Ding Chuan looked excited when Lin Zhu asked about the song he wrote. "Miss Lin, what do you think about that song?"
Lin Zhu pondered the song and nodded. "It sounds cool. It is the type of song I'd like to listen to whenever I want to get pumped up. The rhythm is catchy. I especially liked the lyrics. Just don't ask me about the choreography. I know nothing about dancing." Lin Zhu laughed. She happened to meet Ding Chuan's gaze and saw the affectionate look in his eyes. "You …" Lin Zhu took a few steps back. "What is going on with you?"
Ai Lin pulled Ding Chuan away. "You don't have to mind him. Ding Chuan… He is just too excited to hear someone praising his song."
"His song?" Lin Zhu looked puzzled.
"Hmm…" Ai Lin nodded. "Our new song, Be Free—"
"I wrote it," Ding Chuan interjected before Ai Lin could finish his sentence. He could not conceal the proud look on his face.
