Digimon: I really didn't want to be the Digimon Emperor!

Yun Yao's eyes instantly lit up like searchlights, and she grabbed his arm: "Really? Sing, sing!"

"Don't rush, let me get into the mood." Cheng Yuan cleared his throat and began to hum.

Yun Yao immediately entered learning mode. The Star Beast pulled out a blank sheet of music from somewhere and automatically restored the score. The Pick Beasts, on the other hand, automatically entered a state of rapture, swaying their heads and tapping their feet to the beat.

Brave Heart

"Everyone, at times, wants to escape, to run away."

"In an instant, awaken dormant potential."

"Yes, we can overcome all obstacles."

There are some things that, once you've chosen, no one can take your place.

"May the light of evolution shine ever bright in this digital realm, creating miracles..."

"..."

Cheng Yuan's voice echoed in the recording studio, and Yun Yao hummed along while memorizing the lyrics. The little dog-mon tilted its head, watching curiously as the humans and Digimon suddenly entered a state of artistic creation.

When the song reached the line "Show me your brave heart," the Star Beast's black sunglasses suddenly flashed with colorful electronic light, and the Pick Beasts trembled with excitement.

When the song ended, the recording studio was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Yun Yao slowly opened her eyes: "Although I don't know what special effects this song has..." Her voice trembled slightly, "I can feel the same excitement I felt when I first heard 'Butterfly'."

"One more time!" Yun Yao said impatiently, "I haven't memorized it yet!"

Star Beast also raised its hand, asking Cheng Yuan to teach it to play the accompaniment. Star Beast and Pick Beast's excellent instrumental skills allowed them to perfectly reproduce the original accompaniment.

So Cheng Yuan patiently taught her several more times until Yun Yao was able to sing it completely.

"We've learned enough, let's record a preview. We happen to have the equipment," Yun Yao said excitedly.

Star Beast immediately adjusted the recording equipment, a high-end device imported from the Divine Eagle Kingdom with excellent sound quality. One set of equipment was equivalent to a luxury house. At this time, the bored Little Dog Beast also gathered in front of the control panel.

"Woof?" The little dog looked at the row of colorful buttons and stretched out its paw, eager to try them out.

"Press that red one!" Star Beast pointed to the button labeled "REC".

The little dog nodded solemnly, and then—smack! It accidentally slapped the broadcast button next to it that said "BROADCAST".

In an instant, the exciting intro of the electric guitar resounded throughout the entire 15th floor via the broadcast system!

The director, who was drinking coffee, spat it out: "Holy crap! Who's playing music?"

The contestant, who was applying makeup, accidentally drew eyeliner all the way to her temple: "This intro... is amazing!"

Then Yun Yao's clear and bright singing voice rang out, like a lightning bolt cleaving through the dullness of the entire floor:

"Everyone, at times, wants to escape, to run away—"

The 15th floor instantly erupted in excitement!

The editor stopped what he was doing and couldn't help but nod along with the rhythm, while the cameraman, carrying his camera, started dancing to the beat.

"This song...I've never heard of it before...Is it an original song?"

Even the singers who were being filmed or interviewed stopped quietly to listen to this new song that instantly stirred their emotions.

Just then, a shocking scene unfolded—a Caprimon in the corner suddenly trembled all over, and its body burst forth with dazzling silver light!

"What's going on?" its owner, photographer Kobayashi, exclaimed in surprise. The baby Digimon was surrounded by countless silver hexagonal spots of light, gradually forming a dazzling cocoon of light.

"The Cocoon of Evolution?!" The surrounding staff were all dumbfounded. "How could this happen so suddenly?"

Kobayashi was utterly dumbfounded. He had saved up for years to finally afford a Digivice and a Digi-Egg, but because he had spent all his savings and hadn't even bought the evolution materials, his Garchomp remained stuck at Baby II. Who could have imagined that today, suddenly...

Before everyone could recover from their shock, an even more astonishing scene unfolded—the singer rehearsing in the center of the stage, and her Seed Beast, also began to glow!

The emerald green hexagonal light spots, intertwined with the grass and leaves, shimmered like stars, enveloping it in a crystal-clear green cocoon of light.

"Another one?!" The director's coffee cup fell to the ground with a "clatter".

The entire studio fell silent. Everyone held their breath, their eyes glued to the two evolutionary cocoons radiating a mysterious light.

As the last note faded, a crisp "click" sound suddenly rang out in the studio.

The silver and green cocoons shattered simultaneously, and in the dazzling light, brand new Gearmon and Floramon emerged from the cocoons!

