Earth Culture Ambassador

"Can't we just record a video?" Lin Meimei asked.

"That's true, but in the future everyone will have a mobile phone and everyone will be shooting videos. How will your video stand out from so many others?" Yang Ning asked.

"Huh?" Yuanxi blinked; this was indeed a problem.

"Then what should I do?" Yuanxi asked. "I don't know either."

"So, you have me, don't you!" Although he controls Deep Blue Video and can promote whose videos he wants, he can still make Yuanxi famous even if she doesn't know anything.

But trying to promote someone who lacks the ability will only breed resentment.

Fortunately, Yuanxi is not lacking in strength either. She is proficient in literature, music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and in martial arts, she is Qi Refining Fifth Level cultivator with great strength.

Even her appearance is celestial.

In short, she has all the elements of red!

"Let's start with music!" Yang Ning said. "Music is an art form that transcends social class, race, and even species, allowing emotions to connect with each other. If everyone has your songs on their phones, and your voice resonates throughout the country, how could you not gain fame?"

"The music is great!" Yuanxi blinked; she understood music, after all, it was a zither!

But does music really have that much power?

But since it was Brother Ning who said it, I'll just do it. He won't hurt me!

"What songs can you sing? Sing one for me!" Yang Ning said.

"Alright!" Yuanxi nodded, and without even clearing her throat, she began to sing. "The cicadas chirp sadly, as evening falls on the long pavilion, the sudden rain has just stopped."

One of Yang Ning's lesser-known poems, "Yulin Ling," is mainly because Yang Ning changed some of the allusions to those from the Yue Kingdom, making it incomprehensible to foreigners.

But as a loyal fan, how could Yuanxi not have heard of it!

Three minutes later, the song ended.

Yuanxi, without blushing or panting, asked expectantly, "How was it?"

"Your tune?"

"I wrote it myself!" Yuanxi was a little flustered at this moment. "I don't know if it'll be okay!"

"Wow, that's absolutely amazing!" Yang Ning exclaimed. "I was thinking of writing some songs for you, but I didn't expect you to be so good at original compositions, and at such a high level. You have the potential to be Heavenly Queen!"

Yes, spiritual practice also requires talent and comprehension, and the requirements are much higher than writing songs!

That so-called Martial Dao True Intent can't be understood without a certain level of comprehension!

With such high talent for cultivation, Yuanxi's songwriting skills are naturally quite good as well.

What's even more remarkable is that she was able to perfectly combine the melody with the sadness, sorrow, and despondency in the lyrics of "Yulin Ling," which not only means that she understood the lyrics, but also that her composing skills are truly high!

Although she composed classical music rather than pop songs, classical music is of this caliber. As long as one understands the music theory of pop songs, composing will only be easier!

"I'm glad you're satisfied!" She was still worried that Yang Ning would say she had ruined the poem!

"Hmm, but your voice is clear and bright, full of emotion. It's a bit of a waste for you to sing this kind of mournful song. You should sing inspirational songs!"

"What is an inspirational song?" Yuanxi asked.

"Musical works that inspire and motivate people to pursue their goals and dreams," Yang Ning said. "They typically use dynamic melodies, cheerful rhythms, and inspiring lyrics to ignite the enthusiasm and fighting spirit of listeners, helping them achieve success and happiness."

Yuanxi blinked, not understanding.

After all, music hasn't developed to that stage yet, at least not at Taiheng.

"Here's what I'll do: I'll sing you an inspirational song so you can get a feel for it!" Yang Ning cleared his throat and then took out a drum from his Storage Bag.

Yuanxi found a place to sit down, rested her chin on her hands, and looked at Yang Ning with eager eyes. Then she heard Yang Ning open his throat and sing loudly:

"Humility in the face of countless waves!"

"Hot-blooded, like the red sun!"

"As bold as iron!"

"Bones as strong as steel!"

After a long while, Yang Ning stopped and asked, "How are you feeling?"

"Um," Yuanxi hesitated for a moment, pointing two fingers at the ground, "Wouldn't this kind of song be a bit too much for me?"

After all, it's clearly sung by a man; wouldn't it be a bit unseemly for a girl to sing like that?

"I'm just demonstrating this kind of song to you. This style is inspirational, but of course there are also songs suitable for girls to sing!" Yang Ning explained.

"How about you write a few poems for me first?" Yuanxi stared with her big, dark eyes. "Once I'm familiar with them, maybe I'll be able to write them myself."

