Would you collaborate on a piece?
Not to make money, but to make music-loving fans stop arguing?
That premise seemed pretty good.
Lin Tian thought about it.
However, resolving the conflict between online users was no easy task.
Lin Tian knew very well that even if Moonlight and Cat and Mao Wei'ang personally stepped forward to call for peace, it probably would not have much effect.
The two opposing groups might no longer be fighting over the issue itself.
It was like—
The factions of savory tofu pudding and sweet tofu pudding going to war.
You ran into the middle and shouted, "Stop arguing! You all like tofu pudding, so why are you fighting?"
There was a good chance they would think you were an idiot.
You were not even the inventor of tofu pudding. At most, you were just a chef who made delicious savory tofu pudding.
Who did you think you were?
"Teacher Mao Zi, I can agree with your viewpoint, but I don't think our collaboration can change anything," Lin Tian said bluntly.
"If it's you and Teacher Lin Tian, I believe you can."
Mao Wei'ang spoke decisively.
Lin Tian looked at him.
Mao Wei'ang took a deep breath, as though he had made some sort of decision.
His gaze gradually drifted toward the window.
"I've always heard about your story."
Mao Wei'ang looked sincere. "Actually, I envy you. I really do."
"You envy us?"
Lin Tian did not understand what Mao Wei'ang had to envy.
Gan Yan Yu and he were just two classical music nerds, constantly doing things that neither pleased others nor earned appreciation, serving only their own satisfaction. They were targeted in competitions, and they did not make much money either.
In comparison,
Mao Wei'ang was a prominent producer in the entertainment industry.