"Some people's so-called talent is nothing more than picking up the scores I casually threw away in the trash. If that is also considered talent, then the whole world is full of talented people."
Lin Yun posted a second tweet, and at the same time, attached a video.
Opening the video.
It showed Lin Yun composing, completely absorbed in her work.
When she found a melody she liked, her brows and eyes would relax; if she struggled with frustration, her eyebrows would involuntarily furrow.
The camera zoomed in, making it possible to see some blurry handwriting on the manuscript paper.
Beside Lin Yun, the trash can was filled with crumpled papers, likely the discarded compositions she had cast aside.
After a while.
Luo Li appeared on camera, persuading Lin Yun to rest early.
Lin Yun seemed to take his advice, obediently agreeing.
After Lin Yun left, Luo Li looked around, quickly picked up those drafts Lin Yun had discarded, appearing as if he had found a treasure.
