"Music springs from the heart, and melodies move with emotion. Heaven and earth contain all things; pessimists see autumn and winter, while optimists see spring and summer. That is all," Teacher Qin said heavily.
He could not allow anyone to spread such pessimistic views.
He still wanted to get by comfortably, and he needed an optimistic, positive environment.
If everyone became pessimistic, who could he count on?
Shen Yeyu fell silent.
Wenren Sheng smoothed things over. "All right, Teachers, let's continue discussing the basics. In any case, Miss Shen, please rest assured. The sky will not fall, the earth will not cave in, and music will still play as usual."
Shen Yeyu forced a smile, then asked doubtfully, "Can every Otherworldly User be as optimistic as Mr. Wenren?"
"Uh, most people are optimistic," Wenren Sheng said with certainty.
"That is because you all have a way out, while we have nowhere to retreat..." Shen Yeyu shook her head.
"Little Shen, what are you saying? Would we abandon you? I think your path of music has already gone astray and needs proper correction." Teacher Qin was already quite displeased, and he voiced that displeasure directly.
Shen Yeyu did not argue, but inwardly, she strongly disagreed.
Because she felt she was not wrong. Through music, she had contemplated heaven and earth, and what she had sensed was destruction and despair. This world had already lost hope.
These Otherworldly Users still had the leisure to listen to music, drink tea, and chat only because they were like the strong in troubled times. They could flee to safe places, and at worst, still sell themselves for a good price.
But weak women like her could only suffer the cruelest fate.
A heartbroken wanderer at the ends of the earth—that was the fate awaiting her.