Du Anrao had no inkling that the person behind her was consumed by a towering rage, spinning wild and extreme scenarios based purely on her own assumptions.
She had already spent far too much time on this final artist to be signed, to the point where the person in question and everyone else around them had grown quite tense.
After a long pause, Du Anrao murmured thoughtfully and asked with a solemn expression, "Are you a self-taught composer?"
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