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The next day.

Sunday.

As Lin Yuan got up, he met Lin Yao who had just come back from outside, her hand always leading the spirited Antarctica.

Big Yaoyao complained: "Brother has been sleeping a lot lately, these past few days it's Antarctica who's been walking me!"

Lin Yuan: "..."

Still the aftermath of the seven-day burst of the Shadow comic.

He had recently been napping a bit more each day than usual to make up for the lost sleep.

This in turn meant he had no time to walk the dog, so he had to let other people in the house help.

"Time for breakfast."

Sister Lin Xuan called out.

On her Sunday off, she took over cooking for mom.

Mom, on the other hand, took advantage of the rare rest to sit on the sofa watching the news.

The older folks always seemed to like to turn up the TV volume.

The passionate voice of the news anchor echoed through the living room: "The Qin Continent men's basketball team has recently been training in closed sessions. Four years ago, at the Bluelympics, we lost regretfully to the Zhong Continent due to a certain Zhou's unexpected pass while competing for the championship. This time we are fighting on our home ground ..."

"There's a lot of Bluelympics news lately."

Mom got up and sat at the dining table, casually saying with a sigh.

Sister said with a mouthful of food, murmuring, "After all, it is the biggest event in the sports world, held once every four years. Our company wants to promote more sports competitive novels on this hot topic."

Lin Yuan didn't join the conversation.

After finishing a bowl of porridge and eating a poached egg, he skillfully rubbed Antarctica's dog head, wiping off the possibly non-existent grease:

"I'm off to work."

"Hmm."

The family continued to chat.

Antarctica then began its daily activity of licking its fur.

It won't be long before it looks shiny.

...

Lin Yuan took the car the chairman had given him to Starlight Entertainment.

The driver was not Gu Dong, but the driver assigned to him by the company.

Unless there's a special circumstance, the driver would pick up and drop off Lin Yuan to and from work every day.

The car's audio system was also broadcasting a piece of morning news:

"The Bluelympics is to be held on August 1st this year in Qin Continent's largest Grand Stadium. The countdown has officially begun and athletes from all parts of the continent are actively preparing for the Bluelympics..."

Lin Yuan's lips curled up.

The Bluelympics held every four years.

Isn't that just the Olympics on Earth?

Despite being in different time and space, Blue Star and Earth had a lot in common, a fact that always made Lin Yuan feel at home.

...

Fifteen minutes later.

Inside the company office.

Lin Yuan was holding the new toy given by Sun Yaohuo in his left hand, propping his chin with his right hand, thinking about what song to use for the chart next month.

The matter with Shadow had delayed him quite a bit.

He had to hurry up and record the songs.

Luckily, he had quite a few backup pieces. These were songs Lin Yuan had carefully selected from the system's song library and felt they had a good chance of hitting the charts.

Just then.

Lin Yuan suddenly saw Wu Yong, the deputy director of the composition department, rushing in in a hurry.

"What's wrong?"

Lin Yuan looked up at him.

Wu Yong, out of breath, said: "I just received news that the Bluelympics official committee is soliciting promotional songs for this year's Bluelympics from the industry!"

"Bluelympics promotional song?"

Lin Yuan said, "Does the company want me to write one..."

"It's not the company wants you to write, it's that you have to write, and it must be chosen by the committee. Otherwise, your path to a twelve-time championship on the seasonal chart could be ended by this!"

Wu Yong sounded anxious.

Lin Yuan was perplexed: "Why?"

"Official promotion!"

Wu Yong said bitter-sweetly: "The Bluelympics promotional song will definitely be promoted by the officials. Add the recent influence of the Bluelympics. This song will inevitably top the charts next month, topping the charts without reason. It's hard for any song to match the heat of the official Bluelympics promotional song!"

"Oh!"

Lin Yuan suddenly realized.

No wonder Wu Yong said he had to write one that was chosen by the Bluelympics committee.

Official promotion.

He had come across it before.

The song he had previously written for Chen Zhiyu, "Change the World," which was originally destined for second place, ended up becoming champion as it was unexpectedly promoted by the officials and managed to beat Fei Yang.

At the end of last year.
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In his duel against Yang Zhongming, because Blue Star promoted Yang Zhongming's song, the suspense ended abruptly, causing Lin Yuan to miss out on a third consecutive championship in the Battle of the Gods.

It can be said that his success was due to official support, and his failure was also due to official interference.

