Thank you."

After hanging up, Wang Siyi saw the demo Chen Baozhu had sent. She picked up her phone and gave it a listen.

Her eyes lit up. The song was fairly good. It should work as the title track.

The next day, Wang Siyi appeared in the living room on time. Li Changle did not think much of it. It looked like she was in a good mood today; there was even a smile on her lips.

To Li Changle, that was a rare sight. At least, during the nearly week they had spent together, he had never seen her smiling when she was not speaking.

While eating breakfast, Wang Siyi took the initiative to tell Li Changle:

"I have to make a trip to Shanghai. I'm leaving today, so you won't need to cook my portion anymore."

Li Changle froze upon hearing that, but quickly recovered.

"Did you write a suitable song?" Li Changle asked in disbelief.

"No. My manager found one for me. The song is pretty good. It might be able to make my new album a hit."

Wang Siyi did not pay attention to his tone or think too much about it. She quickly finished breakfast, then returned to her room to pack.

Li Changle habitually cleared the dishes. He shook his head. He had even bought a guitar.

He had been considering whether to help her, but she had solved the problem without his help. That certainly saved him some trouble.

Still, he needed to practice guitar. Since he had already bought one, he might as well use it. Having another skill meant having another path.

After clearing the dishes, Li Changle also cleaned the house from top to bottom.

He did that often. He was too idle, and since the house was not his, he always tried to keep it clean.

Wang Siyi had already packed her things and booked a flight to Shanghai.

After thinking about it, she decided she should still say goodbye to Li Changle.

Holding a mop, Li Changle looked at Wang Siyi as she pushed open the door and walked in.

Wang Siyi looked at him as well. After a moment, she softly said:

"I'm leaving. I'm going back to record the song. Thank you for the meals these past few days. They were delicious."

"It's what I should do. Then let me wish your new album huge success in advance."

Li Changle waved a hand to indicate that cooking for her was only natural, then offered her his good wishes.

But inwardly, he thought that if her new album became a huge success, she would probably rarely come here again.

"Thank you. I'll take that as a good omen. I'm leaving now. Goodbye."

Wang Siyi spoke to Li Changle with a rare smile. Even flowers would pale beside that smile.

Li Changle was briefly entranced, but quickly came back to himself and said two words:

"Bye-bye!"

Li Changle bade her farewell with ease, then turned around and continued cleaning the house. After all, it was her house.

Living here for free was already excessive. If he did not keep it clean, even he would feel embarrassed. After all, he had some pride.

Filled with anticipation, Wang Siyi boarded the plane to Shanghai. Her mind was full of the melody from the song Chen Baozhu had obtained.

She could not wait to record the song and release it, becoming a first-tier singer in one stroke.

Then, once her contract with New Art expired, she would join a larger entertainment company and aim for the position of Diva.

For all these years, her wish had been to sing, climb upward step by step, and take that supreme position in the Chinese music scene—to become the new generation's Diva.

It was her wish, and also her grandfather's regret. Before he passed away, he had not lived to see his granddaughter become a household-name star, and that had saddened him.

That was what her grandfather had told her before he died.

From that day onward, Wang Siyi swore that she would become a Diva.

Then she would let her grandfather, watching from heaven, know that his granddaughter had succeeded, and that he had not been wrong to support her back then.

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