Huayu97: Starting with Wu Song Fighting the Tiger

A few days later, A Zhe came to see Liang Jingru again but was driven away. After he slunk out of the courtyard, the courtyard returned to its usual quiet.

The mango tree's branches and leaves rustled in the evening breeze.

The delicate fragrance of jasmine mingled with the aroma of food wafting from the kitchen, slowly spreading through the air.

Grandma came out of the kitchen carrying the last dish, looked at the two people standing in the yard, and joked with a smile:

"This child really has no sense of propriety; it's almost time to eat and he's still lingering."

"It's a good thing you spoke up and got rid of us, Xiaoliu, otherwise we wouldn't have been able to enjoy this meal in peace."

Liu Xiang smiled and took the plate from her grandmother, placing it on the stone table in the courtyard. She then reached out and ruffled Liang Jingru's hair, saying:

"It's okay, he's just an immature kid, he won't affect our meal."

Liang Jingru stuck out her tongue, reached out and took Liu Xiang's arm, and followed him to set the table.

She knew perfectly well that Ah Zhe had come here today ostensibly to talk about the new song, but in reality, he just wanted to find an opportunity to stay a little longer.

However, she really didn't know how to refuse, but fortunately, Liu Xiang and her grandmother didn't agree to let him stay for dinner.

Dinner was a lively affair, with Grandma constantly putting food on Liu Xiang's plate, saying that he had lost weight these past few days from writing songs and needed to eat more to recover.

Liu Xiang smiled and agreed to everything, occasionally placing a piece of Liang Jingru's favorite dish on her plate.

The little girl's cheeks were bulging from eating, like a little squirrel hoarding food, and she clung to Liu Xiang the whole time.

After dinner, Grandma cleaned up the dishes and went back to her room to listen to the radio, leaving only Liu Xiang and Liang Jingru in the yard.

Liu Xiang took out the guitar sheet music she had written during the day and leaned against the mango tree.

He casually picked up the wooden guitar that Ah Zhe had left in the yard and gently plucked a string.

The strings produced a slightly awkward sound, and Liu Xiang frowned slightly.

A few days ago, when I was playing and singing "Simple Love," I relied on muscle memory brought about by my proficiency in singing.

I can play it completely, but I really need to calm down and polish the arrangement and come up with some new tricks.

His last-minute cramming for guitar skills was still far from sufficient.

Liang Jingru sat down next to him, resting her head on his shoulder, listening to the intermittent melody he was playing, and said with a smile:

"Brother Liu Xiang, you're already playing very well! You're much better than when A Zhe first started learning guitar."

Liu Xiang turned his head to look into her eyes, and a touch of youthful rivalry suddenly arose in his heart.

He pinched the other person's cheek and asked deliberately:

"Then tell me the truth, am I better at playing the guitar, or is your classmate Zhe better?"

He had expected the young girl to praise him without hesitation, but to his surprise, Liang Jingru tilted her head, thought for a moment, and then said very seriously:

"They're all amazing!"

"Ah Zhe has been playing guitar for five or six years, so his foundation is very solid. Brother Liu Xiang, you've only been playing for a short time, but you already play so well. You're amazing too!"

Upon hearing this, Liu Xiang's smile froze for a moment, and a sense of frustration inexplicably arose in her heart.

He wasn't really angry with a high school student; he was just bothered that he hadn't been able to be uniquely good in the eyes of the girl he liked.

It seems that while he is proficient in singing, he has only covered the songwriting itself; his instrumental performance is still lacking.

Otherwise, the little girl wouldn't have thought that she and Ah Zhe were both amazing.

As he was pondering this, the familiar, cold system notification suddenly rang in his mind, breaking his thoughts:

[Ding! Detected that the host has questions about the skill boundaries. The "Singing Mastery" additional effect has been unlocked:]

The host's music theory skills have reached top-tier levels, significantly lowering the learning curve for various musical instruments and enabling rapid mastery. Instrumental performance and singing techniques complement and improve simultaneously.

The moment the system notification sounded, countless guitar playing techniques, chord knowledge, and fingering arrangements flooded into Liu Xiang's mind like a tidal wave.

Those previously awkward and difficult-to-master finger techniques.

At this moment, it became incredibly clear in his mind, just like a veteran guitarist who had been playing for over a decade and knew every string and every position like the back of his hand.

This skill can be said to have reached a level of perfection, completely crushing anyone around him!

Liu Xiang paused for a moment, then a knowing smile appeared on her lips.

It turns out that being a skilled singer has such an added benefit, which has solved his biggest problem at the moment.

He hugged the guitar back to his chest, his fingertips once again resting on the strings.

This time, there was no awkwardness or stuttering, just a smooth and gentle prelude.

Like a stream flowing from the strings, it was the song he wrote for Liang Jingru, "Song in the Coconut Breeze".

The melody is gentle and catchy, and the chord arrangement is much richer than before, with even the details of the transitions handled perfectly.

Liang Jingru sat to the side, her eyes widening in disbelief and surprise.

She never expected that in just a few minutes, Liu Xiang's guitar skills would undergo such a dramatic change.

As the music ended, Liu Xiang pressed down on the strings, silencing the lingering sound. She turned to look at the dumbfounded girl beside her, raised an eyebrow, and asked with a hint of smugness:

"So, Jingru, tell me again, am I better, or is your classmate better?"

"I know you already have the answer in your heart!"

He even thought that the statement was nonsense.

However, he did this in order to get praise from Fish Leong.

At the very least, get the other party's approval first!

Liang Jingru then came to her senses, threw herself into his arms, hugged his neck, her eyes filled with adoration, and said in a tone full of worship:

"Brother Liu Xiang!"

"You're amazing! You're a hundred times better than him!"

"No, a thousand times! Ten thousand times! A million times!"

"I've never heard such beautiful guitar playing before!"

"I had no idea you were this amazing!"

"You're absolutely amazing!"

The girl's tone was sincere and enthusiastic, without a trace of perfunctoriness.

Liu Xiang's gloom vanished instantly. He couldn't help but lower his head and kiss the top of her head, smiling as he said:

"That's more like it."

"Whatever song you want to hear in the future, I'll play it for you."

Liang Jingru leaned against him, listening as he taught her, word by word, how to adjust her breath to match the rhythm of the guitar.

The sound of fingers gliding across the strings, mingled with gentle whispers, filled the quiet courtyard with a room full of tenderness.

Liu Xiang looked down at the little girl in his arms whose eyes were full of him, his fingers dancing lightly on the strings of the zither, his heart filled with unwavering certainty.

With the added musical instrument proficiency from this system, he can not only write the best songs for her, but also personally play the most perfect accompaniment for her.

Accompanying her, from this small town in Southeast Asia, step by step, she sang her way to the top of the Chinese music scene.