"I'm not helping him." Shen Huaiyu gathered his courage and said, "I don't know what your plan is, but you'll definitely help Meng Tianye. I just want to help you."
Shen Huaiyu's intention was very clear. "I want to share some of your burden."
Cheng Lang smiled as he thanked Shen Huaiyu for the thought, then asked, "So, do you think Teacher Liu would accept Meng Tianye adapting Kunqu into rock?"
Shen Huaiyu hesitated before answering honestly, "I don't know. But if Meng Tianye adapts the song well, I believe Teacher Liu definitely won't be angry."
But if he made a complete mess of it, that was another matter. After all, learning Kunqu was merely an obstacle on Meng Tianye's path to his performance, whereas it was the lifelong career and passion of Director Liu and many Kunqu performers.
"We'll see," Cheng Lang said.
Helping Meng Tianye was his own business, and it was also to complete the task assigned by the system. But involving Shen Huaiyu's connections was another matter entirely.
Cheng Lang understood Meng Tianye's personality very well, and he believed Shen Huaiyu had learned that firsthand too. Meng Tianye was not someone who held traditional art in reverence. Cheng Lang did not want Shen Huaiyu to bring Meng Tianye before Liu Sexin, only for Meng Tianye to say something inappropriate that enraged Liu Sexin and caused him to take it out on Shen Huaiyu.
Shen Huaiyu's parents had already passed away. Once people were gone, even old ties could fade; no one could say how long they would last. Cheng Lang did not want Shen Huaiyu to keep drawing on those favors just to help him. Shen Huaiyu was highly sensitive—someone else's careless remark might linger in his mind for a long time. Cheng Lang knew very