Chapter 251

"Luo Luo, you're finally back~~"

As soon as she got home, Wen Xia hugged her, her eyes looking pitiful, "I've been eating takeout every day while you were gone, I'm almost sick of it."

Luo Quan was torn between laughter and tears: "Can't you learn to cook yourself?"

Wen Xia said aggrievedly: "If I could learn, I would have learned long ago."

Luo Quan patted Wen Xia's head: "Just wait, I'll make you something delicious tonight."

"By the way, did any problems arise during the show recording while I was gone?"

"Only one episode wasn't recorded, it didn't have much impact. Now *Creation Young* has progressed to the later stages, and apart from me and Jin Jin Zihao, the other mentors don't have many shots either."

"That's good then." Luo Quan nodded.

"By the way, Luo Luo, I saw the news earlier and heard that your audition failed. Is that true?"

Luo Quan said with a smile: "It did fail at the time, but later the director couldn't find a better candidate, so he had to come back to me."

Wen Xia was overjoyed: "That's a good thing! *The Lord of the Rings* is a big production. If the box office is a hit, you can use this to enter Hollywood!"

Luo Quan chuckled: "It depends on luck; it's hard to say whether it will be a hit... By the way, how is your review going? The college entrance exam is in less than half a month."

"Do I need to worry? I've reviewed almost everything. I've also done a few sets of mock exam papers from Yuzhou. Excluding Chinese, my score is basically around 510."

"That's great!" Luo Quan's eyes lit up, "Adding Chinese, you're guaranteed to pass the key university line!"

"Actually, such a high score is useless to me now. As a celebrity, it's enough to get into an art university. This high score is just a gimmick for the company to hype up."

"It's still the college entrance exam after all." Luo Quan sighed with great emotion. Having lived two lives, she had missed the most important exam in the lives of most young Chinese people.

It's not that life is incomplete without it, but she hadn't experienced it, so she was very curious.

But for the two of them now, the college entrance exam had become a tool for going through the motions; their lives no longer needed to rely on the college entrance exam as a tool for climbing upward.

Dragging her suitcase back to her room, Luo Quan finally lay back in her warm little nest.

Whether it's a presidential suite or a room in a castle, no matter how luxuriously decorated, it's ultimately not as comfortable as her own room.

Luo Quan lay on the bed, spread out in a big 'X' shape, and gently stretched.

I don't know if it was because she walked too much, but Luo Quan felt her ankle hurting again.

In the past, when she sprained her foot, she didn't even need to spray medicine; she would just stomp it off. Her body now is indeed much more delicate.

She took out the Yunnan Yunnan Baiyao and sprayed it again, and Luo Quan felt more comfortable immediately.

Just after finishing, her phone rang.

"Hello, Zhou Zong." Luo Quan turned on the speakerphone.

"Luo Quan, have you returned to China?" Zhou Zhou Yangwen's voice sounded a bit urgent.

"Just got back, I've been on a plane for several hours."

"I heard you composed another piece in London, a piano piece?"

"That is the case." Luo Quan thought to herself that this news spread too fast. Listening to this, China already knew about it while she was still on the plane.

"You seem not to care at all. Music forums at home and abroad are exploding right now. You don't even realize what kind of music you've created!"

Luo Quan didn't know how to reply to this. Of course, she knew what kind of piece this was, but she hadn't expected the news to spread so fast; it had fermented to this point in just over ten hours.

"Sorry, I'm a bit excited." Zhou Zhou Yangwen also realized his loss of composure and said seriously: "You should apply for the copyright for this piece first, and we can talk about the rest of the contract slowly."

This reminded Luo Quan; if Zhou Zhou Yangwen hadn't reminded her, she would have forgotten the most important step.

Luo Quan quickly took a photo of the staff paper for *Canon* and sent it to Zhou Zhou Yangwen.

About fifteen minutes later, Zhou Zhou Yangwen sent a message asking Luo Quan: "There are many *Canons*; what are you planning to call this one?"

Luo Quan thought for a while and said: "Let's call it *Luo Quan's Canon*."

Classical music naming is basically like this; here, just changing the author's prefix makes it more recognizable.

