"Xu Lin's piece should be quite good, right?"
After finishing the final version of the composition, Xu Lin went to the restroom.
Pei Danqing couldn't help but ask Wu Zongting, who was carefully reviewing the sheet music.
"The tiger strums the zither and the phoenix wheels its chariot, immortals, like hemp!"
Pei Danqing only saw Wu Zongting recite this line of poetry.
She didn't quite understand and was about to ask what it ant.
Then Bastard confidently said, "He is one of the immortals!"
Pei Danqing was quite astonished, mainly because Wu Zongting had been at odds with Xu Lin before, yet now he was giving Xu Lin such high praise.
Bastard highly praised once again, saying, "This piece is very, very good. Your show can be elevated by a level or even several levels because of it! It's not an exaggeration to say that in ancient tis, in that intensely culture-worshiping era, he could carve a corner of history for himself and leave his mark with this piece!"
In a country where even great achievents like 'Fenglang Juxu' are only inscribed with just four characters in history, leaving a na or having one's work passed down is already a remarkable feat.
After all, in such an ancient country, even those famous tycoons now, like the big and small horses, may not have their nas recorded in history.
Because in this country, there are simply too many formidable people. Unless you are exceptionally outstanding, history won't even have a spot for you.
Decades or a hundred years can erase all traces of you in this world. Your grandchildren might rember your na, but your great-grandchildren will only know you as their great-grandfather without knowing your na. On Tomb Sweeping Day, they will visit your grave, but to them, you are just a stranger, without any emotions attached.
Of course, you might not even have great-grandchildren, or even no descendants at all, because nature is a process of continuous elimination, where inferior genes—essentially weaker animals—are weeded out. The strong genes leave descendants, but if they too show inferior genes, they will disappear. Human society is fundantally the sa, as societal resources cannot accommodate everyone owning their own family, and so people will inevitably be eliminated by society.
This is exactly the world of ordinary people.
So, unless you are incredibly remarkable or have made great contributions, or even infamous for vile deeds, it's hard to leave a mark in history.
It's like soone said, you laugh at others for being infamous for generations, yet you want to achieve that infamy and still can't.
Because infamy and honoring in history follow the sa principle, only distinguishing between good and bad, just like Yuan Shikai, who almost went down in history as a hero, but because he couldn't discern historical trends and made the wrong choices, he beca infamous. Yuan Shikai was already in a position to change history, but just one wrong step led him to be a disgrace in history. So how incredible do you have to be to leave your na in history? You have to be exceptional to have the perfect alignnt of timing, location, and people, and only then history might leave a place for you.
So, Bastard's evaluation of Xu Lin is extrely high, saying he could leave his mark in history with this composition.
Pei Danqing, from a scholarly family, naturally understood that Wu Zongting held Xu Lin in high regard.
She actually didn't expect Wu Zongting to give Xu Lin such a high evaluation. Even just today in the morning, Wu Zongting was still not pleased with Xu Lin.
Changed so quickly?
It truly surprised Pei Danqing and further affird Xu Lin's abilities.
Wu Zongting, this Bastard, is actually very proud. It's extrely difficult to make him submit to a young person.
Where is Xu Lin?
In the restroom.
But Xu Lin soon returned.
"What's for lunch?"
It's now eleven-thirty in the morning, and it's already alti, so Xu Lin asked Director Pei.
"What do you feel like eating?"
"Lunch, whatever."
"So dinner should be better?" Director Pei asked with a smile.
Xu Lin: "You could say that."
Originally Xu Lin wanted to go out, but looking outside from there, he saw a scorching sun, hard to imagine how hot it was outside. He thought it must be sweltering just stepping out the door, so he decided not to go out and rather enjoy the air conditioning here.
Xu Lin: "How about we eat at the canteen for lunch?"
"Canteen? Not going out?"
"It's too hot outside, and I'd rather enjoy the air conditioning."
"Then co with !"
Pei Danqing gestured to follow.
"Ok."
So Xu Lin followed Pei Danqing to the canteen, while Xiao Minghua, watching this scene, felt a bit dismayed.
What's hard for a devoted admirer is when you've chased a girl for a long ti, but she doesn't even look at you, and then suddenly soone else cos along and takes her in just a couple of days.
Xiao Minghua's scalp tingled, thinking that Pei Danqing wouldn't get taken by Xu Lin in just a few days, would she?
Couldn't be, right?
"Your talent exceeded my expectations!"
Pei Danqing said while walking, full of admiration.
Xu Lin: "I'm paid to do work, so I have to be earnest."
The remuneration for Xu Lin this ti was three million. Not too much, not too little. Actually, if it weren't for the platform being large enough and them wanting Xu Lin's work, he wouldn't be willing to do it for this price for five compositions. At least it should be a million for one!
"Wu Zongting said that the piece you composed today is so incredible that you could make a na for yourself in history!"
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