It's enough that my loved ones are still here and the bright moon still shines!

Although it wasn't the first time Gong Jing had heard this Mid-Autumn Festival poem read aloud, she still couldn't hide her delight.

After a while, her expression was complicated, and her gaze toward Li Donglai revealed a hint of dissatisfaction.

She didn't say it outright, but Li Donglai was a man of great stature; how could he not see what Gong Jing was thinking?

The problem is, he's innocent too!

Li Donglai hesitated, then thought for a moment and decided to hold back.

He was actually full of questions, and even wanted to curse and vent his frustrations.

Lin Rui, that kid, is so unfair!

That yearning to escape the hustle and bustle of the world and to reach higher places!

Soaring through the air, overlooking the myriad aspects of the world!

That deep affection for all things in nature!

That bewilderment in the face of the ever-changing world, the alternation of sunshine and rain, and the uncertainty of life!

And that sincere blessing to the world!

Damn it!

I told you it was just a recitation, not an acting performance, and you still went and started acting?!

besides!

Where did you learn your emotional acting skills?

I swear to God!

This has absolutely nothing to do with me!

If he didn't know what kind of person Lin Rui was, he would have believed it too. This kid wasn't acting; he was just being himself!

Good heavens!

You've completely fooled everyone in this area!

Li Donglai was exhausted, realizing that even his own wife had almost believed it.

Just then.

A series of rattling sounds came from mid-air.

More than a dozen helicopters approached from afar, as if they had rehearsed countless times. Long strips were hung from their fuselages, and they came together to form a giant vertical cloth.

At the same time, a white light appeared on the ground and was projected onto the giant cloth.

The giant cloth revealed a static painting outlined in ink wash.

Shen Jun was taken aback. She was very familiar with this painting; Li Donglai had asked her to paint it yesterday, and there was more than one.

On the screen, there was a figure with their back to the camera, raising a glass and gazing at the stars and moon.

On the side.

One by one, regular script characters appeared: When will the moon be bright...

…

Lin Rui did not return to the hotel, but instead slipped away to the Ziyun Painted Boat and rested in a private room on the boat.

At this moment, his expression became extremely strange!

Literary prestige has erupted in an unprecedented upheaval!

That's right, it was a riot!

Suddenly, without warning, a system notification sounded in my mind.

bite!

[Congratulations, host, on achieving the milestone of 100 million literary reputation points]

bite!

[Congratulations, host, you have gained 3 points to boost your four-dimensional attributes]

bite!

[Literary reputation reverses its disadvantage against artistic reputation, triggering a hidden reward.]

bite!

[Congratulations, host, you have obtained the passive aura: Five Constant Virtues]

They've overtaken them!

Lin Rui was incredulous!

It should be noted that his artistic reputation has already surpassed the 200 million mark.

Doesn't that mean...?

Tonight alone, he earned over 100 million yuan in literary fame with just one poem, "Prelude to Water Melody"!

I haven't paid attention to reputation points for the time being.

At this moment, Lin Rui began to study the passive aura.

The Five Constants!

Benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, and trustworthiness!

Unfortunately, passive auras can only affect the user.

Moreover, the system provides very little explanation for the five constant halos.

For now, all I can understand is that the aura can give a work its charm.

work?

Lin Rui was intrigued; this passive aura ignited a strong desire in him to explore it.

Walk to the table.

There are quite a few sheets of Xuan paper displayed here.

Li Donglai usually spent his time here, using it as a temporary study.

Lin Rui picked up a calligraphy brush, dipped it in ink, and looked thoughtful.

What should I write?

After a while, he had an idea.

The Halo of Wisdom!

Understand the principles and reason!

Wise people are free from confusion, can clearly distinguish right from wrong, and know good from evil!

The ability to distinguish right from wrong is the beginning of wisdom!

Lin Rui picked up his brush and left a line of blue ink on the Xuan paper.

"To establish a moral compass for heaven and earth."