Zhou Zhou Yangwen laughed: "I'm also someone who often listens to classical music. I never thought that one day, there would be a day when we Chinese could sign our names to a piece."

"Maybe there will be more in the future." Luo Quan smiled slightly.

"There definitely will be, I believe you have that ability!" Zhou Zhou Yangwen had no doubt about this.

After expressing his feelings, the topic returned to reality, and they started talking about money.

"For this piece, we'll only buy the exclusive agency rights for the Chinese region. How about the price of ten million?"

A very high price, and Luo Quan wasn't greedy, so she readily agreed.

"Zhou Zong, as usual, whether it's the licensing fee or the revenue share from the song, donate 20% to impoverished areas."

This was also a condition attached to a series of contracts Luo Quan signed after returning to China. Of course, this condition was only proposed by her, and Zhou Zhou Yangwen was just acting as an examiner here.

A 20% ratio doesn't look like much, but you have to look at the base amount.

The contracts Luo Quan signs now are basically over ten million, plus the sales revenue from so many albums, the accumulated donations have now reached a very considerable figure.

"Are these things still to be kept secret?" Zhou Zhou Yangwen pursed his lips and asked in a deep voice.

Luo Quan smiled: "What's there to talk about? It won't be too late to talk about it when we donate a 'small goal' (100 million)."

Hearing the joke Luo Quan made, Zhou Zhou Yangwen also smiled: "There really aren't many celebrities like you in the entertainment industry today."

"Zhou Zong, don't praise me. You know the conditions of my family; we don't lack money, and this income comes easily. Donating some is just for peace of mind; it's not as noble as you think."

Zhou Zhou Yangwen's tone was serious: "A gentleman judges by actions, not by intentions. If you really donate a 'small goal', you will be one of the Top Ten Touching China Figures at the end of the year!"

"Touching China? If I can touch those haters who spray me online, I'll be burning high incense." Luo Quan laughed at herself, "Alright, let's leave it at that. Just send me the contract later."

"Okay."

Although she didn't value this reputation very much, if there was really a chance to be on CCTV and receive this honor, her grandparents back in Yuzhou would probably feel proud.

Luo Quan couldn't help but daydream.

However, based on the sales of her few albums in the country, wanting to donate a 'small goal' from the share would probably take two or three years; it would be better to just pay out of her own pocket.

After smiling, she let it go.

She opened Weibo on her phone and checked the trending searches; she didn't see any news about *Canon* for the time being. Bilibili didn't have it either.

She didn't know where Zhou Zong got the news.

Coming to Some Zhihu, Luo Quan finally knew the source of the news. The number one on the Some Zhihu trending list was:

"How to evaluate the *Canon* played by Luo Quan?"

The discussion volume had already exceeded thirty million, and every time she pulled down to refresh, it was still growing rapidly by the tens of thousands.

It really is the gathering place for domestic petty bourgeoisie; the speed of accepting news in this area is truly fast.

Luo Quan flipped through the answers, and without exception, they were all praising her.

"I'm in the UK, but I didn't just get off the plane. I have lived in London for many years. I noticed the news about Luo Quan earlier when I was reading *The Times*.

It said that at a real estate tycoon's birthday party in the UK, she composed a piano piece in just a few minutes and then stunned all the guests present.

The newspaper hyped this piece to an incredibly nauseating degree, even to the point of being mentioned in the same breath as those musicians in Europe hundreds of years ago.

At first, I felt it was a bit outrageous, and subconsciously felt that it was mostly a hype campaign that this real estate tycoon spent money on for his granddaughter.

But out of curiosity, I still went to the BBC official website to search for the relevant video.

Although the image quality wasn't clear, Luo Quan's stunning beauty made up for this defect. As righteous as I am, no matter how indignant I was before, at this moment, I suddenly felt that spending money to hype up such an angelic girl wasn't a big deal, not to mention that she was his own granddaughter?

However, after I listened to the piece Luo Quan composed, I found that I had been too superficial before.

First of all, I have seen the staff paper; it is indeed classical music, a *Canon* composed in an extremely rigorous format. There is nothing to say about this.

