Walter squinted his eyes and looked at Bai Qianqu without saying anything. After a long time, he showed a wry smile.

"What you said is really rude, but it's not unreasonable. It's just that these words are fine to talk about here, but if they spread outside, some people may say something."

Bai Qianqu shrugged indifferently, but did not refute anything. He also knew that Walter was doing this for his own good.

"Let's not talk about it for now. I have another question to ask you." Walter crossed his hands in front of his eyes and said word by word, "In your heart, how do you view art? Do you think art is changing Gradually declining?"

Bronya suddenly held her breath, she remembered clearly that the last time Walter asked this question, she was still in college.

At that time, Walter was already an S-level composer, and Eden had already risen to prominence not long after his debut. The two met for the first time at a concert, and Walter asked Eden this question.

How did Eden respond?

When Bai Qianqu heard this question, a sentence he had read quickly appeared in his mind, and he subconsciously said it.

"Art is the crystallization of human wisdom and history. It advances with human society. As long as human society will not be destroyed, art will not disappear."

Hearing Bai Qianqu's words, Bronya couldn't help but open her eyes wide, and even Walter was stunned for a moment.

Bai Qianqu did not feel the difference between the two people. He continued: "What is art? Art is the external form through which human beings express their sense of beauty and desire. As long as human beings still crave beauty, as long as human beings still have desires, art will never will die.”

"Of course, art will not disappear, but the expression forms of art are constantly changing. From ancient rock paintings and sculptures to classical painting schools, bardic epics, Chinese poetry, and then to the modern digital revolution, literature has evolved from miscellaneous Loose words have turned into magnificent masterpieces, paintings have turned from childish imitations into complex and profound ones, songs have turned from routine to free expression... Every step of art means the demise of certain traditional forms. , but on these decaying bodies, new forms of flowers will soon bloom, emitting a more dazzling light."

"So I think." A figure shining like gold appeared in Bai Qianqu's mind, "Art will always shine like gold and be as brilliant as tomorrow."

After Bai Qianqu said what he said, he found that Walter was staring directly at him without blinking.

When he turned around again, he found that Bronya was also looking at him dumbfounded.

"What's wrong with you?" Bai Qianqu looked confused.

Bronya glanced at Walter, and Walter coughed.

"It's nothing, I just feel that your views are very similar to those of a friend of mine."

"Then your friend is pretty awesome." Bai Qianqu nodded affirmatively.

Bronya couldn't help but cover her eyes. How could this guy dare to say anything?

But Walter didn't care. He said with great interest: "Indeed, my friend is a very powerful person, and you will have the opportunity to get to know him in the future. By the way, I heard from Thunderbolt Ryoma that you took over Penguin's latest game. How is the custom order? Are you sure you can complete it? Do you need any help?"

"I already have an idea." Bai Qianqu answered honestly, "There should be no problem."

"You are confident." Walter laughed and said, "Okay, then I will look forward to your new work."

He looked at the time: "That's it for today's meeting. I have a flight back to Europe later."

Walter looked at Bronya again, with a satisfied smile in his eyes: "You did a good job some time ago. When I'm not here next time, you should discuss more with Tesla and others about matters in the company. I really can't make up my mind. Call me again, okay, let’s go.”

Watching Bai Qianqu and Bronya leave, Walter leaned back on the chair again and couldn't help but smile helplessly.

"This boy must be very popular with Eden."

......

After leaving the room, Bronya looked at Bai Qianqu up and down, as if she was seeing him for the first time.

"What's wrong? Is there something on my face?" Bai Qianqu was very strange. He touched his face but didn't feel anything.

"It's nothing, I just didn't expect you to say such a thing." Bronya withdrew her gaze, "It's a bit surprising."

"It's okay. How was my performance just now?" Bai Qianqu felt that she performed very well. She should have left a good impression on Walter, right?

Bronya: "...It's not bad. It would be nice if I didn't say the last sentence."

Bai Qianqu's face was full of confusion: "What's wrong?"

"..." Looking at the dazed Bai Qianqu, Bronya was really speechless, "Have you always been so brave? Do you know who the friend that Teacher Walter mentioned is?"

"Who?"

"It's Teacher Eden!!!" Bronya gritted her teeth.

Bai Qianqu became even more confused: "Then what I said is right, isn't Eden great?"

Bronya was confused by Bai Qianqu's words.

Is Eden great? Of course it’s awesome!

That seems... indeed... no problem?

Bronya fell into deep self-doubt.

"Then... let's not talk about this sentence for now!" Bronya shook her head, always feeling that she was being involved, "Just now, Teacher Walter asked you about customizing orders. You said you have Got an idea?"

She almost couldn't bear it at that time.

Walter asked this, obviously because he wanted to give him some advice!

Guidance from a music god! How many people long for opportunities that never come!

It was a pity that Bai Qianqu gave up so easily.

The key is that he also said that there was nothing wrong with him. What would Walter think if he didn't complete the Penguin customization order in the end?

Do you think Bai Qianqu is a guy who pretends to be fat? And then your impression of him dropped to freezing point?

"Yeah." Bai Qianqu didn't think too much. Anyway, the song was already done.

I originally planned to send it to Bronya after recording it today, but as soon as it was finished, I was dragged here without stopping.

The USB flash drive with the finished song is still in his pocket.

Bronya thought for a while and prepared to give a lecture, but she saw Bai Qianqu take out a USB flash drive from her pocket.

"I've actually already recorded the customized song, and it's right here."

Bronya:......

She looked at Bai Qianqu with a faint look: "Didn't you say you have an idea?"

"Yes, I had an idea, so I wrote it and recorded it. What's wrong?"

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