Durin's Diary

Chapter 149 A Feast for Everyone
"Ixu's great grandson is truly amazing. Today he has conquered me again with his gifts and talents." The old bear of the Osuo species sitting in his seat looked excited.

As the young people nearby stood up and applauded, Duterte Marcus looked at his old friend. Sean Tarrell, now grinning like a successful chicken thief, crossed his legs and looked at Duterte: "Does his talent make you tremble?"

"Yes, I'm convinced. Any one of these shots he made, expanded into a film, just one shot, would be enough to crush all the garbage I shot," Duterte said, looking at the couple of grassland spirits on the stage. "I really envy him so much. He has talent and a lover. He has everything. Czerny is his musical mentor, and the music he just used is so majestic... Oh my God, I can't even imagine what else he could be lacking."

"He needs your manuscript." Sean said with a smile.

"Uh... now that you mention it, I think I should give him a fee." After Sean said this, Duterte patted his head - otherwise, he would not feel at ease using those storyboards and manuscripts.

I’m afraid that one day Yi Xu will find out that I’m using free labor, and in a rage he’ll fly over and slam his old friend against the wall.

Death does not necessarily mean death.

But it will be very uncomfortable to live at that time.

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While the first generation of the great director of the Northern Kingdom was feeling deeply moved, Mason the squirrel was staring with his eyes wide open. He was surprised because Mr. Czerny in front of him said that the music just now was not his work.

"Mason, I've never seen a child as gifted as Dulin. His imagination and genius make me tremble." Czerny, who was applauding, smiled and sighed, "I've truly made the right choice this time. To have an apprentice like this in my twilight years, if I can guide him onto the right path, it will be the greatest achievement of my life."

At this point, Czerny stood up and said, "The child is calling us from upstairs. Let's go, Mason."

When Mason the Squirrel stood up, he felt a little light-headed.

Because he was a little confused for a moment, who between him and Du Lin was the disciple of Master Che Er and who was his grand-disciple.

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Austin Jacob, who had sneaked in, was staring at the stage in amazement. He was wondering what he had just seen. Was it the genius of the Elsh family or the miracle son of the Corleone family? But none of this mattered. What mattered was that he felt that the entire Second Northernism owed him a favor that could never be repaid.

For the sake of revolution, Don Corleone 'traded' his outstanding child to his father-in-law.

Although using the word "transaction" seems a bit excessive, Austin really has no other words to explain and illustrate all this, because in Austin's opinion, Mr. Dooling Elsh is too outstanding!
Look at everything he did, whether it was the mage's alchemical weapons, the gun in the knight's hand, or the detailed shots that depicted all of this, all of this had different meanings in the eyes of different people.

Duterte Marcus, the famous film director of the Northern Kingdom who had just sat in front of him, admitted that his skills were inferior to others.

In the nearby mage area, there was a heated discussion about whether the alchemical weapons they had just seen were possible to realize. The legendary lords even went so far as to carve countless formulas in the air with arcane energy.

Further away, several bigwigs from the Northern Kingdom’s military were heatedly discussing the muskets that appeared in the picture.

When everything is over today, how am I going to tell Mr. Corleone tomorrow about what I saw today?

Austin Jacob thought and thought, but he still hadn't figured it out until Lord Czerny stepped onto the stage. Then he heard Lord Czerny sigh from the stage: "Durin, this apprentice of mine is the most gifted child I have ever met in my life. I believe that the original Creator allowed me to meet him in the twilight of my life so that I could teach him and guide him onto the right path."

At this point, the great musician patted Dulin's head affectionately. Under Austin's gaze, he smiled and shook his head. "I used to think that movies were boring, but now I realize I was wrong. Movies are indeed a great, undiscovered art form. But I believe that my apprentice will make this art form even greater after learning how to manipulate music."

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After listening to his mentor bragging about himself, Du Lin felt a little embarrassed.

For him, this was too much.

But for the crowd in the audience, such flattery seemed not enough. When Du Lin stepped down from the stage, several elderly men in military uniforms appeared and blocked his way. "Mr. Du Lin, your musket is refreshing to us. I wonder if you would be willing to serve us."

"Regarding this matter, please contact the Eastern Military. I have a contract with the Craftsmen's Association, the Engineering College and the Eastern Military. It was witnessed by the Original Creator. I'm sorry." Du Lin smiled and declined the invitation of the Northern Kingdom's military.

The military officials nodded. "Alright, then we won't bother you anymore. But we still hope to have the opportunity to work together in the future." The man who looked to be the oldest among the soldiers stepped forward and extended his hand. "I am Marshal Rudenburg Scarsfoot."

"Hello, Marshal, thank you for your understanding." Du Lin shook hands with the old man.

As soon as the military representatives left, the mages gathered around. The leading elders shook hands with Dulin one by one, then patted his head. Then, the old man with a long white beard and no hair spoke up, "Kid, what are those alchemical weapons you showed in the video? Did you come up with them yourself?"

"Yes, I'm collaborating with the Mage Unions of the Eastern Territory and the Great Wasteland. These are mature alchemical weapons. If any of you have been to Everforged Fortress, you've probably seen them used by the local battle mages." Du Lin said this with a smile, adding, "However, the long-barreled cannon system is a blueprint I just completed last year, and it's probably still under development."

"Indeed, I did. I saw it again in your video today, which is why I'm curious. Everyone says Ixu has a great grandson. I've heard that, but it seems the rumors were overstated." The legendary gentleman patted Dulin on the shoulder and turned to look at his companions. "Ixu and I were like brothers back then. Dulin's affairs are my, Karl Malone's affairs. If Dulin has ever offended you, I'm here to apologize."

"How could that be? You're joking, Mr. President." An old lady said with a smile.

Everyone agreed, and there was another round of flattery.

After the mages left, a senior student stood in front of Du Lin under the shove of the crowd.

"Will you make a movie about a detective and a doctor?" The senior asked this question with hope on his face.

"Of course I have thought of it, but I have to deal with the publishing house first." Du Lin smiled - it is true that he is the author, but the contract states that if the movie is to be released, the publishing house and the author need to discuss it together first.

Of course, Du Lin can get the author with one click, but he can't get the publisher with one click, not to mention that Mr. Duterte has already made an agreement.

"That's great. My father is the vice president of the publishing house. I can help you." The yellow-haired man smiled happily.

Du Lin's breath was held in his throat - you came prepared.

After some of them couldn't wait to make an appointment with Du Lin to have a good discussion next week, the young seniors handed Du Lin over to the successor with smiles on their faces.

As Austin Jacob appeared in front of him, Du Lin extended his hand before he could introduce himself.

"Hello, Mr. Austin, we meet again."

Austin Jacob, a reporter for the Daily Newspaper "Knowledge God" in Copenhagen and Lübeck, shook Durin's hand a little awkwardly. "Hello, I just wanted to ask when you can give me an interview."

"I should be free in April. You should have seen that many people will come to see me in the next half month." Du Lin said here, waiting for Austin's answer.

The journalist was also a wise man. He nodded and said, "No problem. If you are free someday, you will be welcome to visit the Daily God of Knowledge at 458 Havel Avenue in Copenhagen."

"Thank you."

After saying that, Austin Jacob let go of his hand, took two steps back, and raised his hat to say goodbye.

Du Lin personally saw him out the door before coming back.

After all, the "excellent works" of the first batch of students in the film department are about to be released.

(End of this chapter)