Chapter 1285: Chapter 1071: The Young Readers Seem a Bit Unconvinced

Chu Kuang’s New Book Skyrockets Across the Internet!

Old Rascal Releases New Book, Netizens: It’s the Smell of Home!

Chu Kuang, the Old Rascal, Dabbles in Science Fiction!?

Aiming for Sci-Fi, is there any Genre Chu Kuang Can’t Write?

Chu Kuang Once Again Expands Into a New Field: Science Fiction!

New Book Chooses Sci-Fi, Is Chu Kuang Aiming for the Wei Continent Market?

Chu Kuang’s Blog Speaks: Leaving the New Book’s Genre to Readers’ Choice, Readers Struggle as They’re Once Again Outwitted by the Old Rascal!

The next day.

As soon as Lin Yuan turned on his phone, he saw these news headlines. Chu Kuang’s comeback seemed to have caused quite a stir, even the media was agitated.

He didn’t pay too much attention to it.

After having breakfast, Lin Yuan headed to the company.

During his absence, a pile of work had accumulated at the office.

Although most tasks in the ninth floor’s composition department were handled by the deputy director Wu Yong, there were some documents that required Lin Yuan’s signature.

“Mr. Lin!”

As soon as Lin Yuan entered the company, everyone who saw him subconsciously stood up to greet him, their faces full of admiration.

“Good morning.”

Lin Yuan greeted everyone as he walked, noticing that some employees were holding eggs while saying hello to him.

What’s with the eggs?

A special company event?

Entering the office, Lil Goodoong also ran over excitedly. When Lin Yuan saw that he too was holding an egg, he finally couldn’t help but ask:

“What’s this about?”

“You don’t know?”

Gu Dong brought that up and got irritated, “It’s all thanks to your good brother Chu Kuang. Many people read Chu Kuang’s novel yesterday and cried their eyes out, so this morning, eggs are especially popular in the cafeteria because everyone is using them to soothe their eyes.”

Lin Yuan: “…”

Does it need to be this big of a deal?

With a somewhat guilty cough, Lin Yuan instructed Gu Dong to bring up the backlog of work documents for him to sign without looking at them.

In the company, Lin Yuan was practically a signature machine.

In his department, deputy director Wu Yong handled almost everything, and of course, no one expected Lin Yuan to personally take care of official business. The same went for the departments under Yang Zhongming and Zheng Jing; these maestros were all signature tools, the kind that wouldn’t touch a drop of water, and if there was any problem with the work, they would look for the deputy directors, not daring to trouble the three maestros.

After an hour of busyness.

Lin Yuan managed to finish a few months’ worth of work.

“I can knock off now.”

Lin Yuan muttered softly to himself.

Gu Xi, who was nearby, twitched, “You can’t be too brazen. You’ve only been in the office for one hour. Why don’t you watch this video? I found it extremely interesting, I stayed up late last night watching it.”

“What is it?”

“It’s a series of videos that have recently gone viral on video sites across all continents, called ‘Middle State People’s Reactions to Xian Yu’s Songs’.”

“Huh?”

Lin Yuan was stumped.

This kind of thing seemed pretty popular in the Celestial Dynasty, like “Foreigners Reacting to Such and Such Song” and the like.

Unexpectedly, it had also become popular in Blue Star.

Gu Xi selectively showed Lin Yuan a video.

The star of the video was said to be a Middle State musician.

The host recorded the person’s reaction to Lin Yuan’s performance of “Exaggeration” on The Masked Singer stage.

Halfway through listening, the Middle State person was shocked!

They excitedly said: “Xian Yu is terrifying, I can’t imagine how Middle State, after joining the Union, will face such a formidable opponent…”

The bullet comments were bursting with excitement.

Countless viewers were typing things like “Prince of Lanling yyds”.

Lin Yuan’s eyes also caught a video from the same series titled “Middle State People’s Reactions to ‘Dala Bump’,” and he nearly died of secondhand embarrassment.

“Don’t underestimate this video series!”

Gu Dong spoke with enthusiasm, “These videos are being watched by people in Middle State too! It’s all because of your astounding performance at the Blue Songlympics. Many Middle State people are eagerly digging into your previous works!”

“Archaeology?”

“Hahaha, right, archaeology!”

“I got it, if there’s nothing else, I’m heading off now.”

“…”

Gu Dong watched speechlessly as Lin Yuan, who had been at the company for less than two hours, walked off from work with an air of indignant righteousness.

Downstairs.

Lin Yuan ran into Yang Zhongming face to face.

“What’s this?”

“Off from work.”

“And you are?”

“Coming to work.”

“Leaving early, huh?”

“You’re the one who’s late.”

The receptionist girls watched the scene in a daze:

One leaves early and the other comes late, yet both have the guts to act so entitled, you two are really two peas in a pod!

…

Lin Yuan’s early departure was not to go home, but mainly to visit the studio.

Shadow Studio.

Jin Mu was leisurely enjoying his tea when he suddenly saw Lin Yuan and excitedly stood up: “The missing person has returned!”

“I’ve been to the Blue Songlympics.”

“You really don’t have to explain so seriously.”

“Anything going on here?”

“There’s good news!”

“What is it?”

“This month, the average blog traffic has caught up with Tribe!”

“Caught up?”

Lin Yuan’s mood brightened instantly.

This was indeed good news because Lin Yuan was a shareholder of the blog.

The higher the blog’s traffic, the more generous Lin Yuan’s year-end bonus would be.

At the time Lin Yuan had just joined the blog, its traffic was much worse compared to Tribe, so catching up was quite an achievement.

“It evened out last night.”

Jin Mu laughed: “Last night you posted a sci-fi short story, attracting a lot of new users, even drawing a sizeable number of registered users from Wei Continent, all because of your novel. If possible, you could write one or two more short stories for the blog to help stabilize the traffic.”

“Ok, anything else?”

“There’s another thing related to Shadow, do you remember Tang Yi?”

“I remember.”

In order to undermine Tribe Comics, Han Jimei poached several comic artists, including Tang Yi.

At that time, each artist received a comic from Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan remembered that the comic Tang Yi got was “Magical Girl Madoka”.

“So here’s the thing.”

Jin Mu said: “‘Magical Girl Madoka’ is finished, and she is not sure which theme to pick for the new comic. It seems she wants to get another one from you, given our previous promises.”

“Oh.”

Lin Yuan nodded: “I’ll give it to her later.”

“Sure.”

Having become accustomed to Lin Yuan’s astonishing ways, Jin Mu was no longer shocked: “She hopes the new comic can be more girl-oriented.”

“Mhm.”

Then, staying in the studio until noon, Jin Mu called over Lin Yuan’s comic apprentices, and they all had a meal with Lin Yuan.

These apprentices knew Shadow and Xian Yu were the same person, so there was no shortage of congratulations at the table.

After the meal.

Lin Yuan returned home.

Lin Yuan logged onto Chu Kuang’s account on his phone and checked the comments for “The Heartbroken,” then the corner of his forehead twitched slightly.

Hey.

It seems like the young readers are not entirely convinced, huh?