160Chapter 153: Mental Breakdownâ1
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Lin Yuan didnât immediately send the song to the company; he didnât want to seem too groundbreaking.
Thereâs no one who writes songs faster than making steakâ¦
Speaking of the last time.
Lin Yuan sending out â Jianghu Laughsâ so quickly was purely for the release rate mentioned by Gu Qiangyun, which made him a bit hasty.
In the future, he still needs to be low-key, and he canât take out his songs so quickly anymore.
The next day was Saturday.
Lin Yuan came to the company as usual.
Upon seeing Lin Yuan, the companyâs employeesâ gaze followed him, seemingly wanting to see something from his expression, but unfortunately, the result disappointed everyone.
This man had no expression at all.
Upon entering the office, Lin Yuan turned on his computer.
His job was to compose songs, but âLike Youâ had already been completed. Lin
Yuan was too lazy to pose, so using the working hours to write codes was more appropriate.
Donât forget that âZhu Xianâ is still in serialization.
The serialization of this novel will not stop because Lin Yuan comes to Qi Continent to study. He just needs to send the manuscript to the editor of Silver
Blue Books on time.
Howeverâ¦
While coding today, Lin Yuan always felt guilty.
Not because he feels guilty about writing a novel during working hours, but because he felt guilty about the plot of the next volume of âZhu Xianâ.
Because in the plot of the next volume, Biyao will die.
Lin Yuan is very clear about the readersâ feelings towards Biyao, so killing Biyao will inevitably trigger a reader riot.
Even.
Even some readers who didnât have much feeling for Biyao, that is, the so- called Xue Qi Party, might also switch sides when they see Biyao die.
Not to mention.
Because the scene of Biyaoâs death is too shocking, she sacrificed herself under the immortal Slayer Sword to save Zhang Xiaofan. Prior to this, Zhang Xiaofan had never explicitly expressed his feelings for Biyao.
But thatâs just how the plot goes.
Thereâs nothing Lin Yuan can do.
He can only behave as if he is a merciless coding machine, furiously typing the plot.
âMr. Lin.â
Someone was knocking on the door.
Lin Yuan stopped coding: âCome in.â
The first to enter was Gu Dong, followed by three unfamiliar men.
Lin Yuan asked, âWhatâs up?â
âYou already started working?â
Gu Dong was surprised to see Lin Yuanâs computer in front of him, then explained, âThunderbolt Entertainment ordered a song in Qj language. As a Qin person, Mr. Lin may not understand Qi language, so they sent three experienced songwriters to help with the lyrics of your work.â
âHello.â
After Gu Dong finished the introduction, the three songwriters behind her smiled and nodded at Lin Yuan.
The man in the lead said, âMy name is Huang Da. We will be staying at your company for a while. We can exchange ideas at any time.â
Lin Yuan said, âI know Qi language.â
He doesnât need help from Qi language songwriters.
The few songwriters were stunned upon hearing this. Itâs rare for a Qin person to speak Qi language.
Huang Da directly communicated with Lin Yuan in Qi language, jabbering several sentences, obviously trying to test Lin Yuan.
Lin Yuan reacted for a while, and probably understood the otherâs meaning.
He hesitated for a moment, then stammered, âHelloâ¦â
After Lin Yuan spoke a few sentences in Qi language.
The expressions on the faces of Huang Da and the others were a bit blank.
You say he doesnât understand it, but he barely spoke a little.
You say he understands it, but based on his shallow understanding of Qi language, what can he write!
âUhâ¦â
Gu Dong awkwardly touched her forehead and laughed bitterly at Huang Da, âLet Mr. Lin write first, and if thereâs anything he doesnât understand about the lyrics after the melody has been completed, you can help to rectify it.
âHmph.â
Huang Da didnât say a word, turned around and left.
The remaining two songwriters also followed and left. One of them thought for a while and said, âCome find us after youâve finished the song.â
âOkay, okay.â
Gu Dong sent the three back.
After a while, Gu Dong came back and looked helplessly at Lin Yuan, âMr. Lin, I understand that in Qin Continent, you compose your own music and write your own lyrics, but the song lyrics in Qi language have a lot of knowledge involved. As a non-Qi Continent person, itâs really hard to write lyrics that satisfy
Thunderbolt.â
Lin Yuan didnât speak.
Itâs not that he likes to pretend, but he has to say he knows Qi language, otherwise he canât explain where the lyrics of âLike Youâ came from.
Are there no lyrics?
Let the other party rewrite the lyrics?
That would betray Lin Yuanâs original intent. He clearly has a good melody and lyrics.
âLetâs not talk about this first.â
Gu Dong sighed, âRight now, the lyrics are not the most important. The most important thing is still the melody. Does Mr. Lin have any idea now?â
Lin Yuan nodded.
Gu Dong was a little surprised upon hearing this, âNo wonder you were working early in the morning. Have you already started composing formally?
Can Iâ¦?â
Gu Dong suddenly paused.
Because she accidentally caught a glimpse of Lin Yuanâs notebook.
What Lin Yuan had opened at the moment was not any composing software, but a document.
Written on the document: [Zhang Xiaofan laughed sorrowfully at the sky, his voice filled with agony and despair: âWhat is the right path? What is justice? You have always deceived me. I have struggled all my life, even if I die, I keep the secret for him, but what am Iâ¦]â
What the hell is Zhang Xiaofan?
Is Mr. Lin reading a novel?
When Gu Dong saw this document, she subconsciously thought Lin Yuan was reading a novel, so she didnât think about him writing a novel.
However, whether itâs reading a novel or writing a novel, both are not right!
Has he gone mad?
Gu Dong was about to cry.
Whatâs happening right now?
Thereâs only one month left. Instead of working hard to write songs, Lin Yuan is doing some irrelevant stuff during working hours?
Gu Dong almost collapsed on the spot.
She didnât dare to yell at Lin Yuan, so she could only say grievously, âMr.
Lin.. â
Lin Yuan looked up, âIs there tea?â
Gu Dong opened her mouth, swallowing all the words she was about to say.
She silently turned around, went to the CEOâs office next door to get some tea leaves, and made a cup of tea for Lin Yuan.
âThank you.â Lin Yuan said.
Gu Dong numbly nodded, and once again went to the CEOâs office.
âWhatâs wrong?â
Gu Qiangyun was surprised to see Gu Dong.
Gu Dong grimaced, âPrepare the penalty for breach of contract.â
Gu Qiangyun was shocked and stood up abruptly, âIsnât there another month left? Did Mr. Lin say he couldnât write it? What should we doâ¦
âMr. Lin has already given up.â
Gu Dong had no more energy left to panic, âHe not only drove away the lyricists sent by Thunderbolt but also started reading novels in the office.â
âMaybe heâs looking for inspiration?â
Gu Qiangyun tried to keep calm, âEvery songwriter has their own way of finding inspiration, and maybe reading novels is Mr. Linâs way.â
âMaybe.â
Gu Dong tried to pull out a smile.
Meanwhile, in the office next door, Lin Yuan took a sip of tea, and suddenly realized that the difference between tea leaves really did exist.
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