Cheng Guangyao still had a lot he had left unsaid.
Because he felt it would all sound too insincere.
He felt that this Qiu Wuji seemed... seemed to be fucking better than him at both playing technique and musical understanding?
What kind of illusion was this? How old was this girl? Even if she had started studying music in the womb, she could hardly have accumulated such depth, could she?
It was probably because the composition was so good... its atmosphere elevated the entire experience.
Then Qiu Wuji said, "We originally considered supplying the music ourselves, but I still feel my knowledge of music production is limited. We're fortunate to have your help, sir, and I hope you'll give us plenty of guidance."
Cheng Guangyao rose from his seat and bowed. "I wouldn't presume. We can learn from each other, learn from each other... I can create new arrangements and develop Miss Qiu's compositions. Do you have any other pieces I could listen to?"
Zhang Xiaopeng wondered whether he was seeing and hearing things. Why did Cheng Guangyao seem like a fan begging for "one more song"...? And if Qiu Wuji was the composer and Cheng Guangyao was only the arranger, who counted as the lead?
Who counted as the lead was unclear, but in any case, creating a new arrangement from an existing piece was relatively simple, especially for a musician brimming with countless sparks of inspiration.
That very afternoon, an enthusiastic Cheng Guangyao produced a demo.
Naturally, Qiu Wuji had not played that passage because her artistic vision extended no further than one corner of Cloud Reach. It was because the "promotional short" they had discussed earlier covered a segment about the Cloudreach Sect, so she had played only that passage, specifically for use in the promotional short.