185 Participate in the Album
“No need to thank me. But do you remember?”
Andy’s illness was caused by the car accident in which his brother had died tragically. It was quite painful to think of that incident.
“Yes, I do.” At the mention of his brother, Andy sighed. “I didn’t expect that I would forget about my family. It’s so heartbreaking.”
“Your family asked you to forget. Maybe it’s a way of protecting you. I’m here to check on your leg again and take your pulse,” said Guo Miao with a smile.
Andy sat on the chair and stretched out his wrist for Guo Miao to take his pulse.
Guo Miao took his pulse and smiled. “Mr. Andy, you’ve recovered.”
Jenny also laughed with tears in her eyes. “Thank you, Dr. Guo, the great Chinese medicine doctor.”
“I’ll resume my previous job next year, and I have an idea. I want to use all my income for the next year to develop Chinese medicine. I want to open a Chinese medicine clinic in Zhongcheng, where I live, to promote real Chinese medicine,” Andy said.
“Alright,” she said while nodding at Andy.
“I’ve written you a song. Please listen to it.” Andy brought Guo Miao to a room.
Encai had specially chosen this room as his studio. The originally empty room was now filled with all kinds of arrangement equipment and a few high-end sound systems.
“Dr. Guo, please open it yourself. This is my gift to you.” Andy held the computer in front of Guo Miao’s eyes.
There was an audio on the computer with the words ‘present’ written on it.
Guo Miao pressed the play button, and a beautiful masterpiece slowly flowed, filling the entire room.
The sound effects were very well coordinated, and the entire room seemed to be enveloped by the starry sky. The galaxy drifted by, time slowly flowed, and the starry sky changed. The girl’s figure seemed to shuttle through time and space.
Andy’s special arrangement saw him using some very interesting sound effects, just like the stars in the black velvet sky.
The sound system in the studio was also very good. It completely magnified the moving beauty of the song. The faint drumming and the main melody played by the guitar converged, and after listening to it, it was like experiencing a beautiful space trip.
Guo Miao took off her headphones and gave Andy a thumbs-up. “Mr. Andy’s creative talent has always been sublime. I believe this song will also sell well.”
Andy shook his head and placed the USB drive and a contract in Guo Miao’s hands.
“I heard from Sihan that you’ve been making a game called ‘Star Empire’ recently. This song was made for the game. I’ve read the main storyline, and I hope that the girl can find true salvation in the end.”
The main plot of “Star Empire” that Guo Miao had written had not been unraveled yet. It was a story about a young girl traveling through time and space to save her family.
When Guo Miao was writing this story, she used her own story as the material.
“If there was really a time machine, I would have driven more carefully that day and prepared my brother’s medicine in advance. However, we can’t turn back time.” Andy sighed. “But those of us who survive must move forward. We can’t stop.”
Guo Miao nodded. Andy was right. If they had the opportunity to go back to the past, they could redeem a lot of regrets. However, if they couldn’t, there was nothing wrong with living on with strong determination.
A thought appeared in Guo Miao’s mind. Perhaps she could help Andy realize this regret in the game.
“Are you willing to write the lyrics for this song?” Andy asked with a smile. “I don’t really understand your Chinese language, so I haven’t written the lyrics yet.”
Guo Miao had some inspiration after listening to the song and wrote the lyrics in less than an afternoon.
On the weekend, Andy invited Guo Miao to the studio again. There was also a girl in the studio that she didn’t recognize.
“She’s my business partner in Haicheng. She’s an excellent voice recorder. Meet Chu Yue.”
Guo Miao had heard of Chu Yue’s name before. She had written some songs and was considered a niche singer.
“Then, who’s going to sing this song?” Guo Miao was a little confused. Although Andy was a composer, he rarely sang by himself. Could it be Chu Yue?
Guo Miao looked at Chu Yue.
Chu Yue shook her head. “Not me. It’s you.”