"Alright!" Yang Ning took out paper and pen from his Storage Bag and began to write on the drum surface.

Yuanxi quickly went over and saw the title of the song: Sea of Stars.

"I wish I could become a star. But what is a star?"

"It's the sun!"

"Then why not call it Hengyang?" Yuanxi asked.

"Because a star is just a star, and it's no different from any other star!" Yang Ning said.

"Huh?" Yuanxi was taken aback. "You mean the sun is also a star?"

"Yes!" Yang Ning nodded, "It's just that the stars are far away from us, so they look like just a dot, while the sun is closer to us, so it looks bigger!"

He had genuinely studied it and confirmed that the sun was indeed a star, not some genius's eye or anything like that. He even calculated its diameter, weight, and third cosmic velocity.

"Oh!" Yuanxi nodded, as if she had learned something new.

However, she didn't delve into it further; she felt that Brother Ning's writing was more worthy of attention than whether the sun was a fixed star.

The song "Sea of Stars" is easy to understand except for the difficult part about the star. It's just a translation from Chinese and English into the Tai Heng language. Yang Ning finished it in less than ten minutes and handed it to Yuanxi.

"These lyrics are all in plain language," Yuanxi frowned, noting that they were quite different from Yang Ning's previous lyrics.

"Our songs are for the general public, so the more straightforward and simple the better!" Yang Ning explained, "Otherwise, people won't understand them at all, so how can they like them?"

"That's true!" Yuanxi nodded.

"I'll demonstrate for you!" Yang Ning said, singing it herself first.

Yuanxi is a cultivator of immortality. Those with good memories can learn how to sing it after hearing it once. When she came on her own, she sang it flawlessly on her first try!

Yang Ning made a few minor corrections to the pitch, and the song was considered finished.

Then, I began writing the next poem.

There are tons of domestically produced love songs, but not many inspirational songs, and even fewer well-known ones. If we limit ourselves to female singers, Angela Chang probably makes up half the list.

Yang Ning wrote "Wild Child," "Keep Walking in the Rain," "Hello Tomorrow," "Invisible Wings," "Chapter," "Boy," and "The Wind Rises," then thought for a long time and realized he didn't have any particularly famous ones.

However, there are quite a few inspirational songs next door.

Yang Ning also wrote <Bluebird>, <Cruel Angel's Thesis>, <Red Lotus>, <Aliez>, <Miracle Reappear>, <Butter Fly>, and <I Once Thought of Ending It All>.

The saying goes, "Once you leave the village, you represent the village; once you leave the town, you represent the town; once you leave the province, you represent the province; once you leave the country, you represent the country."

Now that Yang Ning has left Earth, he has naturally become Earth's representative, so all the songs on Earth are considered his hometown tunes and can be used.

I'm determined to Earth Culture Ambassador!

"That's all for now!" Yang Ning put down his pen. "There are fourteen songs in total. We'll put ten together on one album, choose seven from these, and you can write the remaining three. How about that?"

"Will you still write songs for me in the future?" Yuanxi Xi looked at Yang Ning expectantly.

"My songwriting is very expensive!" Yang Ning said reservedly, rubbing her wrist. "Besides, your songwriting skills are no worse than mine!"

"How much money do you want?" Yuanxi quickly replied, "I'll give you whatever you want!"

Seeing that the girl was actually quite serious, Yang Ning quickly waved his hand. "Hey, hey, I was just kidding. We're lovers now, and we'll be husband and wife in the future. What's the difference between husband and wife? If you want songs, how could I not give them to you? These two albums are enough to last a year."

"Mmm!" Yuanxi nodded emphatically. She wasn't doing it for the money; she just wanted something to connect her and Yang Ning.

Singing his songs is also a way to express intimacy!

"Then, if I sing all these songs, what are you going to do?" Yuanxi asked nervously.

"I'll just write more!" Yang Ning laughed. "I have millions of songs in my head, I can't possibly use them all!"

"Bullshit!" Yuanxi scoffed, but showed no sign of disbelief.

She truly believed Yang Ning could write a million songs.

"However, I probably won't release a song publicly; that's not the path I'm taking!"

His public persona will be that of an inventor, entrepreneur, and scientist.

Being a singer is not Yang Ning's path.

"Mmm!" Yuanxi nodded emphatically. Since Yang Ning had his own plans, she would only choose to support him.