Chapter 119: A Song Dedicated to the Heavenly King

Not only did Kim Hee-sun’s expression change drastically upon hearing this, but Er Bao also immediately began to explain from the side.

"Brother Huan means to test your genuine creative ability. Besides, every one of his new songs has to be vetted by Professor Gu first!"

Such a request, which clearly questioned Liu Qingshan’s creative talent, naturally made Kim Hee-sun uncomfortable. However, for Liu Qingshan, he was secretly pleased. He felt that others’ skepticism was perfectly normal; after all, who could be sure if he hadn’t just bought these works? The probability of every single song being a classic, and all coming from the same person, was incredibly low.

The reason for his secret delight was that the benefits of having a superstar-level singer perform his work went far beyond a simple surge in fame. The significance of building a rapport with Liu Huan lay in the foundation for future collaboration and the prerequisite for developing a reliable pillar for his own career in the long run.

He immediately focused his consciousness into the Super Star-Making Instrument, appearing to others as if he had entered a state of creative flow. While this so-called "creation" might be as difficult as ascending to heaven for others, Liu Qingshan only needed to search for the name "Liu Huan" in the system’s mall to easily obtain data on his future works.

In just a few minutes, a song titled "Night" appeared in his mind. This song was one Liu Huan would only compose more than a decade later. Its overall style possessed a touch of darkness while simultaneously feeling grand and majestic. More importantly, the lyrics contained the names of many songs, paying tribute to several renowned artists.

The first line, "Night, covering me, walking through the Norwegian Wood," refers to the famous song "Norwegian Wood" by the legendary American band The Beatles. The subsequent, "Walking through the flower house and meeting a girl," clearly references "Flower House Girl" by the godfather of rock, Cui Jian. The line, "The wind blows past the wall, past the dark side of the moon," pays homage to the album *The Dark Side of the Moon* released by the British rock band Pink Floyd.

There was also the line, "Scattered answers blowing past teary eyes, Lacrimosa." This line hid two songs: the first is "Blowin' in the Wind" by the famous American folk-rock singer Bob Dylan, and the second is "Lacrimosa," a world-famous musical piece.

He chose this song because he knew these works and artists were people who had profoundly influenced Liu Huan’s musical career. He had mentioned these details in an interview years ago, and his status as a veteran rock enthusiast was already common knowledge.

Strictly speaking, this song was not a traditional pop song, meaning its future popularity and reach might not be very high. However, Liu Huan was a true musician; what he created was never for the sake of popularity, but rather leaned toward a pure, highly profound musical style. Therefore, as soon as Liu Qingshan wrote down the lyrics, Liu Huan, who was watching from the side, was already moved.

Only Liu Huan remained nearby; others, wanting to avoid disturbing the process, had long since gathered in the lounge outside. Before long, they saw Liu Huan walking back, shaking his head.

"It seems this kid knows quite a lot about me. He actually knows what I’ve been thinking, as if he had seen the materials on my desk with his own eyes—those are my life's favorites!"

Most people couldn't understand what he meant. Seeing him muttering to himself, they didn't know how to respond. Only Er Bao’s eyes flickered before they suddenly lit up. "Are you saying he wrote your innermost thoughts into the lyrics?"

With the monitoring room and the lounge separated only by a large glass partition, it wasn't strange to know about Liu Qingshan’s progress. Liu Huan nodded with a wry smile, "It really was tailor-made for me. Even the title of the song is incredibly fitting—it's actually called 'Night'."

Er Bao chuckled. Seeing the confused looks from many, he explained, "Brother Huan is someone who loves staying up late. Whether he has something to do or not, he’ll sit alone, pour a glass of wine, and keep a record playing beside him. 'Night' is likely named for that."

The group suddenly realized. Xu Danni covered her mouth and giggled, "Sister Hee-sun, Shan-zi really understands Brother Huan well. I’m really looking forward to seeing if his composition style will match Brother Huan’s singing style!"

She was only a year younger than Kim Hee-sun, and they hadn't known each other long, but she used the title "Sister" with such natural ease that it sounded as if they had been close for years. This was her strength in socializing; coupled with her sweet appearance, it was no wonder she had earned Kim Hee-sun’s affection.

Kim Hee-sun stroked Xu Danni’s hair and smiled gently, "Others keep saying his martial arts talent is exceptionally high, but I believe his understanding of music is even better. Look at the songs he’s written for me—which one doesn’t fit my style perfectly?"

"That’s just 'beauty is in the eye of the beholder.' Such praise should come from someone else, not you bragging about yourself without a hint of modesty!"

Xu Danni’s words drew laughter from Liu Huan. "Be careful where you say these things. Don't you see all these students here? Aren't you afraid of rumors spreading?"

A young girl among the students chirped in, "We wouldn't spread rumors! But Sister Hee-sun and him really do make a great match!"

In a short time, these students had interacted warmly with Kim Hee-sun. The key was that Kim Hee-sun lacked the airs of a celebrity and could converse as kindly as any ordinary person.

Liu Huan watched this and sighed, "Er Bao, did you notice? This is the biggest difference between Korean actresses and most of our mainland actresses—they don't carry that high-and-mighty celebrity aura!"

"That’s true," Xu Danni chimed in. "A few days ago, I was in contact with the *Miss Mermaid* crew at the national station, and all the women were very approachable!"

Unexpectedly, Kim Hee-sun smiled bitterly as she took up the conversation, "That’s because we women have a very low status in Korea. Even as stars, it’s the same. When you’re at the peak, many people support you, but the moment you make a mistake, everyone tries their best to trample on you."

While they chatted happily on one side, Liu Qingshan was making rapid progress on the other. He was now holding a guitar, strumming chords to compose the melody. The music sounded quite different from his previous works. Only Liu Huan and Er Bao looked serious, exchanging glances from time to time, the meaning of which was profound.

Finally, after half an hour, Liu Qingshan stood up and waved at them from a distance. After Liu Huan and Er Bao entered, he pointed to the piano in the corner, saying something to them. Not long after, Liu Qingshan walked out alone, clutching his stomach and complaining of hunger. It was long past lunchtime, but because everyone was focused on his creation, no one had been sent out to buy food.