A man with a face seven-tenths similar to Li Songhua laughed and said, "Throughout history, there have always been extraordinary talents emerging, achieving unimaginable feats with ease. Xian Yu, so young and already famous worldwide, his talent has reached a terrifying level of influence. I must admit, you’ve won your bet."
"I was lucky to have found a treasure."
Li Songhua expressed sincere gratitude, mixed with relief: "With Xian Yu in Starlight, there’s nothing to worry about."
"Now, there’s no resistance to anything we want to do."
"Yes, but I don’t want to stir things up. It’s enough just to take good care of this little ancestor."
The man laughed and cried at the same time: "The outside world says he’s the Crown Prince of Starlight. It seems they underestimate him. With such achievements at such a young age, who wouldn’t want to support an ancestor like that?"
Li Songhua’s eyes flashed: "He will continue to bring you more surprises."
Li Songhua’s family had once offended some people in the upper society of Zhong Continent, leading to their banishment from that circle.
Now Li Songhua is making a return, with decreasing resistance and growing friendships.
Li Songhua understands these changes.
Li Songhua’s brother understands as well.
The reason for all these changes is the dazzling and astonishing talent of Xian Yu.
In the Yu Dynasty group chat.
Everyone is extremely excited.
"I knew the representative could do it!"
"Second in the music chart!"
"This is not the end!"
"Our representative is destined to become a peerless genius, the Music Emperor!"
"Representative, isn’t it time to give a red envelope?"
"The junior might be too busy right now, I’ll send one!"
Sun Yaohuo is perhaps too wealthy and likes to find excuses to give red envelopes.
But the Yu Dynasty is so familiar now, they’re no longer shy, and everyone grabs decisively.
In a certain music room.
Xian Yu’s three disciples are celebrating.
The eldest disciple Xue Liang clenched his fist: "Even if we can’t become like the teacher, we should strive not to embarrass him. Otherwise, how could we be proud to introduce ourselves as Xian Yu’s disciples?"
The second disciple Feng Shuo was also full of spirit: "We at least have to become Maestros; otherwise, our master can’t afford to lose face!"
The only young disciple, Li Lizhi, was excited and expectant: "When do you think our master will reach the top?"
"Now he’s second; with his efficiency, first isn’t far away."
"So, can I introduce myself as the only female disciple of the world’s number one in the future?"
"If Master doesn’t take on any other female disciples."
"Impossible, I’m sure he only has us three disciples!"
As the future female disciple of the Music Emperor.
Li Lizhi now dares to boldly set her goal to become a Maestro.
There are also Lin Yuan’s disciples here, a total of five people.
They are the cartoonists recognized as the "Shadow Group" by the outside world.
The only girl among them, Luo Wei, laughed and said, "If outsiders knew that our Master is not only Xian Yu, second in the music chart, but also the first in the painting chart as Shadow, they’d go completely crazy, right?"
"I’m already a bit crazy!"
"It’s one thing for our master to be invincible in drawing; to be near invincible in music too!"
"A person like our master, even throughout history, would be considered an unparalleled genius, so being his disciple qualifies us to leave a mark in history books!"
"Just as Ms. Luo Wei said."
"I’m now waiting for our master’s Shadow persona to be revealed."
"Don’t doubt it, I believe that day will come sooner or later; Master can’t keep it hidden forever!"
Netizens are discussing!
"Ever since Xian Yu became Blue Star’s youngest Maestro, every step he takes seems to create history. I’m not sure if second place in the music chart will be his most glorious peak."
"That depends on whether Qin Zhen can stop him."
"Qin Zhen is known as the only true god; a clash with Xian Yu would be like Mars colliding with Blue Star!"
"In the past, I would have thought Xian Yu was not a match for Qin Zhen, but now even Luo Su and Father Yang are overshadowed by Xian Yu; can Qin Zhen still remain unbeatable?"
"You should consider his age!"
"That only true god is 56 years old this year!"
"Our Fish Papa is only 28 years old, just half of Qin Zhen’s age!"
"As they say, thirty is when a man establishes himself; Xian Yu, at 28, hasn’t even reached the so-called establishment age, yet he stands at the peak of Blue Star’s music, second to none!"
"It implies that surpassing Qin Zhen is only a matter of time for Xian Yu!"
"Because we all have to admit one fact: Xian Yu’s progress has never stopped!"
"Wait, we seem to have overlooked one fact."
"Xian Yu debuted at nineteen, and this year marks his tenth year. So from a nobody to his current status, it took Xian Yu less than ten years, which is incredibly scary!"
The family is browsing various online news about Xian Yu.
Seeing someone calculate Xian Yu’s debut duration, Big Yaoyao was surprised:
"It turns out this year marks the tenth year since my brother debuted?"
Debuting at nineteen, this year he’s twenty-eight, so indeed it’s the tenth year.
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"I remember Xiao Yuan’s first song ’Life Like A Summer Flower,’ performed by Sun Yaohuo, was released on November 1st, during the season chart’s rookie season, marking his debut as a composer."
This was the beginning of all changes.
The family’s memory is incredibly vivid.
Lin Yuan nodded, feeling a bit emotional.
No one would know that this is not only Xian Yu’s tenth year of debut but also Lin Yuan’s tenth year since arriving and merging souls with the original.
In this world, Lin Yuan already has his own friends and family, with emotions growing deeper by day.
Sometimes Lin Yuan asks himself if he’d be willing to return to the other side of the blue interstellar world if he could.
It’s not because he’s so successful in this world.
It’s simply because some things have become inseparable amidst ten years of time.
"Are you going to aim for first next?"
Sister Lin Xuan spoke; Lin Yuan, who is already second, seems capable of reaching first.
After all, he’s young enough, seemingly with endless creative energy.
"Continue with the concerts?"
"Then what’s your plan?"
"This month’s season chart, I wonder if it’s still possible."
Family looked at Lin Yuan in astonishment.
Lin Yuan didn’t explain much; aiming for a twelve-time global season chart win after the unification of eight continents was a goal he’d considered since last year.
Not forcing the outcome.
Anyway, aside from writing, there’s nothing else after New Year.
Though it’s a rush, he can’t release the album at the start of the month, but Lin Yuan still wants to try.