"..." Ye Xingbei thought of the sweet-talking Mi Sheng, nodded in agreement, "Yes, very impressive!"
She suddenly remembered what Fifth Lord of Gu had said: he didn't do much, and it was a loss to other industries.
Should she thank Fifth Lord of Gu for not entering the lyric-writing industry and taking her rice bowl?
Senior Master Gu appreciated the characters and words again, smiling as he said, "Very good, good words and good lyrics complement each other, just like the two of you, perfectly paired, complementing each other, meant to be together!"
Ye Xingbei's face turned red when Senior Master Gu spoke, her heart both sweet and grateful.
Meeting such a reasonable and loving elder was her good fortune.
From now on, she would definitely treat the old man well, honoring him as she would her own father.
Senior Master Gu looked at Junzhu while smiling and said, "Xiao Zhu, you should properly mount these characters, and once they're ready, hang them here in my study."
