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All-rounder Artist-Chapter 838 - 795 Which short story to write below
Is the interpretation of "Rather than envying the fish from the bank, it's better to retreat and weave a net" really possible?
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Meow Meow wondered.
Of course, it had nothing to do with the regret of not being able to become a singer.
Lin Yuan made his debut under the name Xian Yu simply because he liked this phrase.
However, when Lin Yuan saw the interpretations of netizens, even he couldn't help but doubt whether he had that kind of intention in mind at the time?
They made too much sense!
Alright then.
It didn't exist.
The so-called connection between Lin Yuan and being at the bank of the river.
It was just a cheesy pun!
Lin Yuan purely liked the phrase and thought the name "Xian Yu" sounded pretty good, nothing more.
But netizens wouldn't think so!
After hearing Swallow's interpretation and combining it with Xian Yu's own experiences, everyone thought it made more and more sense!
This must be the truth!
This has to be the truth!
It spread quickly.
This interpretation of Xian Yu went viral along with the phrase "Rather than envying the fish from the bank, it's better to retreat and weave a net!"
Countless netizens forwarded it!
No one doubted that it was an overinterpretation.
Everything fitted perfectly with the phrase, a perfect closed loop!
The most crucial point was...
Netizens were moved to tears by their own assumptions!
Online, there even appeared a huge wave of "sympathy for Xian Yu"!
"I'm crying!"
"Feels like I'm about to tear up."
"Fish Papa really had it tough."
"For the first time, a stage name has moved me!"
"Perhaps it was precisely such an arduous journey that forged Fish Papa's unparalleled talent!"
"The Yu Dynasty, and even every singer who has worked with him, is a voice that Xian Yu has chosen for himself!"
"Since I cannot sing, let the best singers of Blue Star spread my music!"
"Thinking this way, Fish Papa is really awe-inspiring!"
"With Xian Yu's retreat, how many singers have been made!"
"Even heaven couldn't bear to see it, and finally, Fish Papa got his voice back."
"..."
System felt very pissed off.
It seemed that everyone liked this kind of dramatic interpretation, which truly moved Blue Star.
The media were brainwashed by this interpretation, competing to report on it.
Titles such as "The meaning behind Xian Yu's name moved people to tears" were everywhere.
Of course.
Not all reactions were of a serious and moved nature.
There were also plenty of silly netizens who made fun of the interpretation after seeing it:
"Xian Yu: Life's so hard, I can't become a singer, so I can only be a Maestro."
"Xian Yu: These movie scripts are really terrible, I might as well write my own and weave my own net."
"Xian Yu: As usual, if there are no interesting games, then I'll just design a fun game myself!"
"Xian Yu: None of these singers satisfy me fully, forget it, I might as well get my voice fixed and sing on my own."
"Xian Yu: ..."
The originally proper "Envying the fish at the riverbank" was played out by this group of people.
Lin Yuan never expected to relate the design of a game to this phrase.
What surprised Lin Yuan even more was...
It seemed even his family had seen the online interpretations of the word "Xian Yu" and believed them without doubt!
It was noon.
Lin Yuan was having lunch with his family.
He suddenly noticed that Big Yaoyao was unexpectedly quietly eating vegetables.
"Why aren't you eating meat?"
Lin Yuan was used to his sister competing with him for meat, so seeing her voluntarily eating vegetables felt as if the sun had risen from the west.
The last time his sister was this sensible went back to when Lin Yuan had just been discharged from the hospital due to an illness.
"Brother, eat the meat."
Big Yaoyao actively served Lin Yuan some meat.
Lin Yuan looked at his mom.
His mom would definitely tell him to eat vegetables.
But to his surprise, his mother said tenderly, "Eat more meat, mom won't force you to eat veggies today."
His sister laughed on the side, "My little brother is really awesome."
"Wuu wuu."
Antarctica rubbed against Lin Yuan's trouser leg.
Lin Yuan: "..."
Is it me that's off, or is it you guys?
After lunch.
Lin Yuan arrived at the company and ran into Zheng Jing and Teacher Yang Zhongming.
