The potential of the song “Life Like Summer Flowers” exceeded the expectations of many in the industry. In the following days, the download numbers for the song steadily increased, leaving Sand Sea Entertainment with no hope of a comeback—Starlight Entertainment had completely locked in its success. However, because the Newcomer Chart had lost its suspense, the internal discussions about Xian Yu at Starlight gradually subsided.

Lin Yuan didn’t care about these things. During this period, his favorite activity was watching his reputation grow. As the downloads for “Life Like Summer Flowers” increased, his reputation had now risen to fifteen thousand! However, he knew there was still a long way to go to reach the system’s requirement of a million reputation points. Lin Yuan understood that the reputation gained from “Life Like Summer Flowers” would eventually saturate, and he needed to find the right opportunity to release new work to continue boosting his reputation.

On the 21st, another weekend arrived. When Lin Yuan returned to work at the Composition Department, his colleagues were finally able to treat him with a semblance of normalcy. The department supervisor, Old Zhou, even assigned a more experienced colleague to guide Lin Yuan. This colleague, perhaps considered experienced mainly because of his thinning hair, looked like a veteran in the industry and seemed reliable. His name was Wu Yong.

Wu Yong had some decent works under his name. Although his achievements couldn’t compare to “Life Like Summer Flowers,” he was prolific enough, and his work consistently met the company’s standards. In fact, seventy percent of the composers at Starlight were like Wu Yong.

“Lin Yuan,” Wu Yong greeted after being assigned to help Lin Yuan. “We’re all colleagues here. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me. You can call me Old Wu or Brother Yong.”

“Brother Yong, please guide me,” Lin Yuan replied, recognizing the emphasis Wu Yong placed on “Brother Yong” and fulfilling his small wish. In the workplace on Blue Star, seniority and respect were important. Of course, if the gap in ability was too large, a lack of manners might just be seen as personality, which was the same everywhere.

“Of course, of course!” Wu Yong’s attitude became noticeably warmer upon hearing Lin Yuan’s address. With the success of “Life Like Summer Flowers,” Lin Yuan, who was just a sophomore, was already considered a young and famous composer. However, many young prodigies had the flaw of being arrogant. Wu Yong had initially worried Lin Yuan might be the same, but it seemed Lin Yuan was not arrogant, just a bit reserved and introverted.

“By the way, you haven’t joined the group yet, have you?” Wu Yong asked with a smile. “Give me your contact number, and I’ll add you and bring you into the group. All the composers at Starlight are in this group. The company’s higher-ups can’t get in, and the atmosphere is great. People chat casually, and sometimes a Master Composer might pop in. If you can get guidance from a Master Composer, it’s a huge gain.”

The term “Master Composer” was broad. To Sun Yaohuo, Lin Yuan was a Master Composer. When faced with an excellent song, listeners liked to call the composer a “Master Composer,” but it was really just a compliment. In the entire composition field, Lin Yuan’s current achievements were far from reaching the level of a “Master Composer.” True Master Composers were revered by the entire industry, and even at Starlight Entertainment, there were only a few.

Wu Yong added Lin Yuan’s contact and brought him into a group chat named “Starlight Composers.” The system notification read: “Lin Yuan has joined the group chat.” The number of people in the group far exceeded Lin Yuan’s expectations; including him, there were 953 members!

Seeing Lin Yuan’s confusion, Wu Yong explained with a smile, “These thousand people are all company composers. The Starlight building has fifty floors, and from the tenth to the twentieth floor, it’s all our Composition Department’s territory. What you’re seeing is just the tip of the iceberg. I’ll show you around when you have time.”

“Okay,” Lin Yuan nodded, realizing he had been too presumptive, using his Earth experience to judge. This wasn’t Earth. Qinzhou was one of the eight major continents on Blue Star, known as the land of music, and Starlight was one of the top three entertainment companies in this musical land. It would be strange if the Composition Department didn’t have over a thousand composers, especially since composing wasn’t just about writing songs; it encompassed many categories.

“Why isn’t anyone talking?” Wu Yong noticed that after Lin Yuan joined the group, only a few people sent “Welcome, newcomer” messages, which made him a bit embarrassed. He had just praised the group’s atmosphere, yet there were hardly any welcomes for the newcomer. Thinking for a moment, Wu Yong suggested, “Change your note to Xian Yu.”

Lin Yuan did as suggested. As soon as he changed his note, the group chat suddenly became lively, as if the previous silence had never existed—

“Is it really Xian Yu?”