In addition, its melody is truly too moving. Whether it's the editors of *The Times*, *The Guardian*, or *The New York Times*, they all call it one of the most beautiful pieces of music in the world, just like its creator!

This is a piece of music that you can feel the beautiful notes of without any foundation in music appreciation.

It has a magical power—sweet, gentle, yet hiding a small sorrow deep inside.

I couldn't stop after listening to it just once. Even now, when writing this answer, the speakers in the room are still playing it.

In the past, some people would always question Luo Quan's talent.

But now, I feel that Luo Quan's talent no longer needs to be proven. If you have the ability, go to foreign newspapers and see how foreigners evaluate Luo Quan."

"Although no one invited me, I came uninvited.

I was just about to write an answer, but found that the brother before me had already said everything I wanted to say.

I only have one sentence: this song is a treasure worth remembering forever.

When you and I both turn to dust, our tombstones are forgotten in some unknown corner, or moved away due to demolition, and when your children and mine repeat this fate, the last traces of us in this world will disappear in the great waves of history.

But, Luo Quan won't!

Her name and deeds will be like all the figures recorded in history books, leaving proof that she existed.

Hundreds of years later, when people mention her, it will be like us mentioning those musicians from hundreds of years ago—revered, respected. If they see photos of her when she was young, they might even be like us, unable to help but fall in love with her.

Surely someone will say, is my evaluation too exaggerated? That either means you are a stubborn stone more stupid than a cow in music, or you are jealous of her; there is no other reason.

If these people still cannot objectively look at the achievements Luo Quan has made, I will borrow a line of poetry from Du Luo Zimei to send to these people: 'Your bodies and names will both perish, but the river will flow forever!'"

Seeing this, Luo Quan felt goosebumps all over her body.

This evaluation was a bit too nauseating for her, but thinking about it carefully, it seemed that such a possibility wasn't non-existent.

However, at her current age, even if she were truly qualified to receive such an evaluation, she couldn't take it, or rather, didn't dare to take it.

There's no help for it; China can have geniuses, but not geniuses who have already crushed countless industry seniors.

They say the senior-junior culture in South Korea and Japan is extremely prevalent, a dross that destroys the physical and mental health of young people. Isn't China the same?

It's just not as extreme as those two countries, but talking about seniority is still an unavoidable thing. Luo Quan's disadvantage is that she is too young. If she were ten years older, no matter what honors she carried, she probably wouldn't have so many controversies as she does now.

Although this answer made her feel physically and mentally comfortable, Luo Quan still immediately commented with her main account: "Thank you for your recognition, but I don't dare to accept such a high evaluation right now.

I will work harder to compose music in the future, striving to make myself truly worthy of such an evaluation."

Netizens following the answer saw that it was Luo Quan commenting personally and immediately replied, first the author of this answer:

"I actually met the person herself. I think excessive modesty is actually a manifestation of arrogance. Your achievements are already very high; just accept it calmly. As for those controversies from the outside world, don't care too much."

"If you write a few more pieces like this, you won't be a singer; you should be called a contemporary Mozart."

"Music created by Chinese people can go to the world; Luo Quan has made an indelible contribution. Maybe in a few decades, she will also be a master-level figure."

"I don't even know how to praise you; it's simply the perfect combination of talent and beauty."

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Seeing netizens being so supportive, Luo Quan smiled and typed: "I have already given the domestic copyright of *Canon* to Penguin Music. It is estimated that it will be online soon. If you like it, you can buy one and listen to it, just to support the cause of Chinese classical music."

As soon as money was mentioned, the style changed immediately:

"Spending money is impossible; it's impossible to spend money in this life. Only by freeloading can I maintain my life."

"Full of congratulations on the lips, but full of freeloading in the heart."

"It's truly the reality of the human world; as soon as spending money is mentioned, the comments are immediately cut in half."

"Although I will definitely support the genuine version, freeloading is indeed happy."

"I won't freeload this time. Such a beautiful piece of music, as long as it doesn't exceed ten yuan, it's worth it!"

"So in your heart, this song is only worth ten yuan?"

"I'll pay eleven yuan!"

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Seeing this scene, Luo Quan shook her head helplessly and smiled.