But the composition department is different. It doesn't need too many gold medals or even the title of God of Music.
Many music companies have composition departments with a large number of silver medal and junior composers and a large number of works.
The music, after all, is only a few minutes long, so the quantity is sufficient, but the quality can be maintained at a medium level.
As long as the songs are not too bad, they can basically survive by relying on quantity.
It’s different from novels. If your quality is not good, you can’t survive by just quantity.
People might give up after reading a dozen or so chapters.
On the contrary, if a book is of excellent quality, or even a masterpiece, it will be more attractive to readers.
Therefore, as long as you publish a high-quality novel, you basically don’t have to worry about not having good works in the next one or even two months.
"Yes, I understand."
After Lin Shiyi had a general understanding of the situation in the literature department, he returned to his office, packed up his things and prepared to go home.
I will finish the first 10,000 words of "The Great Ruler" tonight so that I can submit it tomorrow.
I thought the literature department was facing a big crisis, but it turned out to be just lacking some top writers to support it.
This may be a big deal for the editor-in-chief. It is difficult to poach people, and it is even more difficult to poach great people.
What's the big deal to Lin Shiyi?
As soon as "The Great Ruler" is released, the immortal cultivation civilization will plant a mark in the hearts of all readers.
After returning home, Lin Shiyi ordered some takeout. After eating, he bought a bunch of snacks and started working on his manuscript overnight.
“It’s really tiring to be a nature porter.”
Lin Shiyi sat in front of the computer, sighed, and began typing frantically on the keyboard.
It was around three or four in the morning when Lin Shiyi managed to finish ten thousand words.
"No, I can't endure this anymore. After The Great Ruler is published, I'll just write 10,000 words a day."
After muttering, he dragged his tired body into the bed.
It was not until noon the next day that he woke up from his deep sleep.
After brushing his teeth and washing his face, he was about to go back to the company when he remembered something.
"It seems like I haven't contacted Bo Guang for a while, and I haven't seen him call recently. Is there anything wrong?"
Out of sensitivity, before going to the company, Lin Shiyi made a phone call.
After more than ten seconds, the call was connected, and a slightly tired voice came from the other end: "Xiao Linzi, I've been too busy recently and forgot to call you."
"It's okay. I just finished my work and called to ask about your situation. I'm glad to know that you're okay."
"Do you really care about me?" Chen Baiguang's surprised voice came from the other end of the phone.
"You've helped me so much, shouldn't I care about you?" Lin Shiyi smiled and asked, "What have you been busy with recently?"
"My dad's birthday is on November 5th, and he insisted on holding a party to entertain those high-ranking people in society."
Chen Baiguang started to complain as he was talking: "Just hold it, but he just stopped doing it and gave me full authority to do it."
"It's October 23rd now, and you haven't finished it yet?" Lin Shiyi asked again.
"Almost done. I'll have it done in the next two days. Then I'll prepare a list of invitees. Oh, and I've recommended you to my dad."
After hearing what Chen Baiguang said, Lin Shiyi was a little surprised. Is he preparing to... meet the parents?
But on second thought, I feel that what Bo Guang did was right.
His father said he wanted to entertain some important figures in society.
Speaking of which, his status and position as vice president of the music guild are of great significance.
unconsciously. Lin Shiyi has also become a well-known figure in the eyes of some people.
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