"Hello, Yue Heng! I've heard so much about you!"

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Zhang Qin, and I am the president of the Literature Society of Tsinghua University."

"Li Guyan, the senior who challenged you to a traditional Chinese style song competition, is the former president of our literature club."

"This is my roommate, Chen Guoguo, the vice president of the music club~"

Before Wang Yueheng could speak, a tall girl dressed in Hanfu and with exquisite makeup introduced herself in a cheerful tone.

"Li Guyan?"

"I almost forgot about this name if you hadn't mentioned it..."

Wang Yueheng then remembered that he had been criticized by this talented senior from Tsinghua University, who was also a musician.

The other party did not initially approve of the "Chinese style" music that he created.

He believes that the Chinese-style songs he sings are nothing more than traditional ancient-style songs, and he deliberately uses them as gimmicks to attract attention.

It was at that time that Wang Yueheng released "Dong Feng Po," a song that solidified his position as the founder of the Chinese pop music scene.

Then, they released "Chrysanthemum Terrace," the end credits song they wrote for director Zhang Mou's new film.

From then on, no one ever confused their own Chinese-style music with the ancient style.

Li Guyan, the senior student, also fell silent and never spoke out online again.

"First of all, I would like to apologize to you on behalf of senior Li Guyan."

"He wasn't deliberately targeting you at the time. He was genuinely passionate about traditional Chinese culture and didn't know you very well. He was worried that you might encounter another unscrupulous singer trying to attract attention and ruin traditional Chinese culture."

"After being defeated by your new song 'Dongfeng Po', Senior Gu Yan was actually very happy and became a loyal fan of yours, but he never said it out loud."

"Later, when you encountered a foreign singer's accusation of plagiarism, senior Li Guyan even went to a foreign forum to confront the other party, leaving a group of foreign netizens who couldn't distinguish right from wrong speechless."

Zhang Qin then explained to Wang Yueheng.

"Well, I didn't take it to heart. I just treated it as a normal exchange and discussion between music creators."

Upon hearing the explanation from the head of the literary society, Wang Yueheng casually remarked.

He didn't actually intend to compete with this Tsinghua University senior; he was just taking the opportunity to release his new song.

He also learned more or less about this senior's personality through Mo Zixue.

Indeed, he lives up to his name, being a rather old-fashioned and upright musician who cannot tolerate any flaws.

He is also a talented poet.

At least before Wang Yueheng became famous, the other party's poetry was considered to be of first-class quality in China.

However, after Wang Yueheng's poems appeared, they completely crushed the world's so-called first-class poetry level to a whole new level.

"You came to me not just to say good things about Senior Li Guyan, right?"

Then Wang Yueheng looked at Zhang Qin and the other person in front of him, who were both very nervous, and asked with amusement.

"Of course, there are other things as well, which are about our club."

Hearing Wang Yueheng's direct question, Zhang Qin smiled a little embarrassedly.

“Even before you enrolled, Guoguo and I made up our minds that we would definitely invite you to join our club when you arrived.”

"Wang Yueheng, would you be interested in joining our Tsinghua University Literature Society, or the Music Society where Guoguo is?"

“We know you’re a big star now, and you probably wouldn’t care about the credits and honors you get from joining the club.”

"But we sincerely hope that students at Tsinghua University who love literature and music can unleash their talents with your help."

"Maybe we can even unearth some previously overlooked genius creators like you!"

The girl in Hanfu then put away her smile and looked at Wang Yueheng with a serious expression, taking the initiative to extend an invitation.