Liu Xiang smiled, put down his guitar, reached out and hugged her, then lowered his head and kissed the top of her head.

Liu Xiang raised her head and looked at A Zhe, who was still standing there in a daze. Her tone was light and casual, yet every word was piercing.

"Young man, you can't win a girl's heart just by playing guitar and showing off."

"No matter how well you play the piano or how beautifully you sing, it's useless if you don't have sincerity in your heart."

"Jingru is my girlfriend now. Don't bother her anymore."

Ah Zhe's face instantly turned bright red, the red spreading from his cheeks to his ears, and then from his ears to his neck, as if he had been slapped hard, the redness burning intensely.

He opened his mouth, wanting to refute something, but couldn't utter a single word.

Faced with absolute power, all his boasting and provocations became a joke.

He couldn't bear to stay any longer, so he suddenly stood up and picked up his guitar.

He lowered his head, didn't even say goodbye, and slunk out of the yard.

He slammed the iron gate shut with a loud clang.

Watching his retreating figure, Liu Xiang couldn't help but laugh.

He looked down at the little girl in his arms, pinched her cheek, and teased her with a smile:

"What's wrong?"

"Why are you crying? Did you really think he was the best guitarist and singer before?"

"No way!"

Liang Jingru immediately raised her head, wiped away her tears, wrinkled her nose, and looked at him earnestly.

"Back in school, I just thought he played alright, but compared to you, Brother Liu Xiang, he's nowhere near as good!"

"I never thought he sang well, but now I love listening to you sing the most!"

"Your singing is the best in the whole world!"

Seeing the girl's serious expression, Liu Xiang couldn't help but laugh and lowered her head to kiss her soft lips.

The jasmine in the yard was in full bloom, the sun was shining, the breeze was gentle, and he held the girl in his arms, whose eyes were full of him.

Time is gentle, and my heart is filled with joy...

After Ah Zhe slunk away, the courtyard returned to its usual quiet.

Liang Jingru was like a clingy kitten, always staying in Liu Xiang's arms.

Then, I put my arms around his neck and made him sing "Simple Love" again.

Liu Xiang smiled and agreed, then hugged her guitar and sang to her again and again.

The little girl leaned on his shoulder, humming softly along with him, her face full of happiness.

For her, this time singing wasn't just about singing songs, but about expressing her feelings.

It's happiness!

Grandma woke up from her afternoon nap and came out of her room.

She looked at the two people sitting together singing in the courtyard, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes were squeezed into a line.

Then, she smiled and shook her head, not wanting to disturb them, and quietly went to the kitchen to get busy.

They sang until sunset, when the sky was filled with orange-red hues.

Liang Jingru stopped humming, still feeling a bit unsatisfied, and hugged Liu Xiang's arm, shaking it as she looked at him with adoration.

"Brother Liu Xiang, you're amazing!"

"Not only can he write songs and sing so well, but he also plays the guitar so well!"

"Is there anything you can't do?"

Liu Xiang smiled and pinched her cheek, saying with a hint of amusement:

"Your brother Liu Xiang knows a lot of things, I'll show you slowly in the future."

He knew in his heart that all of this was thanks to the singing proficiency skill unlocked by the system.

Capture sharks in international waters, complete 400-player combat missions, and unlock this skill to begin.

Countless pieces of music theory knowledge, songwriting and composition skills, singing methods, and instrumental playing skills seem to be engraved in his bones, readily available to him.

Not to mention guitar, he can also play piano, violin, and even traditional Malaysian instruments.

More importantly, he has the classic works of the Chinese music scene for the next few decades in his mind.

It's worth noting that those incredibly popular hit songs haven't even been released yet.

If he wanted, he could produce countless hit songs at any time, making Liang Jingru a queen of the Malaysian and even the entire Chinese music scene.

This is very simple.

There's absolutely no need to be afraid or worried.

It can be said that we are absolutely certain.

"By the way, Brother Liu Xiang."

Liang Jingru suddenly sat up straight, looked at him, and her eyes were filled with anticipation.

"You said before that you would write songs for me and help me release an album, is that true?"

"Of course it's true. When have I ever lied to you?"

Looking into her bright eyes, Liu Xiang smiled and said:

"I'm staying in this small town because I want to write a few songs just for you."

"Record a demo first and send it to a record company in Kuala Lumpur. Once you've gained some fame, we'll release a full album."

"Very good!"

Liang Jingru instantly became excited, hugging his arm and jumping around like a child who had received candy.

"So, Brother Liu Xiang, what kind of song do you want to write for me?"

"I've already made up my mind."

Liu Xiang pulled her to sit down, picked up the paper and pen on the table, looked into her eyes, and said seriously:

"Your voice is sweet and clear, with the unique gentleness of a girl from Southeast Asia, and a tenacious spirit that refuses to give up. Love songs that are too sweet are not suitable for you, nor are rock songs that are too intense."

"I want to write a Mandarin song for you, with a Southeast Asian flair, about you leaving this small town to sing for your dreams, about your gentleness, and about your courage."

"I guarantee you'll become famous by then."

He had already decided that the first song he would write for Liang Jingru could not be a direct copy of the classics of later generations.

He needed to match her experiences, her voice, and also incorporate local Malaysian characteristics so that she could become an instant hit in the Malaysian Chinese music scene.

As Liang Jingru listened to his words, her eyes slowly reddened. She reached out and grasped his hand, her voice filled with deep emotion as she said:

"Brother Liu Xiang, thank you... No one has ever thought about me so seriously before."

"Silly girl, why are you thanking me?"

Liu Xiang smiled and ruffled her hair: "You're my girlfriend, if I don't help you, who will I help?"

From that day on, Liu Xiang officially began writing songs for Liang Jingru.

Every morning, after accompanying his grandmother to buy groceries and do housework, he would sit under the mango tree in the yard, take out paper and pen, and write and draw.

His singing proficiency was working at full speed in his mind, with countless melodies, chords, and lyrics all coming together in his head.

Ultimately, they merged into a song that best suited Fish Leong.

Liang Jingru sat quietly beside him.

Then, she served him tea and water, watching him write songs intently, her eyes filled with admiration, and she didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

I was afraid of disturbing him.

Occasionally, Liu Xiang composed a melody.

He would play the guitar and sing to her, asking her how she felt.

The little girl listened with rapt attention each time, nodding vigorously and saying how beautiful it was.

Grandma never bothered them.

Only after I've prepared the meal each day will I smile and call them inside to eat.

Looking into their eyes, Liu Xiang felt a sense of satisfaction.

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