She read it carefully and felt somewhat satisfied this time. Looking up, she saw Li Qingshen fast asleep. She stared at his sleeping face for a while, then noticed the medicine on the table was untouched. Frowning, she stood up and went downstairs to pour a glass of warm water.
When Ling Momo returned to the music room, Li Qingshen had woken up. He was holding the lyrics she had just rewritten and was looking at them.
Ling Momo stood next to Li Qingshen, holding her breath, feeling slightly nervous yet hopeful.
However, after looking for quite some time, Li Qingshen picked up a pen and crossed out only one line, saying, "The entire lyrics, except for this line, are all uninspired!"
Ling Momo's fingers trembled, suddenly feeling an urge to strangle Li Qingshen.
What do you mean, 'uninspired'?
Where is it uninspired?
She thought it was good enough!