Unexpectedly, he now encountered a similar situation, and it happened to be at the critical moment of his contesting for his twelfth championship!

The difference this time...

This time he learned the news in advance.

Fortunately.

Lin Yuan was somewhat relieved.

According to Wu Yong, as long as his song gets official promotion, he won't have to worry about the championship next month.

Thinking about this.

Lin Yuan said, "I can submit a song."

He didn't plan to compete with official promotional songs for popularity.

Ordinary official promotions would have been fine, as Lin Yuan is confident of taking a risk, or even using some of his top-notch works if necessary. However, this time it's the Bluelympics!

Blue Star's quadrennial sporting event!

Considering Blue Star's enthusiasm for the Bluelympics, any official promotional songs have a natural advantage and are incredibly popular!

"If you can't beat them, join them."

For the sake of his twelfth consecutive championship, Lin Yuan made a heartfelt decision.

"We definitely have to give it a try."

Wu Yong added, "Actually, there aren't any major demands for this song. It mainly needs to promote Qin Continent, preferably in the popular form of a stars collaboration, with lyrics about the host city.

Because the Bluelympics promotional song is decided by us in Qin Continent, the officials take it very seriously—they remember it can take decades before each continent gets another chance to host the Bluelympics…and at that point, the still-unmerged continents will also broadcast the competitions…"

Lin Yuan nodded.

Wu Yong suddenly sighed.

"Originally, the song wouldn't have had such a big impact, but who knew the officials would announce that the song would be released on the first day of next month? If the song is released on the first day, its effect on the championship will be huge. It will almost certainly become the champion's song, and other composers will wisely give way.

After all, there's no way to reason with that kind of power—it's unstoppable!"

Lin Yuan: "Mhm."

Wu Yong looked very troubled, "You do your best this time. Even if it isn't chosen, it's not your fault."

Lin Yuan read between the lines, "Does the official committee have high standards?"

"It's not about having high or low standards..."

Wu Yong reluctantly said, "It mainly depends on the Bluelympics Organizing Committee's tastes. Every Bluelympics, Blue Star votes amongst the submitted songs. However, a terrifying fact is: the official promotional songs of the previous three Bluelympics have all come from one person, the composer known as Teacher Huang Dongzheng. He excels at official custom songs."

"Huang Dongzheng?"

Lin Yuan asked, "Is he a maestro?"

Wu Yong shook his head, "Like you, Huang Dongzheng hasn't reached the level of maestro. But his talent is unusual. He always effortlessly wins various official custom song awards, even outdoing the maestros. After all, these types of songs are unique.

They don't compete on who has more intricate composition or who has deeper song concepts, but merely on things like how catchy the song is and how universally appealing it is. Those who can get official promotion are often simple melodies paired with straightforward lyrics."

Lin Yuan nodded.

A lot of official promotion songs are indeed like this.

They're more about fitting expression than high technical skill.

Like "Good Luck."

Saying it has high technical level isn't exactly appropriate—it owes its achievement mainly to creating the right mood.

Simple and festive.

It easily resonates with people.

For instance.

If you ask top game developers to make a game with strong operability and an incredibly grand worldview, they can definitely do it.

Technical prowess is clear to see.

But if you make these top developers compete against small game developers on who can make a more popular small game?

The outcome of who will lose and who will win isn't guaranteed!

After all, many popular small games are created by little-known game developers.

That's their field of expertise.

However.

Who dares say Lin (System) Yuan isn't good at this kind of thing?

Wu Yong didn't know what Lin Yuan was thinking.

His mind was filled with regret, and it seemed he had already foreseen that this year's promotional song would again fall into Huang Dongzheng's hands.

It's not because Lin Yuan isn't capable enough.

It's just bad timing that Maestro Junior, who is gunning for his twelfth consecutive championship, has encountered the quadrennial Bluelympics. And that Huang Dongzheng is too good at this type of song, to the point where he's almost become the spokesperson for official promotional songs.

"Don't put too much pressure on yourself..."

Wu Yong reluctantly reassured Lin Yuan a few times, then left the office with a troubled expression.

Meanwhile, Lin Yuan went ahead and searched for detailed news about the Bluelympics. The web was full of related news, as the Bluelympics was undoubtedly the most exciting event at the moment.

In the end.

Lin Yuan's eyes fell on the last few words of the official introduction to this year's Bluelympics:

'Location: Beijing, Qin Continent.'

Lin Yuan suddenly knew which song he should submit.