Lin Yuan’s new song clinching the January championship track not only caught the attention of the outside world but also stirred quite a reaction within the composition department of Starlight Entertainment.

It’s not that this achievement is extraordinarily impressive. Lin Yuan’s results are indeed excellent, but the aces on the tenth floor of the composition department have all achieved seasonal championship tracks before. Even many non-aces have reached such heights, so this isn’t the most brag-worthy aspect.

What truly deserves praise is Lin Yuan’s three consecutive victories!

Most gold medal composers take a year or more to produce a good song, and their quality inevitably fluctuates. Yet, Lin Yuan has released three excellent songs in just three months, each achieving remarkable success—something unimaginable for the average composer.

Take Wu Yong, for example. In his ten years of employment, he only won a seasonal championship once, and that season, no top-tier singers participated. In comparison, Wu Yong sadly realized that Lin Yuan’s achievements in three months nearly equaled his two to three decades of hard work.

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Old Zhou had been keeping an eye on the December rankings of “Big Fish.” Lin Yuan himself was unaware that on the last day of December, “Big Fish” had already climbed to the tenth spot of the season. Entering mid-month and still managing to squeeze into the top ten in such a competitive group in December—its performance was nothing short of stunning!

But before Old Zhou could recover from the previous song, Lin Yuan had already topped this month’s championship track with “Flammable and Explosive,” and he did it by taking down two top-tier artists—an extremely ruthless method.

“Am I not paying enough attention to him?” For a moment, Old Zhou felt he couldn’t keep up with Lin Yuan’s pace. He needed to be more involved in the growth of newcomers!

Thus, he quietly appeared on the tenth floor of the composition department. As soon as he entered, Old Zhou saw Lin Yuan engrossed in his computer from afar.

“Indeed, no one’s success is by chance.”

Old Zhou stopped the greetings from those around him and walked towards Lin Yuan with satisfaction. But as he got closer, Old Zhou realized that Lin Yuan wasn’t working hard; the kid was just watching something on his computer.

“……”

With many eyes watching, Old Zhou couldn’t show too much favoritism. He couldn’t help but cough to remind him, “Lin Yuan, you’re still at work. What are you doing?”

“Seeking inspiration,” Lin Yuan replied without missing a beat.

Old Zhou: “……” It’s starting! He’s starting!

In the composition department, there’s a prevalent trend. Whether caught playing games at work, watching movies, or doing anything else, these composers would always justify it as “seeking inspiration.”

Just like how Master Composers are often absent from work, always claiming to be “gathering material” outside. Seeking inspiration is the go-to excuse for dealing with supervisors.

So Old Zhou often felt that these composers were constantly rubbing his intelligence in the dirt. Watching movies for inspiration is one thing, but battling in Summoner’s Rift or engaging in intense gunfights in games also counts as seeking inspiration? And the most outrageous—chatting with a girlfriend about going to a hotel at night is also seeking inspiration?

Alright then. Now watching at work is also seeking inspiration. How long has Lin Yuan been employed, and he’s already so adept at this? It must be the fault of his colleagues! If it weren’t for them frequently using this trick, how would Lin Yuan have learned so quickly?

Thus, Old Zhou glared fiercely at those around him. The colleagues immediately looked innocent—Lin Yuan clearly learned on his own! What does it have to do with us? Since he joined, no one has done this!

Moreover, even if we use this excuse, we’d mostly feel guilty. How many can be as confident as Lin Yuan? But no one dared to confront Old Zhou, so they reluctantly took the blame.

Old Zhou turned back to Lin Yuan, regaining his smile, “Did you find your inspiration?”

He was more affectionate towards Lin Yuan than his own child, reluctant to scold or reprimand him. Besides, Lin Yuan watching might indeed be for inspiration.

Lin Yuan shook his head. He only had one song left and didn’t plan to release it just yet. At work today, colleagues were discussing his three consecutive victories, indicating that he had been too outstanding lately and needed to tone it down a bit.

“No worries, take your time.”

Old Zhou wasn’t surprised that Lin Yuan didn’t have a new song ready. After all, it’s been three consecutive songs. Even a Master Composer couldn’t withstand such pressure, let alone a newcomer like Lin Yuan.

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After Old Zhou left, Lin Yuan continued browsing the site. In reality, Lin Yuan wasn’t just watching; he was submitting to Supernova. This morning, Supernova officially opened its submission channel.

At work, with nothing else to do, why not develop a side business? Following the procedure, Lin Yuan submitted “Prince of Tennis” to the official email of Silver Blue Library.

After submitting, Lin Yuan suddenly had a question: “System, the ‘Prince of Tennis’ contains a lot of professional tennis knowledge. Is it just fooling the readers?”

“No.”

The system responded in Lin Yuan’s mind, “The original anime of ‘Prince of Tennis’ indeed contains a lot of exaggerated tennis knowledge, and to make the scenes look cool, it became quite unrealistic in the later stages. After all, the original author wasn’t a professional national team tennis player. However, the system is very rigorous, so the adapted version is also very rigorous. The tennis knowledge depicted is extremely professional, and although many moves seem miraculous, they are theoretically achievable by real tennis players.”

“Got it.”

Lin Yuan was mainly worried that the scenes depicted would be too fake and questioned by those knowledgeable about tennis, affecting his literary reputation point collection. With the system’s assurance, he no longer had to worry about this issue.

At this moment, the system suddenly said, “Friendly reminder to the host, future works will be placed in the host’s mind, and the host will have to write them out. Getting something for nothing is not a good habit.”

“My typing speed is quite slow.”

“The system will enhance the host’s typing speed.”

Lin Yuan frowned slightly but didn’t resist too much. After all, he is an author and can’t always rely on telepathy to write books. However, this would mean sacrificing his work time.

Don’t ask why he writes during work hours; if asked, it’s for inspiration.

At this point, the morning work ended, and Lin Yuan headed to the cafeteria for lunch. Today, the company issued salaries, so Lin Yuan no longer had to worry about meals. He also planned to contact his sister in the evening.

Lin Yuan hadn’t forgotten his promise to buy his sister a new phone. Additionally, he could send some money to her. The remaining money, he would keep some for himself and send the rest home. There was still quite a bit of debt at home.

This month, Lin Yuan earned quite a bit, including the commission from “Big Fish,” which had already been credited. Compared to last month, it was a bountiful harvest.