All-rounder Artist

18 Chapter 17: Can You Still Call Yourself Young if You’re Not Spirited?_1

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Over the next few days, Lin Yuan had a full schedule with no time to return to the music room.

Even during his occasional rest time, he would spend it with Jian Yi Xia Fan.

By the end of the month.

Lin Yuan returned to the company.

Instead of focusing within the composition department, he spent a day and a half in the recording studio, finally finishing the recording of “Big Fish”.

Once again.

He took on the tasks of songwriting, composition, and arrangement.

The piano elements in the arrangement were also all completed by him.

Though a female student at his college had critiqued his piano skills as “poor”, his proficiency was no lesser than the company-assigned pianist’s, so Lin Yuan decided to play it himself to have more involvement.

After recording the song,

he sent his work to department supervisor Ol’ Zhou’s company email, specifically adding a note:

“Impression piece.”

Impression pieces are songs generally reflecting the original world view or emotions. “Big Fish”, with lyrics and a style that fit well with the animation atmosphere, could be considered a typical impression piece.

After sending the song.

Lin Yuan went to the company cafeteria for lunch since his morning work was done. Compared to the university, the company cafeteria was much cheaper and tasted better.

Meanwhile.

In the supervisor’s office,

Ol’ Zhou was also about to go to the cafeteria for lunch when he suddenly received Lin Yuan’s e-mail, causing him to pause momentarily.

“An Impression piece from Lin Yuan?”

Lin Yuan was the first from the tenth floor to submit an assignment!

However, Ol’ Zhou, as the department head, wasn’t pleased by this. Instead, he was deeply troubled.

His already sinking mood due to the potential failure of the “Dragon Fish Dance” project worsened. He was even tempted to call Lin Yuan in and give him a thorough criticism.

But considering that Lin Yuan was a newcomer he himself had brought into the composition department, with less resilience than the older staff, he ultimately held back.

Nevertheless, Ol’ Zhou was inevitably disappointed.

Only two weeks had passed since he presented “Dragon Fish Dance” to the entire tenth-floor composition department. Just over a handful of days!

For any composer…

What good song could possibly be produced in such a short time?

This was the drawback of becoming famous at a young age.

Youthful vigor!

He’ll suffer for it in the future.

Even Lin Yuan could not avoid this pitfall.

The success of being on the Newcomer Chart had instilled arrogance and smugness in him.

Yet Ol’ Zhou had not expected Lin Yuan’s inflated ego to go so far as to submit a piece he had written in just two weeks.

“I’ll have to talk with him soon.”

With a gentle sigh, Ol’ Zhou was filled with worry.

The exceptional debut of “Life Like A Summer Flower” had raised Ol’ Zhou’s faith in Lin Yuan. He couldn’t bear to witness a potential company ace composer going astray like this.

Today!

He must find a gentle way to properly educate Lin Yuan this afternoon!

At this moment,

Ol’ Zhou didn’t even want to play the song named “Big Fish” that Lin Yuan had sent, even though it was his responsibility as a supervisor.

But only by listening to the piece could he point out Lin Yuan’s shortcomings.

So, aiming to have a discussion grounded in reality in the afternoon, Ol’ Zhou reluctantly entered the company’s temporary password and started playing Lin Yuan’s song.

Although he was too lazy to listen to it with headphones.

…

The triple notes characteristic of the piano began to play from the loudspeaker, initiating a rhythmical prelude.

Immediately after, the main melody arrived.

After hearing just two lines of lyrics, Ol’ Zhou couldn’t help but utter an ‘oh’. The tight knit of his brows eased significantly.

Seems like…

It’s not bad?

As the main part gradually concluded, and the second part started, Ol’ Zhou’s heartbeat began to quicken slightly. His eyes also showed a shift.

He leaned forward slightly, as if trying to get closer to the speaker.

By the time the harmony came at the end of the song, Ol’ Zhou’s mouth was slightly agape. He was unable to close it, even after the song had finished playing.

“This song…”

He took a deep breath.

Ol’ Zhou put on his most precious pair of custom headphones with reverence, then clicked the play button on “Big Fish” again.

The same melody.