"Did that Bastard really praise me like that?"
"Yeah, he did. He said you'll make a name in history, that this piece is quite remarkable."
"He probably exaggerated a bit."
Xu Lin didn't feel much about it; such words are basically empty words to him.
Once a person is dead, whether they leave a name or not, it doesn't matter to them. Unless I could reincarnate or, like Tiga, only revive when someone remembers him, can I?
That's obviously unrealistic, so Xu Lin didn't care much.
"He's a very proud person, doesn't easily praise someone, let alone give such a high evaluation," Pei Danqing added.
Xu Lin nodded.
During lunch, they just chatted about work; nothing else.
In the morning, Xu Lin played "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" once. Pei Danqing didn't mention it, and neither did Xu Lin.
He spent the afternoon composing as well.
This time focusing mainly on interludes.
There were three interludes in total; Xu Lin finished them in one go.
