Zu An gave an embarrassed laugh. He scratched his head and said, “That’s different… I only know how to play a single song on that instrument.”

Xie Xiu sighed in praise. “You are so humble! This almost doesn’t seem like Ah Zu’s style.”

Zu An figured that what he said made sense. So what if he had plagiarized someone else’s work? It wasn’t like anyone in this world would know anyway.

Wait… what the heck am I saying! It should be an honor to introduce this world to the culture and works of art from my previous world! Why the heck am I feeling guilty?

Shang Liuyu hummed a few notes. The tune was none other than the melody of ‘The Smiling, Proud Wanderer’. “Ah Zu, I really like this song. It feels so free and unrestrained, and I feel all fired up just listening to it. It sounds like a war song of the beast tribes. It’s quite similar to that B… B… what was it again?”

She was a foreign language teacher after all, so she was very experienced. That was why no one doubted her words when she compared it to a war song of the beast tribes.

“BGM. It means background music,” Zu An explained.

“BGM…” Shang Liuyu muttered to herself. She was proficient in many languages, but she didn’t know what race this...