"Then the problem is much simpler." Lin Qianxing breathed a sigh of relief.

"What do you mean, senior?" Duji asked.

"I'll teach you innovative skills." Lin Qianxing said.

Duji seemed a little doubtful.

There was still something he had not said in his mind before, that is, innovation is much more difficult than mastery, so this was almost an issue that he did not consider.

But it seems that this senior is very confident in this?

"How should I call senior?" Duji asked.

"Just call me Bi Lao." Lin Qianxing seemed to have thought of something, so he said.

When the next day came, Lin Qianxing decided to start guiding Du Ji to innovate.

He thought, after all, he has experienced so many worlds. As long as he brings out things that are in other worlds but not in this world and let Duji copy them, doesn't it count as innovation?

However, many of the things he mentioned either already existed in this world, or Du Ji couldn't come up with them himself, so Lin Qianxing was immediately embarrassed.

A typical example of high-mindedness and low-end intentions, he now always feels that he is a bit incompetent as an old man.

"How about I tell you something like an article, poetry or music score for you to copy and try?" Lin Qianxing said.

"Senior, whether it is articles, poems, or music scores, although they can be considered innovations, if these things are not excellent enough, they cannot be regarded as the accumulation of much wisdom at all. They are just a waste of time." Du Ji said.

"I haven't said anything yet, how can you conclude that you are not good enough?" Lin Qianxing said unconvinced: "Listen carefully, I will tell you next, and you will write."

To be honest, Lin Qianxing would not be willing to be a copywriter unless it was absolutely impossible.

Plagiarizing other people's wisdom always makes him feel miserable when doing it.

This is especially true when it comes to artistic creation.

Now he can only comfort himself, how can the matter of scholars be called stealing?
Chapter completed!