"Little Fish, you need to buck up!"
Zheng Jing raised her fist and said to Lin Yuan.
Yang Zhongming, standing beside her, spoke up, "You're doing very well."
Entering the office.
Lin Yuan saw a pile of tea leaves on the desk.
Gu Dong said softly, "The chairman just had it sent over, it's this year's new tea, he said you should try it."
Lin Yuan: ???
It's this world that's off.
...
Several days later, that sense of oddness finally disappeared.
Everyone's life returned to normal.
Lin Yuan finally broke free from that uncomfortable atmosphere.
That day.
Lin Yuan came to the studio.
Jin Mu hurried over, "The blog side called, they want you to make a move!"
Lin Yuan asked, "What's up?"
Jin Mu began, "You remember the Tribe has a tradition of holding a short story competition every so often, right?"
Lin Yuan nodded.
He used to write quite a few short stories in the Tribe, even earned some prize money, but after leaving the Tribe he no longer touched short stories.
"Short stories have brought a lot of traffic to the Tribe."
Jin Mu continued, "Our blog side has followed the Tribe's lead and organized a similar short story competition. Although it's not as effective as the other side, we still managed to snatch a good deal of traffic from them, but lately there's been some trouble..."
"What trouble?"
"Feihong is going to make a move!"
"Feihong?"
Lin Yuan was stunned.
He had heard this name before.
In the short story scene of Qin Continent, there are three leading figures.
They are Chang Qin, Feihong, and Feng Hua.
Lin Yuan had dealt with one of the trio, Feng Hua.
This was a short story writer of great caliber.
And in the short story writers' ranking, Feihong even ranked higher than Feng Hua.
"If we look at the ranking of influence among short story writers, Feihong is now the foremost figure in our Qin Continent's short story scene. Previously, it was Chang Qin who held the title, but with Chang Qin advanced in years and having retired from writing several years ago, his influence has been surpassed by Feihong. The Tribe inviting him to contribute will surely attract a tremendous amount of traffic. Now, the blog's only hope lies with you, who also ranks highly on the short story writers' leaderboard."
"What's my current ranking?"
"Tenth."
Lin Yuan went online to look up the short story writers' leaderboard and indeed saw the name "Chu Kuang" at the tenth position.
"My rank hasn't dropped?"
Lin Yuan was somewhat surprised; with the integration of the five continents, logically his ranking should have fallen.
Jin Mu laughed, "Don't be puzzled; although you have fewer short story works, your previous stories continue to ferment and grow in influence, especially 'Necklace' and the like, which are still much beloved by readers. They are remembered even after this long."
Lin Yuan came to a realization.
That's how it was.
Works like 'Necklace' were inherently tenacious.
Just like the charts for a season, the number-one song of a season might not necessarily leave a lasting impression.
Some songs may have mediocre chart performance upon their release, but years later, they are still deeply memorable.
It's the same with stories.
The initial stats for 'Necklace' upon its release might have been matched by other excellent short stories.
However, years later, people will still remember 'Necklace'.
And those works that once rivalled 'Necklace' in performance gradually lose their luster as time goes by.
Perhaps in a few more years, the influence of works like 'Necklace' will grow even larger.
After all, it's a classic from Maupassant.
That was the reason why Chu Kuang's ranking hadn't fallen.
Continuing to check further up.
At the fifth spot in the ranking of short story writers, Lin Yuan saw the name Feihong.
And Feng Hua, also one of the Qin Continent's trio, had fallen to eleventh place.
Just edged out by Chu Kuang by one spot.
This was a leaderboard created by the Literature and Art Association years ago, which had been growing in influence year by year and was still highly regarded externally.
No wonder when Feihong released a new work on Tribe, the blog would go into crisis mode.
"I get it now."
Lin Yuan was a shareholder in the blog and intimately connected to its interests. When the time came, he certainly couldn't slack off.
It was time to take action.
Chu Kuang also needed to stretch his muscles.
Besides, due to Shadow's antics, Lin Yuan's three pen names already had a beef with the Tribe.
Now, which short story should be written?