C26 Look at My Seventy-two Transformations

The only sound that could be heard was the rustling of Fan Yao's calligraphy. The melody and lyrics in his mind were all over the paper; he had not started writing because he had been considering which one to write. He had to admit that Lin Besong was indeed talented, but this person was Fan Yao!

In merely three minutes, Fan Yao had finished writing a complete melody and handed it to Liang Xi