Zhang Jingdong secretly indulged in his imagination for a while, then continued to ask, "What do your parents do?"
Le Yun hesitated for a mont, but finally replied truthfully, "They are both high school teachers."
"So you co from a family of educators. What subjects do they teach?"
Le Yun couldn’t help but say, "Do you have to ask in such detail?"
Zhang Jingdong was actually using these questions to gradually break through her psychological defenses.
He then smirked slightly, "Art is actually about perceiving details. In a sense, songwriters are like tailors, except real tailors asure shoulders and body length, while we asure the dinsions of a singer’s soul."
"The more precise the information we obtain, the better the song we write can match her mood."
"Also, rest assured, I am a person with great professional ethics. I would never share your personal information with others."
Le Yun pondered quickly and, in consideration of him gifting her that song earlier, nodded, "...Okay, my father teaches Chinese literature, and my mother teaches mathematics."
"Your mother is actually a math teacher? Then your family education must have been very strict when you were young, right?"
"...Yes."
"Can you give an example?"
Le Yun slightly furrowed her brow, "For instance... before I got into college, my mom didn’t allow to have long hair or wear dresses."
"Did your mom allow you to watch TV?"
"Most of the ti, no. But every weekend, my mom would take to watch a movie at the cinema."
"Really? Then what is your favorite movie?"
"...’Malèna’."
Zhang Jingdong was instantly surprised because, while this film is very famous, it’s mostly liked by n who appreciate the rich and generous performance of Monica Bellucci.
However, most won avoid ntioning this movie due to its bold scenes when asked about their favorite film, and so even claim they’ve never seen it.
Unexpectedly, Le Yun directly answered that it was her favorite film!
Zhang Jingdong tried hard to suppress a teasing smile and asked, "Why do you like this film the most?"
Although Zhang Jingdong tried his best to hide it, Le Yun could still sense the playful tone in his question.
Yet she calmly replied, "Because Sicily, in a sense, is very much like our county town—isolated, where nearly everyone knows each other. In it, Marina is not only beautiful but her hairstyle and attire are also very fashion-forward and bold."
"Most importantly, she never cares about others’ opinions."
"I’ve always admired her courage, because at the ti, I deeply yearned for her actions but didn’t dare to do them myself. She realized the dream I had back then."
Zhang Jingdong suddenly understood and also ford a preliminary overall impression of Le Yun in his mind.
He then said, "Based on my life experience, if a person has been suppressed for a long ti, when they gain freedom, they’ll develop a habit to compensate for their past regrets. Do you have such a habit?"
Although previously Le Yun had sowhat overlooked Zhang Jingdong’s overly young face due to his exceptional talent, there were monts when she would still realize he was too young, hence his life experiences might not be that rich.
But at this mont, because of his question, she suddenly realized that he was not only exceptionally talented but also possessed a maturity and understanding of life entirely atypical for his age.
So now she began to truly regard him as soone of equal cognitive dinsion.
Then she sincerely said, "...Yes."
"For example?"
"For example, I now really like wearing high heels, especially very eye-catching red ones."
"Wait a minute!"
Zhang Jingdong imdiately had a "eureka mont," thinking she’d delivered it right to him!
Le Yun saw Zhang Jingdong seemingly deep in thought and was instantly surprised.
But she knew he might have found inspiration as a creator, just like how he suddenly got inspired after leaving the bar to write the beautiful song "Mo," so she kept silent.
Zhang Jingdong, channeling his inner showman, perford for a full three minutes before transforming into a musical genius, saying, "Based on what you just said, I wrote you a song. I’ll sing it for you now. Let know if you like it."
Le Yun, although impressed by how Zhang Jingdong wrote "Mo" after leaving the bar, hadn’t seen it with her own eyes, so she sowhat questioned whether the song had been written earlier.
Yet now he claid to have just written a song based on her words, which instantly shocked her.
With a look of anticipation, she said, "Sure, go ahead and sing."
Seeing this, Zhang Jingdong promptly grabbed the microphone with ease, though this ti he remained seated beside Le Yun.
After a brief preparation, he began to sing directly:
How do I best describe you?
What should I compare you to so that it’s special?
The feeling for you is intense,
Yet I don’t know you well, just going by intuition.
...
Le Yun only needed to hear the first few lines before her eyes glead with brilliance, and her heart suddenly fluttered.
First, the tune of Zhang Jingdong’s song was very pleasant.
Second, the lyrics were incredibly straightforward and casual, as if speaking directly to her, and carried a faint hint of... ambiguity.
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