The invitation letter I hold contains recommendations from highly valuable musicians, one is famous and the other is great!"

"My goal in life is to become a famous singer in Tiya City on my 20th birthday in a few years, and then be hired as the soprano of the Feton United Principality Festival Orchestra. They are the only ones in the southern continent to be among the top ten in the world.

'A famous company! Well, of course, this is a bit too difficult. It is also a dream to be a principal actress in the Eleanor State Opera House. I heard that the opera house is more eye-catching and star-making than the top famous companies.

It’s even better.”

"Give me the collection of poems." Fan Ning stretched out his hand.

The girl pulled away from her longing and quickly handed him "Winter Journey".

"I mean the Collected Poems of Lucter."

"ah?"

"If the caravan has any, show them to me."

"Yes." Luna, who had been standing silently next to him, spoke up. She flew away and got into the carriage with her legs crossed.

A minute later, the caravan's carriage began to move slowly. Luna and An sat inside, watching Fan Ning open an old thread-bound poetry book.

The color of the paper is very old, and the curled edge of the last page has been smoothed. The publication date is 885 New Year, five years older than myself, and the price is 10 pence.

"I Breathe the Fragrance of the Bodhi Tree" "Please Don't Eavesdrop on My Song" "If You Love Beauty".

Fan Ning read a few familiar poems in "The Collected Poems of Lucter" and read more poems that he had not touched before.

These poems, which are full of profound emotions, explore aesthetics, death, and love. They are extremely original in terms of rhyme and rhythm, and have unique imagination and beauty of southern romance. They undoubtedly have the ability to highly integrate poetry and music, and promote art songs to the holy level.

The potential of the environment, even the quality of enlightenment.

"To solve a problem, you have to go straight to the core." Fan Ning exhaled a brisk breath and said with a smile.

Directly to the core... Outside the carriage was the sound of birdsong, moisture and the fragrance of flowers. Luna and An looked at him without knowing what was going on.

"Since the chief judge of this year's famous singer competition is Mr. Lucter, then..." He took out a pencil and lightly ticked the previous three poems.

Then I read silently, raised my head to imagine and held my forehead in thought, and finally hooked up two more poems:

"At Midnight" "I Renounce the World"

"Is the quantity almost there?" he asked aloud.

"That Mr. Scheele" Miss Nightingale opposite reminded weakly——

"The famous singer competition, that one, requires singing, usually opera excerpts, or art songs, ballads can also be used, and it is best to have some accompaniment."

"It seems like it can't read poetry"

"What does that have to do with it?" Fan Ning shook his head in surprise and smiled, "You should be more open-minded and stop staring at my "Winter Journey" all the time."

“Can’t we just choose a few poems from the main judges and write them temporarily?”
Chapter completed!