Chapter 34: Seeking Inspiration

Lin Yuan's new song winning the title of the top track for the month not only garnered attention from the outside world but also stirred quite a commotion within the Starlight Composition Department.

It's not that this achievement was extraordinary.

Indeed, Lin Yuan's performance was commendable, but most of the ace composers on the tenth floor had achieved the accolade of producing a season-champion track.

In fact, quite a few non-ace composers had accomplished this as well, so it wasn't the most brag-worthy achievement.

What truly deserved recognition!

Was Lin Yuan's three victories in three attempts!

Most ace composers typically took one to one and a half years to produce a great song, and their quality could fluctuate. However, within three months, Lin Yuan had consecutively produced three outstanding songs, and each of them achieved exceptionally high scores—

This was unimaginable for the average composer.

Take, for instance, Wu Yong. He had worked for approximately a decade and had only won the seasonal championship once, and that season had no top-tier singers participating.

In this comparison, Wu Yong sadly realized that Lin Yuan's achievements since joining the company three months ago nearly equaled his two to three decades of hard work.

...

Old Zhou had been closely following the December chart for "Big Fish."

Lin Yuan himself was unaware that on the last day of December, "Big Fish" had already climbed to the tenth place for the season.

Entering mid-month and still making it into the top ten in December's death group!

The performance of "Big Fish" was nothing short of astonishing!

But before Old Zhou could even come to his senses from the previous song, Lin Yuan had already used "Flammable and Explosive" to claim the top track for the month.

And he did it by ruthlessly surpassing two top-tier artists—

The approach was exceptionally ruthless.

Was it that I haven't been caring enough about him? For a moment, Lao Zhou felt that he was struggling to keep up with Lin Yuan's pace.

I should become more involved in the growth of this newcomer!

With that thought in mind, he quietly appeared at the tenth-floor Composition Department.

As soon as he entered, Old Zhou saw Lin Yuan diligently working on his computer.

"Indeed, no one's success is merely a stroke of luck."

Old Zhou halted the greetings of those around him and approached Lin Yuan with contentment.

However, as he got closer to Lin Yuan, Old Zhou realized that Lin Yuan wasn't putting in any effort at all; the young man was engrossed in reading novels on his computer.

"..."

With many pairs of eyes watching, Old Zhou couldn't show too much favoritism. He couldn't help but cough to remind Lin Yuan, "Lin Yuan, you're still at work. What are you doing?"

"Seeking inspiration."

Lin Yuan replied as soon as he opened his mouth.

Old Zhou: "..." Here it goes again! He's at it again!

In the composing department, there was a prevailing trend.

Whether it was getting caught playing games during work hours, watching movies while on the clock, or running personal errands and getting caught red-handed, these composers always had a ready explanation:

"Seeking inspiration."

It was as if these composers never really worked. Their perennial excuse was always "gathering material outside."

Seeking inspiration was the ultimate way these composers dealt with their superiors.

So Old Zhou often felt that this group of composers was constantly rubbing their intelligence into the ground.

You say you're seeking inspiration by watching movies. Fine.

Fighting intense battles in Summoner's Rift is considered seeking inspiration?

What about getting a hotel room with your girlfriend? Is that seeking inspiration too?

Really.

Now, reading novels at work is also considered a means of seeking inspiration.

Lin Yuan had only been with the company for a short while, and he was already so proficient—how could it not be his colleagues' fault?

So, Old Zhou glared at his colleagues with a stern look.

His colleagues immediately looked innocent.

Lin Yuan clearly taught himself! What does it have to do with us? Since he joined, no one has ever done this in front of him!

Moreover.

Even if we were to use this tactic, most of us would feel guilty. How many of us can be as confident as Lin Yuan?

However, no one dared to argue with Old Zhou, so they reluctantly shouldered the blame.

Old Zhou looked back at Lin Yuan and regained his smile, "Have you found your inspiration?"

He cherished Lin Yuan even more than his own child now and couldn't bear to scold or criticize him. Besides, Lin Yuan might actually be seeking inspiration through reading novels at work.

Lin Yuan shook his head.

He only had one song left.

He didn't plan to release it now.

Today at work, his colleagues were all discussing their triumphant three victories out of three games. This indicated that he had been performing exceptionally well lately, so he needed to cool it for a while.

"It's alright, take your time."

Lin Yuan not having a new song didn't surprise Old Zhou.

Three songs in a row—even a juicer like Music Dad couldn't handle this much pressure. And Lin Yuan was still a newcomer.

...

After Old Zhou left, Lin Yuan continued browsing the novel website.

"In reality, Lin Yuan wasn't reading a novel; he was just submitting a manuscript to 'Super Rookie.' This morning, 'Super Rookie' officially opened its submission channel.

It's just another day at work.

With some spare time on his hands, why not explore a side hustle?

Following the procedure, Lin Yuan sent the system-prepared 'The Prince of Tennis' to the official email of the Silver Blue Library.

Submission done.

Lin Yuan suddenly had a question, 'System, the extensive professional tennis knowledge in 'The Prince of Tennis,' is it just to deceive the readers?'

[No,] the system replied in Lin Yuan's mind, [The tennis knowledge in 'The Prince of Tennis,' the original manga, does tend to be more sensationalized, and to make the scenes look cool, it has drifted far from reality. After all, the original author wasn't a professional national team tennis player. But the system is very rigorous, so the novels adapted by the system are also very precise. The tennis knowledge described in the novel is extremely professional, although there are many moves that seem miraculous, they are all actions that real-life tennis players can theoretically perform.]

'Understood.'

Lin Yuan's primary concern was that the scenes depicted in the book might seem fake and be questioned by those who knew tennis. This could affect his collection of literary reputation points. With the system's assurance, he didn't need to worry about this issue.

At this moment, the system suddenly said, [Friendly reminder, Host, from now on, the novels will be placed in the Host's mind, and the Host must write them out yourself. Getting something for nothing is not a good habit.]

'My typing speed is relatively slow.'

[The system will improve the Host's typing speed.]

Lin Yuan furrowed his brow but didn't resist too much. After all, he was a writer, and he couldn't rely on thoughts alone to write a book.

However, this would mean sacrificing his work time.

Don't ask why he's writing a novel while at work; it's for inspiration.

At this point, the morning's work had ended, and Lin Yuan went to the cafeteria for lunch.

Today, the company had paid its salaries, so Lin Yuan no longer had to worry about his meals.

He also planned to contact his sister in the evening.

Lin Yuan hadn't forgotten what he promised. He had to buy his sister a new phone and send some money to her.

He would save the rest and send some to his family.

There were still many debts to repay at home.

This month, Lin Yuan made quite a bit of money, including the commission for 'Big Fish,' which had already been credited. Compared to last month, it was truly a bountiful harvest."