Chapter 48 Writers Association Exchange Meeting

After listening to the songs in the album, Wang Dafai was left completely speechless, frozen in place.

He finally understood why that fellow Xu Zexin had acted so uncharacteristically in the morning.

A whole album, and every single track had reached the level of a golden hit.

Together with "Wild Child"—the song released earlier by the newcomer from Dream Origin Studio—that made a total of six songs, all of them golden hits!

One had to bear in mind that even for someone of his standing, he had only managed to compose sixteen golden hits throughout the entire first half of his life. Yet for that, he was hailed as a master of Chinese lyric and composition, and the leading figure among gold-tier songwriters.

Moreover, most of those were masterpieces from his youth. As for his present self, he couldn't squeeze out a single drop of inspiration even if he tried for two years.

Chen Jiang, however, had churned out six golden hits in just a few short months. Even if some of those songs were previously stockpiled works, that was nothing short of monstrous!

Every single piece of work under his name was a golden hit, with not a single one falling into a secondary tier.

"Is this really not some ancient monster wearing a disguise?" Wang Dafai widened his eyes in disbelief.

He had serious doubts.

Yet, artists who had previously met Chen Jiang claimed that he was merely a young man in his twenties.

At Chen Jiang's age, he certainly hadn't become a gold-tier songwriter and composer yet.

Back then, the highest-level song he could produce was merely a first-rate track.

It wasn't until he neared thirty, as his accumulated experience grew, that his talent truly bloomed. Over that decade, he had continuously crafted fourteen golden hits...

"There seems to be a rumor that he is the music director of Dream Origin Studio. I'll go take a look this time and see if I can run into him," Wang Dafai thought to himself.

If he happened to meet him, he simply had to make his acquaintance! Such a rare genius was truly hard to come by.

...

One hour after its release, when the daily new song charts refreshed for the first time, the album *The Origin of Dreams* successfully climbed into the top four of the new song chart.

That was right—four songs from the album monopolized the top four spots, and these figures were exceptionally stable.

By noon the following day, aside from those four songs having shuffled positions among themselves, all other tracks had been successfully blocked outside the top five.

The top five had consistently remained those exact same five songs.

The top four spots belonged to Yi Yunxue's songs.

As for the fifth spot, it was occupied by Wu Tian's new song, as it had been all along.

...

Starlight Culture.

Liu Jialiang glanced at the charts, then turned to look at the deeply dissatisfied Wu Tian sitting before him, feeling quite helpless.

Wu Tian was practically at his wit's end. Originally, he had planned to use this song to boost his traffic and secure a few secondary awards, paving the way for his nomination for Best Male Singer (half-step Heavenly King) next year.

Who could have predicted that his plans would be completely disrupted, leaving him not even a sliver of a chance at the top three of the new song chart?

Without the prestige of a top-three finish on the new song chart, he couldn't even meet the nomination threshold for a few minor awards.

Liu Jialiang explained, "This time it's just an accident. Who would have guessed that this Chen Jiang would be such a freak of nature?"

"The company has prepared another golden hit for you. Why don't you try making a run for next month's new song chart..."

"A golden hit?" Hearing this, Wu Tian's eyes lit up.

One had to know that prior to this, he didn't even have a single golden hit among his works.

Was the company being this generous this time?

"Originally, the plan was to let you build up your fame this year first, and then give you that golden hit to push for a Best Male Singer nomination. I just didn't expect the plan to be thrown into chaos," Liu Jialiang explained.

"You might as well just try making a push for this year's Best Male Singer nomination directly. It doesn't matter even if you don't secure it; we'll find you a song of the same quality next year."

He said it as if it were no big deal.

"Thank you, Director Liu!" Wu Tian hurriedly expressed his gratitude.

"Then Director Liu, I'll be heading back first."

After Wu Tian left, Liu Jialiang shed the facade of calm he had maintained on the surface, revealing an expression that made him want to cry without tears.

Originally, spending just a single golden hit would have achieved the goal, but now he had to shell out two golden hits. His heart was bleeding!

...

