Chu Ge did not really understand that Cheng Guangyao was far more than just a musician.
He was a retired university professor, a National First-Class Composer, and one of the towering authorities of the domestic music world. His students were everywhere, and he enjoyed immense prestige in the industry.
The reason Robin's concert and Music Park had failed to attract many listeners with strong musical literacy or high social standing was that Cheng Guangyao had posted a photo of a concert ticket on Weibo that day, accompanied by a single line: "Decent, but not up to my expectations of an international master. Strong on mood, weak on feeling. A little disappointing."
After that, hardly anyone wanted to attend the remaining stops on Robin's tour... such was his authority.
In this day and age, the brightest stars were usually the singers onstage, while the composers and lyricists behind the scenes often remained little known. That was why Chu Ge had not even known who Cheng Guangyao was before. But that was the public's perspective. To people within the industry, Cheng Guangyao's willingness to compose commercial music for someone at his age was something that would shake the whole business.
The old man had achieved fame, success, and financial freedom. How long had it been since he had done anything like this? He turned people away even when they came bearing gifts and envelopes of money. His reputation alone could lend cultural weight to a commercial project and instantly elevate its standing. If he entrusted it to the wrong people, he would be ruining his own name. He treasured his reputation and would never agree lightly. The last time he had taken on a project, it had been the theme song for a serious drama on CCTV-1.
Imagine a composer like Wang