Durin's Diary

Chapter 137 I am your guide

Du Lin followed Master Mason and just entered the room. Before he could figure out the appearance of everyone sitting there, he heard the owner of an old voice trying to speak for him.

He could only look in the direction of the sound, and saw an old gentleman with tall hooves and antlers smiling at him.

An old elder smiled so kindly and was so optimistic about him. Du Lin couldn't let this expectation go to waste, so he took off his hat and saluted: "Du Lin Ai Er Shi, greetings to all the elders and gentlemen."

"Was this work really conceived when faced with a strange object?" the middle-aged human beside the old man asked curiously.

"Yes, it was a quick wit at the time. Although I haven't studied music systematically, I've listened to a lot of orchestra performances since I was a child, and I always have some little ideas in my mind."

"Is it just like what you said about making a movie that everyone will find good?" asked old Mr. Gaoti with a smile.

"Yes, elder." Du Lin nodded.

Everyone present laughed. It was clear they had all heard Durin's words. The elder elves even stood up. "I've seen the hoe and axe you crafted for the Silver Peak Clan. Honestly, from an elven perspective, it has some flaws, but the main issue is the forging. This branch of the Silver Peak Clan lacks a legendary blacksmith, so their hoes and axe are flawed. Your problems aren't many, but rather stem from your lack of strength. Even with the blade gifted to you by the Primordial Creator, you haven't been able to fully unleash its power. As the saying goes, 'a flaw can outweigh a virtue,' and that's exactly what you're like."

At this point, he walked up to Dulin, smiled, stretched out his hands, and lifted Dulin high. "Old Lord Ish is so lucky to have a great grandson like you." After speaking, he put Dulin down and said, "I've also seen the short film you made. The deep feelings in it are so profound that even an outsider like me can feel it. You are on the right path, Dulin, and this makes me very happy."

"Thank you for the compliment. I simply believe that actions speak louder than words." Although he didn't understand the man's identity, considering his good intentions, Du Lin could only smile and express his feelings to the elders. "I haven't studied music systematically, so if you elders want to test me, I really can't give you a perfect answer."

"It's okay. Since the secret police department has confirmed that this music was also composed by you, I would like to know. Since you have loved music since you were a child, do you have another song hidden in your heart?" The middle-aged man asked with a smile.

What does it mean when the truth is revealed?

What does it mean to have a ferocious look on your face?

That's it.

Thinking of this, Du Lin smiled and nodded. "Indeed, there is one. When I was a child, I once heard a piano and violin ensemble with my grandfather. This instrument left a very deep impression on me."

Some of the people present were surprised, some were even more astonished, and the middle-aged man was surprised with a hint of caution: "You kid, don't brag."

"A recliner, a camera, and a pot of milk tea, Madam Salin, could you please prepare them for me?"

"Let me do it." Principal Tarell finally stood up. He walked to the door and called the guard who was patrolling nearby and asked him to make the arrangements.

Karina approached Du Lin, she was a little nervous: "Are you really not bragging?"

"It's more valuable than gold." Du Lin replied with a smile, feeling very confident - because what he was going to take out was Chopin's Nocturne in E-flat major, Op. 9 No. 2.

All Du Lin could do was not to disgrace this great man.

Mr. Du Lin, you are really sentimental. To be honest, I also like the song in your mind very much, and I can provide you with the music score.

With Daju joining in, the smile on Dulin's face became even more unbridled. After everything was ready, Dulin lay down on the recliner, and Anta sat next to Dulin and reached out to hold Dulin's hand.

"I believe you." The girl lowered her head and closed her eyes. The connection between their hearts intertwined their two hearts. ………………

"Did Yi Xu really take Durin to listen to music?" The dwarf principal, Leital, asked Mrs. Salin with some uneasiness after the top student in front of him lay down.

The latter nodded and smiled in affirmation. "When Du Lin was little, Old Ish and I would take him with us when we went to listen to music. Although he seemed a little absent-minded, I now think that this was just his unique way of listening. After all, you and I both heard the first piece of music before, and we should have understood that it was indeed a good piece."

"Yes, it is indeed a good piece of work." Principal Leital said this and looked at Karina and Anta: "These two girls are..."

"One is an ally, the other is a good friend."

The answer from Salin made him raise his thick eyebrows: "When Yi Xu was this age, he didn't have this kid's ability."

Mrs. Sallin smiled.

In the eyes of everyone, the progress of saving the content on the projector quickly stopped.

"What happened?" The tall old man, the oldest one, looked at Leital and said, "Why did you stop?"

"This means that the general music has been completed, and the next step is to repair it." Mrs. Salin felt a little guilty when she said this - it has only been a short time, could this kid Du Lin be doing something weird?

With this thought in mind, about fifteen minutes passed before everything stopped. Du Lin opened his eyes, took off the imaging device, and placed the crystal on a small table beside him. "Because this was just a small idea in my mind, I didn't make the golden hall like last time. The picture is a bit simple, so I hope the elders will bear with me."

"Is that hall called the Golden Hall? It does look like the name." Old man Gaoti smiled and nodded, and the elders present also said that it was indeed very appropriate.

Mrs. Salin placed the crystal on the projector.

Everyone present stopped talking to each other, and a new image was projected onto the projection screen on the wall.

In the picture, Du Lin is sitting at a piano with small keys suitable for a prairie elf.

The entire background is spotlessly white, which is normal. For Du Lin, a simple background is white, so pure that it loses all sense of space.

When Du Lin placed his hands on the piano keys and the first string of notes sounded, the old man from the High Hoof tribe widened his eyes. He looked at the stunned middle-aged man beside him. The latter exchanged a glance with him, then looked at Mason: "This isn't your style. This was really done by this kid, and no one really helped him."

"I told you, this is a true genius, a talent that makes me tremble." Mason lowered his voice, because just this conversation had already caused displeasure among others.

The music on the screen lasted less than four minutes and ended quickly. Elder Gaoti smiled and clapped his hands. "Although the instrumental technique is a bit immature, the movements are a bit flawed, and the whole piece has a sense of abrupt ending, but considering that it only took a dozen minutes and everyone here is knowledgeable, so..." At this point, the old man stood up and walked in front of Principal Retal. The oldest person present raised his head with pride and said, "Your Excellency Retal, this is Karl Czerny, an old man with a basic understanding of music theory. I want to come to your school to personally teach Doolin Ayrsh. Together with Mason, I will help this child understand that music is the most wonderful thing in the world."

At this point, the old man stood in front of Du Lin and said, "My child, remember, movies are just cheap entertainment for musicians like you and me."

There was silence at first, then an uproar in the small conference room.

(End of this chapter)