"It has entered the top thirty of the hit song chart."

At noon, in Yi Yunxue's home.

Chen Jiang said to Yi Yunxue, who was busy working in the kitchen.

"Shall I help you wash the vegetables?"

Seeing that Yi Yunxue didn't reply, Chen Jiang assumed she was too busy and took the initiative to offer his help with washing the vegetables.

"No, no need, I can manage on my own. Just wait outside for the food!" Just as he reached the kitchen entrance, Chen Jiang was pushed right back out by a flustered Yi Yunxue.

Chen Jiang: ???

He was somewhat baffled.

What was wrong with Yi Yunxue today?

"Buzz, buzz."

His phone vibrated.

Chen Jiang opened the screen and saw a message from his mom.

[Mom]: Son, today is your birthday, remember to eat a good meal!

[Chen Jiang]: Okay, Mom, you've worked hard!

[Mom]: Mom isn't working hard. Don't throw yourself too deeply into work, remember to rest. Money can always be earned again, but health, once lost, can never be recovered.

After replying to the message, Chen Jiang still felt somewhat dazed.

Today was his birthday?

He had completely forgotten; it was always his mom who reminded him every year.

When he was at home, his mom would throw him a birthday party every year—eating a cake when he was little, and taking him out for a big feast when he grew up.

After going to college, whenever he couldn't come home for his birthday, his mom would send him a red envelope so he could buy something nice to eat.

Now that he had graduated, his mom knew he could make money and didn't need the family to worry about him, yet she still sent a message to remind him...

Ten minutes later, Yi Yunxue walked out carrying dishes of food.

"Time to eat!"

After finishing the meal, just as Chen Jiang prepared to clear the table, he was stopped by her once again:

"Don't move, I'll do it!"

Chen Jiang wore a puzzled expression. Usually, he was the one who cleared the table, wasn't he? Nian

Yi Yunxue said with a slight blush on her little face, "Let me do it today."

She carried the tableware into the kitchen, placed it in the sink, and looked at the half-finished butter cream cake next to it. With her hands in her pockets, two cute little dimples appeared on her face.

"Then I'll head back first?" Chen Jiang's voice drifted in from outside.

"Okay, bye-bye!"

Yi Yunxue called out toward the outside of the kitchen.

Chen Jiang patted Orange's head and muttered to himself, "What on earth is wrong with your mom today?"

"Meow~" Orange rubbed against his trouser leg.

"Alright, I'm heading back." Chen Jiang put Orange back into its cage.

...

Back home, Chen Jiang turned on the walking mode on the treadmill to digest the food he had just eaten.

Just as he was about to start typing, Chen Jiang suddenly received a message from Ning Fengyun.

"Inviting me to attend this Writers' Association exchange meeting held in Shenzhen?"

Next Sunday?

[Chen Jiang]: Sure, I'll go over then.

The address Chen Jiang had filled out on his application form was Shenzhen, so Vice Chairman Ning probably knew he was right here and therefore extended the invitation to him.

[Ning Fengyun]: Do you need me to send someone to pick you up then?

[Chen Jiang]: No need, Uncle Ning. The location you sent isn't far from my place, I'll just drive over.

...

[Sweet Potato]: I'm going over to your side next Sunday to attend the Writers' Association exchange meeting. Are you going?

Seeing the message sent by Sweet Potato, Chen Jiang was instantly stunned.

Traveling all the way from such a distance just to come over?

He was left half-laughing, half-crying.

[Chen Jiang]: Are you coming all the way from the Northeast?

[Sweet Potato]: Yeah, this is the first Writers' Association exchange meeting I've encountered since joining the association, I have to take it seriously!

In reality, Sweet Potato's thought process was: The title "Writers' Association exchange meeting" sounded utterly badass!

When the time came, he'd post it on his Moments to show off a little!

And use it to bluff that group of relatives who thought his web novel writing was a frivolous pursuit!

[Chen Jiang]: Are plane tickets and board and lodging reimbursed?

[Sweet Potato]: Definitely, otherwise who would bother running all the way over to attend some exchange meeting!