Looking down from the vip room, Wu Yan instantly had a sense of how it feels to be the elite, the one at the top. (Tl: 会当凌绝顶, 一览众山小, part of a poem by du fu 《望岳》 or mountain gazing , describing how the poet felt after climbing up the mountain and feeling like the biggest bada.s.s around town after overcoming the hardship of climbing, how small the surrounding mountain ridges looked like in comparison to him standing at the top, basically how posh it feels to be at the top)