If this song really can be sold...

　　At least in the future, if I want to listen to it, I won’t have to hum it myself.

　　“The song can be sold, one thousand is fine, but I’d like to meet the performer.”

　　“Meet the performer?”

　　Grace Brooks was taken aback, then she seemed to think of something and smiled, “You want an autograph? I’ll help you get in touch.”

　　After saying that, she quickly went out to make a call.

　　A few minutes later, Grace Brooks returned, smiling brightly: “He agreed, he wants to meet you too. It’s just that he’ll be in Sumen City for the next half month and doesn’t have time to come over. If you want to meet him, you’ll have to go there yourself.”

　　After she finished, Grace Brooks said excitedly, “I agreed! I’ll take leave and go with you. Anyway, Sumen City isn’t far from our Wuhe City, we can make a round trip in a day. Shawn Anderson is actually one of my favorite male singers too, I want to meet him in person.”

　　“Sumen City...”

　　When Ethan Brooks heard the name, something quickly came to mind.

　　A scene from a month and a half ago flashed through his mind again.

　　“Sumen City... Adam Carter.”

　　Is this fate?

Chapter 0007 Ordinary Ethan Brooks

　　Sumen City.

　　Eighty-one kilometers from Wuhe City, its population, economy, and scale are a bit behind Wuhe City, which benefits from its coastal location, but not by much.

　　Ethan Brooks sat in the car, watching the streets and houses outside recede, thinking about that song.

　　To be precise, about the matter and the person related to the song.

　　He was just an ordinary person, so why did a nuclear bomb explode above his head?

　　Because at that time, he was at an air force base abroad.

　　Why was he at an air force base?

　　He wanted to see if being shot by a bullet would kill him.

　　Why did he want to test being shot?

　　Because...

　　He had received news that she was getting married.

　　...

　　“It’s all in the past...”

　　Ethan Brooks whispered to himself, “The world has changed, it’s all in the past.”

　　“Qingfeng, what did you say?”

　　Sitting next to him, listening to her Walkman, Grace Brooks pressed pause: “Were you talking to me just now?”

　　“It’s nothing.”

　　Ethan Brooks replied.

　　Once they entered the city, the car slowed down noticeably, stopping and starting, and it took half an hour to reach the bus station.

　　Ethan Brooks and Grace Brooks got off and walked to the agreed meeting place.

　　Silver Shadow Studio.

　　The studio wasn’t in the city center, but in a three-story villa near the second ring road.

　　The villa had a floor area of over a thousand square meters, with a yard of about two thousand square meters outside, decorated with flowers, rocks, and artificial hills, quite exquisite and elegant.

　　When Ethan Brooks and Grace Brooks arrived, someone came out to greet them. Seeing the two, he showed no sign of looking down on them and warmly stepped forward: “Hello, Mr. Brooks, I’m Shawn’s agent, Walter. Thank you for coming all this way.”

　　Ethan Brooks was nineteen by nominal age, but with two lifetimes of experience, no one would mistake him for an ordinary eighteen- or nineteen-year-old youth.

　　“Hello.”

　　After exchanging greetings, Walter led the two into the villa’s living room.

　　On one side of the living room was a closed room, from which some music could be heard.

　　Clearly, that was a recording studio.

　　“Please wait a moment, Shawn will be ready soon.”

　　Walter poured tea for the two, apologizing slightly.

　　“Is he recording that song? Can I listen?”

　　“Of course.”

　　Walter led Ethan Brooks and Grace Brooks into the recording studio.

　　The studio was large, about sixty square meters, and with the control room, over a hundred square meters.

　　At this moment, the singer Shawn Anderson was performing the song. The familiar lyrics and melody slowly drifted out, as if pulling Ethan Brooks’s consciousness back to that world, back to every moment in that music club.

　　A long while...

　　The music stopped.

　　Ethan Brooks was a little lost in thought, his gaze unfocused.

　　“Mr. Brooks, you’re even more handsome than I imagined—not the dashing kind, but a clean, steady kind of handsome.”

　　Shawn Anderson came forward, smiling as he greeted Ethan Brooks.

　　“I can’t wait to buy the CD of this song.”

　　Ethan Brooks snapped back to himself and smiled.

　　With that one sentence, he clearly acknowledged the man and the deal.

　　“There’s just a little bit left to finish recording. As soon as it’s done, I’ll send it to Mr. Brooks right away. I believe once this song is released, it’ll definitely be a big hit.”

　　Shawn Anderson replied with a smile.

　　“So this is the Mr. Brooks who wrote ‘Long Time No See’. I really couldn’t tell.”

　　At this moment, the others in the studio also greeted him.

　　Looking at them, Ethan Brooks said, “I’d like to record a melody for myself. Could I trouble you all for some help?”

　　“Does Mr. Brooks have a new work?”

　　Shawn Anderson immediately came over.

　　For a singer, high-quality songs are the guarantee of their popularity.

　　“Just a melody, one I’m keeping for myself.”

　　Hearing this, Shawn Anderson didn’t say more. Whether the melody was good or not, he’d listen first.

　　“No problem. Do you have an arrangement?”

　　“Yes, it’s very simple. The melody is in my head. May I borrow some paper and a pen?”

　　As Ethan Brooks spoke, he took the paper and pen handed to him and wrote out the score.