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Pei Muchan had spent almost her entire days soaking in the arrangement room, coming up with the embryo of a song. The arrangement was roughly done, and the lyrics were only a draft.
She named the song "Spring Night".
Xu Qingyan had no other comments, heaped praise continuously, as if he couldn’t wait to extol the song to the heavens. Whether the song sounded good was secondary; the mere fact that Pei Muchan continued to persist in creativity was good enough for him.
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