Chapter 007: The Divine Melody "Unparalleled Grace" Moves All to Tears!

At this moment, Le Xiaotian’s heart was entirely occupied by this young woman. As he patiently waited, she finally spoke, “Yes.”

With a gentle smile, he continued, “Allow me to introduce myself again: my name is Le Xiaotian, but you may call me Xiaotian. I wonder if you’re comfortable sharing your name with me?”

After another bout of silence, the woman replied, “Chen Fang.”

“Chen Fang, Chen Fang—a common yet beautiful name. I’m glad to meet you.” Le Xiaotian’s expression turned serious as he asked, “Can you tell me what happened?”

After gathering her thoughts and pausing for a moment, Chen Fang seemed to have resolved to confide in him. “That year, we met at Pearl Tower. He said I was the soulmate he’d been waiting for. Four years of college, three years for a master’s, three more for a doctorate—every year, he would…”

Le Xiaotian nodded in agreement, “The most wonderful thing about love is its immeasurability. Knowledge, here, is useless; language is powerless.”

Perhaps gradually immersed in her memories, Chen Fang’s words became less calm and rational. “The immense responsibility, the intensity of work, our meetings became fewer and fewer, as we traveled the world. Until last month, on the 17th at 9:30 in the morning, he said he could no longer bear the weight of this love. He didn’t want me to be left lonely…”

Hearing this, Le Xiaotian already had his own judgment.

Chen Fang possessed a high intellect and strong self-control. She disliked ambiguity, preferred certainty, and could be considered a rational talent.

Taking a deep breath, and as Chen Fang waited, Le Xiaotian sought her opinion. “After hearing your story, I’m reminded of love. If you’re willing, I’d like to dedicate a pop song to you. Listen, and then decide?”

Pfft!

At this, Director Tang, Li Hongmei, Zhao Dezhu, and the other executives at Lotus Television collectively felt exasperated.

This Chen Fang is a sophisticated person, isn’t she? Given her tastes, how could she possibly like pop music? It’s over, it’s over.

For reasons unknown, Chen Fang’s tone regained its composure. “Alright.”

Rising and glancing at the array of instruments in the room, Le Xiaotian smiled, “This pop song incorporates elements of traditional symphonic orchestration. Do you mind if I use an accompaniment?”

Receiving no reply, Le Xiaotian simply smiled. He then connected the prearranged song to the player.

Picking up a violin, he walked to the five-foot-tall standing microphone and said, “The song ‘Young—Aiful’ is dedicated to you. Please enjoy.”

As the deep piano notes began, Le Xiaotian started singing softly, “Mm~”

In that instant, Director Tang was utterly bewildered!

He’d long heard that Le Xiaotian could sing in a female voice, but had never quite believed it. Now, seeing it firsthand, he realized that there was always a hint of doubt unless witnessed personally.

Drawing the bow lightly, the gentle violin sound washed over the audience, and Le Xiaotian’s glorious voice soared, “I’ve—seen—the—world~”

“Stop!”

At that very moment, on Beihai’s highways, the occupants of three thousand taxis simultaneously called out!

“My god, how does this male host have such a beautiful female voice? Is this cheating?”

“Is the song titled ‘Young and Beautiful’?”

“Why translate it so stiffly? Wouldn't ‘In the Prime of Life’ be better?”

“No, no, ‘Unparalleled Grace’ has even more artistic flair.”

“It sounds wonderful. Luckily, I don’t understand English; otherwise, I might not notice such a marvelous melody.”

“That’s not quite right. Your point is valid, but at this moment, it doesn’t apply. Just from the line ‘I’ve seen the splendor of the world,’ I dare say this song is not only melodically beautiful—the lyrics are rich in meaning.”

At this moment, thousands of voices echoed. Cars stopped, windows were closed, volumes turned up to the maximum, and Beihai’s traffic was instantly paralyzed!

Now, the city’s main theme was nothing but this divine song—‘Unparalleled Grace’!

When the timpani sounded, countless listeners felt a grand yet delicate atmosphere envelop them.

The gentle, full, and expressive timbre—a hallmark of colored percussion—revealed its charm.

Le Xiaotian’s clean, languid, and soft voice penetrated the soul, captivating all.

As the narrative verses unfolded, each listener conjured their own scene.

When the chorus surged like a tide, Chen Fang began to sing along, “When—I’m—no—longer—young—aiful, Will—you—still—love—me? When—I—got—nothing—but—my—ag—soul, I—know—you—will, I—know—you—will, I—know—that—you—will~ Oooh, wow…”

When I am no longer young, when my beauty fades, will you still love me? When all I have left is a grieving soul, I know you will, I know you will, I know you will.

At this, Chen Fang could no longer hold back her tears and wept aloud!

All across Beihai, cries of astonishment erupted.

“What? The female professor is crying? The lyrics must be beautiful—please translate them!”

“This definitely struck a chord with her. Also requesting a translation!”

“What movie’s theme song is this? It must be stunning. I want to watch it!”

“What? This is Brother Xiaotian’s original song! There’s news online already? So fast!”

“What? Brother Xiaotian is a newcomer—how is he so talented?”

“Wow! Ten of his divine songs are on Heaven’s Voice Net, all with rave reviews. I’m going to be a real listener for once!”

Outside the studio, Li Hongmei was already in tears. She understood the lyrics deeply, empathized, and also grasped Chen Fang’s feelings at this moment. It could only be said—Xiaotian’s arrangement was perfect!

As the song ended, a lingering sense of longing remained in the air.

Le Xiaotian then slowly recited the lyrics—

Having witnessed splendor,
And endured hardship, weary in heart and mind.
Surrounded by gold and paper, cups exchanged, intoxicating fragrance,
Midsummer’s night, July’s endlessness,
We were young and reckless, unafraid of time’s length.
Indulging in moments, as the city lights first shine, we frolicked and chased, our childish hearts hard to conceal.
When my youth is gone, when beauty fades,
Will you love me as you did, until the end of time?
When I have nothing left, battered and scarred,
I know you will, I know you will…

After the recitation, silence reigned. This was a truly fine song.

Most crucially, Le Xiaotian’s performance was nearly divine—this was the true essence.

Amid faint sobs, Chen Fang smiled. “Brother Xiaotian, thank you.”

A smile played at his lips, and Le Xiaotian felt beautiful for having done a good deed. “Xiaofang, don’t mention it. Bringing music that holds emotion for listeners—that is both my duty and my charm. As you are my first listener, you have the right to request another song.”

Good grief, could he be any more shameless? Xiaofang?!

Director Tang, Li Hongmei, Zhao Dezhu, and the bearded man all looked disdainful—she’s older than you, isn’t she?

With a clear exhale, Chen Fang regained control of her emotions. “No, thank you very much. I’ve found myself again. Let the next listener have that honor. Thank you once more, Brother Xiaotian.”

Le Xiaotian replied calmly, “Life is always full of disappointments, but as long as you listen to good songs, tidy up your mood, nod your head, and dance a little, there’s no obstacle you can’t overcome. Now, let us send our sincerest blessings to Chen Fang. If you want to hear ‘Unparalleled Grace’ again, or more songs, just search for Brother Xiaotian & Ziyang on Heaven’s Voice Net—divine songs await you. Or, text the prefix ‘Brother Xiaotian, I love you’ plus your message to our channel. If I’m in a good mood, I might reply.”

“Director, he’s abusing his position! He’s sneakily plugging personal ads during a live broadcast.”

“Do you think I’m blind?” After glaring fiercely at Huang Qiang, Director Tang grew anxious again. “What about Blue Cang? It’s been several minutes already. Can’t we get some efficiency here?”