"Xu Lin, you’re trending again!"
After taking a shower that evening, Xu Lin received a ssage from Xia Xiyao sent just a few minutes earlier.
Xia Xiyao sent a screenshot over, showing it was about today’s startup ceremony.
This ti Xu Lin trended because of the four characters he wrote.
Calligraphy is considered a relatively high-end art form that not many understand, so a lot of people just watch for fun. Coincidentally, Mr. Xu’s na pops up on trending lists from ti to ti, and gradually, many passers-by beca familiar with it.
Trending topic: How good is Mr. Xu’s calligraphy?
"Xu Lin, your writing is really pretty. Many people say your handwriting looks great!"
"Why don’t they call a calligrapher?"
"Many people do say that too!"
Xia Xiyao sent over a few more screenshots, indeed showing quite a number of people claiming Xu Lin’s skills have reached the level of a calligrapher.
The four characters Xu Lin wrote, "Dajing Dynasty," were in cursive script, majestic and powerful, with a force that penetrates the paper. Even a calligraphy prodigy would need decades to attain such skill, yet Xu Lin effortlessly achieves it. Even those who don’t understand calligraphy find his writing impressive, akin to "dragons flying and phoenixes dancing," which exactly describes Xu Lin’s characters.
"But there are also lots of people shading you, saying it’s fake, that you didn’t write it yourself, that you got soone else to do it, accusing you of being a persona like those fake scholars in the entertainnt industry. It made so angry, I cursed out quite a few people just now!"
Xia Xiyao fud with indignation.
Xu Lin: "Ignore them."
"But I’m so upset that these people are insulting you."
"Don’t try to prove anything to them. Otherwise, you’ll never make it clear. They might dare talk about online, but in real life, if I co out full force, they’d lose everything just by ssing with , got it?"
"Alright."
"Just ignore them and do things that make you happy."
Xu Lin simply didn’t like dealing with these online people. In fact, ever since he beca famous, so-called fraud-busters have erged to expose him, claiming his novels, songs, etc., were ghostwritten, labeling Mr. Xu as a con man.
Xu Lin simply would not bother with these idiots.
When Han Han was young, he was also exposed by Fang Zhouzi but fell into the trap of self-verification. No matter how he tried to prove himself, Fang Zhouzi insisted he was fake.
What is the trap of self-verification?
For example, if you’re into fitness, but you look average, soone jumps out and says you look like a troll goblin, not handso. At this point, you try to prove, "What’s not good about how I look? My muscles obviously look good; I’ve worked hard to get to where I am today. Plus, working out makes more energetic and improves my appearance." So on and so forth, you keep trying to prove yourself to them.
But people persistently label you a troll goblin, and you keep proving yourself, eventually ending like Han Han did back then, rendering yourself sothing neither here nor there while Fang Zhouzi was laughing his head off.
What’s the right approach? It’s to directly say, "F*** your mother, let her co and have a look, see if she likes my muscles, see if I dare to beco your stepdad?"
What if they get angry? Are you kidding? You’ve got muscles; do they dare confront you? It’s only the non-fitness people who will criticize those who do. Human nature is to bully the weak and fear the strong; nine out of ten people are like that.
The self-verification trap is just that - first of all, I have no obligation to prove anything to beings like you.
There’s way too many people now shading Xu Lin online.
Xu Lin is handso, wealthy, surrounded by the most beautiful won, living a happy, fulfilling life, like an Emperor, why would he care about responding to them?
"Xu Lin, what are you doing?"
"Went out for a al in the afternoon, just got back not long ago."
"Oh, oh."
Xia Xiyao: "Did anything interesting happen today?"
"No, just had a simple al and chatted."
Xu Lin didn’t ntion going to the ’Beauty’s Charm’; it’s still a bit dark there, beautiful won, just have enough money and you can play however you like, play however you want, and it’s all outdoors - real goddesses that drop jaws when others look on.
The little girl’s psyche probably wouldn’t handle sothing like this.
n, won, children, blood, organs...
Everything has a price - and price isn’t always monetary; it can also be exchanged for other forms of value.
ntioning it does seem a bit dark.
Snap!
Xu Lin lit a cigarette.
Xu Lin thought of a long-debated philosophical problem - is human nature inherently good or evil?
He recalled when he was young, perhaps eight or nine years old, he would focus on won’s butts, and it had to be big ones.
So even as a kid, Xu Lin was lustful and nobody taught him, guided him, nor had he watched any clips or whatever; lustfulness was just there, naturally, possibly inherent.
Hence, Xu Lin felt that inherent evil in human nature might be the more factual side.
Thus, based on innate evil, people need morals and laws to tether actual human nature.
Xu Lin pondered many things.
What use is there in thinking, really? It seems useless, yet reading a lot prompted Xu Lin to enjoy thoughts on deeper issues.
"So what did you eat today?"
Xia Xiyao: "Xu Lin, can we video chat? It’s been a while since I’ve seen you."
"Sure."
Xu Lin thought it over; it has indeed been over ten days since he last saw Xia Xiyao. He’d been spending ti with Ning Yuhuan recently.
Shortly after, a video call from Xia Xiyao ca through.
She was in her dorm room, sitting on her bed, with sounds of other girls chatting in the background.
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