“The one who composed ‘Life Like Summer Flowers’?”

“Welcome, newcomer, welcome, welcome!”

“Oh wow! Welcome, Xian Yu, to the group!”

“Ah, it’s Xian Yu, welcome!”

“Welcome, welcome, a warm welcome!”

To show friendliness, someone even sent a large red envelope with “Welcome Xian Yu” written on it, worth two hundred bucks!

“A bunch of opportunistic people,” Wu Yong cursed inwardly, then cleared his throat and said, “See, I wasn’t wrong. The atmosphere in this group… is indeed good.”

Lin Yuan nodded. He thought so too. At this moment, someone named [Zheng Jing] in the group suddenly tagged Lin Yuan’s ID and said, “Xian Yu, I listened to ‘Life Like Summer Flowers,’ it’s very good.”

“Master Composer, Master Composer!”

“Wow, hello, Sister Jing!”

“Little Li welcomes Sister Jing’s presence!”

“Seeing a Master Composer pop up today, I’m so lucky, Sister Jing is awesome!”

“Front row to admire Sister Jing’s style!”

“Sister Jing actually popped up!”

“I’m here to soak up Sister Jing’s aura!”

With Zheng Jing’s appearance, the group’s atmosphere couldn’t just be described as lively; it was downright boiling!

“Damn!” Even Wu Yong couldn’t help but curse, his hands trembling with excitement. “Hello, Sister Jing, long live the Master Composer!”

Lin Yuan’s heart stirred. In the original owner’s memory, there was indeed someone named Zheng Jing, a true Master Composer, ranking among the top composers in Starlight and even all of Qinzhou. Not only men were called Master Composers; top female composers were also given this title, perhaps because “Master Mom” didn’t sound as nice. Zheng Jing had written songs that the original owner could even sing.

So Lin Yuan asked Wu Yong, “Is Zheng Jing the composer of ‘Red’?”

“It’s her, it’s her!” Wu Yong was excited and thrilled, his face flushed. “‘Red’ is just one of her representative works, along with ‘Blue’ and ‘White’! Five years ago, Zheng Jing’s color trilogy directly made a singer a superstar. Before singing Sister Jing’s songs, that singer was almost reduced to performing in bars! So Sister Jing is considered a legendary Master Composer in our industry. This is the first time I’ve seen her pop up! You actually got her praise; there must be many people in the group who are envious to tears right now!”

“It really is her,” Lin Yuan nodded and tagged Zheng Jing, replying, “Thank you, your works are also good.”

“……”

The group chat fell silent instantly. Wu Yong’s excitement froze on his face, his expression almost twisted. He stared at Lin Yuan in disbelief—

“Your works are also good?”

Is this… a compliment?

It is a compliment… right?

But why… does it feel off… where exactly is it off…

Ahhhhh!

It’s definitely off!

This is Zheng Jing!

A true Master Composer!

When a Master Composer in the industry praises you, how can you casually say, “Your works are also good”?

Master Composer above!

Shouldn’t you be like us, worshipping Sister Jing with reverence and awe?

What are you saying?

Are you even speaking human language?

Wu Yong was speechless, but internally he was roaring. He could swear that everyone else in the group felt the same way!

He had thought Lin Yuan wasn’t the kind of young genius who was arrogant.

How is this not arrogant?

This is clearly an arrogance that has reached an extreme, a level of “silent and subtle” arrogance, almost returning to simplicity!

However, although the group quieted down, Zheng Jing didn’t seem to find anything wrong. She tagged Lin Yuan again and said, “Looking forward to your new song.”

Lin Yuan replied, “Okay.”

At this moment, the group became even more silent.

Wu Yong didn’t even know how to describe Lin Yuan anymore.

You say he’s impolite, but his expression while typing was serious, showing respect for a senior figure.

This couldn’t be faked, even through a screen, only someone beside him could see it.

But you say he’s polite…

Look at the words he typed, what kind of audacious words are these!?

Do you know who you’re talking to?

Scratching his head until he pulled out several strands of his already sparse hair, Wu Yong finally understood the root of the problem.

The conversation between Lin Yuan and Zheng Jing seemed like an exchange between Master Composers.

Lin Yuan’s tone was so calm, as if he was also a Master Composer on par with Zheng Jing!

But the problem is…

Compared to Zheng Jing, you’re still far from that level!

What’s even more baffling is that Zheng Jing didn’t get angry.

It seemed that in her eyes, Lin Yuan’s way of speaking… was perfectly fine?