An eerie silence fell over the entire 15th floor, with everyone staring in disbelief, as if a pause button had been pressed.

Although it was hard to believe, those present secretly had their own guesses.

Is it possible that this song... can trigger the evolution of Digimon?

This is... absolutely shocking!

until--

"It's, it's, it's Yun Yao!!!" The effeminate deputy director, Wei Wan, screamed and sprinted towards the recording studio, wiggling his hips. "It must be her!"

He recognized the voice and ran towards 1505 to verify it.

Meanwhile, everyone in recording studio 1505 was completely unaware that things had already gotten out of hand outside.

"Woof..." The little dog drooped its ears, feeling extremely annoyed that it had pressed the wrong button.

"It's okay," Cheng Yuan rubbed its little head. "It's alright if we can't record it. We're just testing the effect anyway."

Yun Yao, tidying up the sheet music, said, "Should we slip away before the security guards realize what's happening?"

Cheng Yuan nodded in agreement and just as he gently opened the door a crack, he heard hurried footsteps approaching.

Cheng Yuan reacted quickly and slammed the door shut, but a dark red leather shoe got stuck in the doorway, preventing the door from closing. The person outside was in so much pain that their face contorted.

"Ouch!" came a cry of pain from outside the door. "My foot!"

"Who, who are you?" Wei Wan pointed at Cheng Yuan with her pinky finger trembling.

"Oh no!" Cheng Yuan's heart sank. "How could it be this sissy!"

"It's Weiwan's Deputy Director!" Yun Yao whispered.

"It's you!" Wei Wan suddenly realized, "You're that kid who came for the interview!"

"Holy crap," Cheng Yuan pulled down his hat brim, "you can even recognize this?"

Wei Wan pushed the door open with both hands and feet, mainly because Cheng Yuan was afraid of really hurting his feet, so he didn't dare to use too much force.

"How dare you!" Wei Wan exclaimed, trembling with rage, her finger raised. "How dare you trespass into the recording studio!"

"Brother, I really came here for an interview, why make things difficult for me?" Cheng Yuan said.

"What 'big brother'? Call me 'sister'!"

Cheng Yuan: "......"

His fist hardened.

When the two were at an impasse, Wei Wan suddenly remembered the important matter and immediately turned to Yun Yao with a fawning expression.

She approached Yun Yao warmly, wanting to hold her hand and speak, but she avoided it. He still asked enthusiastically, "Yao Yao, did you sing that song just now?"

Yun Yao nodded reluctantly.

"I told you so, you should have gone into seclusion like this. You could have created songs that were just as good as 'Butterfly'."

Yun Yao remained silent, pointed at Cheng Yuan with her finger, and looked at Cheng Yuan for help.

Wei Wan's expression froze instantly, and she stared at Cheng Yuan in disbelief: "Was it... was it your creation?"

Cheng Yuan shrugged noncommittally, and the little dog jumped onto his shoulder obediently, head held high and chest puffed out.

"You even wrote 'Butterfly'?" Wei Wan's voice rose eight octaves.

Cheng Yuan: ╮(╯▽╰)╭

"You, you, you, you are that mysterious creator...?" Surprise and frustration began to fill Wei Wan's heart.

"Now that the song is finished, and you've heard it, we can go now." Cheng Yuan spread his hands, looking rather helpless.

At this moment, a wonderful drama was unfolding in Wei Wan's mind—surprise, regret, admiration, scheming and other emotions took turns on stage.

A high school student has created two songs imbued with mysterious power: one that adds attribute points to Digimon, and another that may be related to Digimon evolution. Two songs in total! This means his musical talent and artistry deeply resonate with Digimon. This is simply...

Demon!

It turns out, some people are just there to make up the numbers...

Wei Wan swallowed hard and asked, "That song just now... was it the Song of Evolution?"

Cheng Yuan recalled that in the first Digimon anime, this song would play every time a Digimon evolved; netizens indeed called it the evolution background music. So he replied, "How did you know?"

"Two Baby Stage 2 Digimon suddenly evolved while listening to this!"

Cheng Yuan stared wide-eyed: (a few words)

Weiwan: It really was him!

"On behalf of the company, I sincerely invite you to serve as Yun Yao's creative assistant! No, creative manager!" Wei Wan said solemnly, while feeling extremely regretful.

"A confused tree bears confused fruit, and beneath the confused tree are you and me..." Cheng Yuan and Yun Yao looked at each other in bewilderment.

Your quick change of attitude is truly admirable.

"But, Mr. Cheng, I really didn't like your attitude before!"