"Mr. Xu and Wu Zongting got into an argunt?"
"Who is Wu Zongting?"
"Wu Zongting is one of the masters in the world of music composition. You young ones might not know him, but he used to be very famous."
"Don’t say ’used to be very famous,’ he’s outdated now, isn’t he?"
"Wow, what happened? Mr. Xu and this old man got into a fight?"
"I heard they were at each other’s throats at the ti, but I checked, no pictures, no videos, not even audio recordings. It’s unclear where the rumor ca from, maybe it’s just fabrication."
The netizens were discussing it, but not many people paid attention. After all, it didn’t even trend, just ntioned by a few marketing accounts, and those in the know understand that you can’t tell whether it’s true or false.
Silence through the night.
In the morning, Xu Lin got up, washed up, dressed, and left with Pei Danqing at around seven.
Breakfast was the signature breakfast of Capital City, which were just those snacks, nothing special, and they ate simply.
People who travel often know that tourism is about eating local specialties or so-called delicacies, which are pretty much the sa all over the country.
Of course, if you have money, that’s a different story. With money, anywhere is paradise, and the delicacies can make you sick from overeating.
Around nine o’clock, Xu Lin followed Pei Danqing to the legendary CCTV Building.
Along the way, Xu Lin saw many famous faces from the screen.
However, Xu Lin was undisturbed. First, he’s not a fan, and second, he’s already reached this level where any celebrity he encounters is treated indifferently.
Of course, when it cos to big shots whose casual words set policies, Xu Lin, even as a Dragon among n, has to straighten up.
Sixth floor.
Xu Lin saw the old man from yesterday again.
This old man was Wu Zongting, wearing a black Tang suit today, leaning on a cane.
Wu Zongting saw Xu Lin, showed no good face, just snorted coldly without saying a word.
Xu Lin also stayed silent, hands in his pants pockets as he entered, wearing a suit that naturally equipped him with the Dragon among n buff.
But Xu Lin felt it was inadequate, so he silently activated the Majestic Without Anger buff.
As a result, Xu Lin casually glanced at Wu Zongting, causing Wu Zongting’s heart to chill, intimidate, and involuntarily step back three steps, heart racing, thinking, why does this kid seem a bit uncanny?
You and your na will perish, but the mighty Yangtze will flow eternally.
— Du Fu.
Old Bastard, this is as far as you go. Watch out, my era is coming!
Xu Lin thought that as long as this old man doesn’t provoke him, it’ll be fine.
Xu Lin wasn’t a celebrity, so he didn’t have to stay active on screens, and couldn’t be pinned down by fans.
Reputation?
Xu Lin didn’t care.
The group was currently in the instrunt room, with all kinds of Eastern and Western instrunts.
Xu Lin hadn’t studied Western instrunts much, only knowing guitar and piano.
As for Eastern classical instrunts, Xu Lin knew quite a lot.
On a whim, he picked up an erhu.
"Xu Lin, do you know how to play the erhu?"
Director Pei asked curiously.
"I know a bit of erhu."
Xu Lin didn’t ntion he was already proficient in erhu.
He sat down, placing the erhu on his thigh, looking the part.
"Ha, pretending!"
Wu Zongting couldn’t hold back a comnt. Xu Lin ignored him, insulted him yesterday, and Wu Zongting was so pissed he didn’t sleep well all night.
Confucius said: at fifty, one knows the Mandate of Heaven, at sixty, one’s ear is obedient, at seventy, one follows one’s heart’s desires.
Wu Zongting was already seventy-six, right at the age of following his heart’s desires.
But ever since he was slamd by Xu Lin last night, he almost fell into depression.
If this got out, he’d lose face entirely.
At this mont, Xu Lin didn’t humor him at all: "You old scoundrel, relying on age to flaunt authority. Who’s pretending here?"
"Xu, you’re really impolite. Mr. Wu is an elder in your circle, deserving respect. How can you be so disrespectful? Director Pei, isn’t that right?"
Xiao Minghua couldn’t help but say, glancing at Pei Danqing standing with her arms crossed.
Pei Danqing looked serious and aloof.
Xiao Minghua’s heart surged with warmth, the unattainable always stirred him, especially with soone as beautiful as Pei Danqing.
But he didn’t sleep well either last night, almost didn’t sleep at all.
Because after the dinner party ended, he followed Pei Danqing’s car and found out she took Xu Lin to her place to stay.
After a night passed, no one but them knew what happened inside.
Luckily, Pei Danqing showed no unusual signs when walking today, easing Xiao Minghua’s anxiety.
He knew Pei Danqing hadn’t dated anyone and didn’t get close to any man for years.
And if a woman sleeps with a man, the first ti, walking might appear unusual due to unfamiliarity. If Xu Lin was small and quick, at this mont, Xiao Minghua hoped he was a strong guy, because at least he could spot sothing unusual, but fortunately, there was no abnormality.
Moreover, their emotions today didn’t show signs of anything happening.
Thus, Xiao Minghua, judging from Pei Danqing’s walking posture, inferred nothing happened last night.
Only then did Xiao Minghua finally breathe a sigh of relief.
But like Wu Zongting, Xiao Minghua also took a dislike to Xu Lin, increasingly so.
Damn it!
This bastard actually moved into Pei Danqing’s place.
How many years had Xiao Minghua liked Pei Danqing? Even if he couldn’t win her over, even if another man took her, it shouldn’t be a nearly twenty-year-old hotshot who appeared out of nowhere!
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