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Bu Lai could decide on the fitness equipment, but when it came to gaming equipment, Bu Lai did not dare make any decisions. The way he saw it, Fang Zhao was still young. Youngsters lacked willpower. If Fang Zhao was addicted to gaming and did not do his job properly, resulting in a failure to complete his mission or a drop in quality, Bu Lai would be the scapegoat. Therefore, he had to consult his superiors about the gaming equipment. He could not make the decision himself.
Bu Lai's men were efficient and had all the necessary equipment. The equipment, tools, and manpower were readily available. Installation was quick.
That afternoon, the virtual projects department on the 50th floor gained a new 100-square-meter gym.
"Our own gym?!"
Zu Wen was excited. Sometimes, when he was tired from playing — no, working — he wanted to move, but all he could do was hop a couple of times. Too many people went to the company's public gym, and he had to line up for reservations. As a tech nerd, he had a weak physique. His parents often told him to exercise more, not to spend all his time gaming and work. Exercise was the key to life!
Now that his department had its own gym, he did not have to squeeze in with others.
"Actually, I applied to buy gaming equipment," Fang Zhao said.
Zu Wen's ears perked up and he asked expectantly, "And then?"
"It was rejected."
Zu Wen slumped back down.
"The higher-ups say that if we succeed with the second movement, they might agree," Fang Zhao continued.
"Then let's do it!" Zu Wen pumped his fists. He suddenly felt like he had found a new, shining goal in life. He was full of energy. To him, gaming equipment was more attractive than the prize money.
Fang Zhao had already transmitted the detailed plans for the Polar Light project and assigned tasks to everyone. He did not restrict everyone's working hours and allowed them to do as they pleased. As long as there were no mistakes and they could complete the tasks according to the plan, it was up to everyone to decide how to allocate their time. The project team held a meeting every three days to tally up progress and resolve problems.
That morning, Fang Zhao was running on the treadmill. The treadmill was responsive. Whether it accelerated or decelerated depended on Fang Zhao.
The curly-haired dog followed beside Fang Zhao's feet. When Fang Zhao ran fast, the curly-haired dog followed suit. When Fang Zhao ran slow, the curly-haired dog slowed down and was not thrown off by the treadmill.
Fang Zhao read the industry news as he jogged.
"Prairie Fire," one of the most popular media outlets in the industry, had been eyeing Silver Wing's Polar Light project for the past two days. Yesterday, they had announced that they would be inviting an industry professional to review the Polar Light project.
This time, it wasn't those who were involved in scientific research or history. It was a great master in the music industry. Yes, a great master who liked to shoot off his mouth. He was indeed talented, but it was also true that he talked a lot.
Professionals naturally analyzed from a professional point of view. Patri himself studied symphonies, and Fang Zhao's "Divine Punishment" was a symphonic structure. This was also why "Prairie Fire" had invited Patri on the show. What a perfect candidate for stirring up the topic!
Patri didn't belittle Divine Punishment. On the contrary, he praised it from beginning to end. He analyzed every part of it and gave it a very high evaluation. 【Love ↑ Go △ Small ↓ Say △ Net
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Of course, he didn't forget to belittle some of his peers as well. As usual, it was uncomfortable not to incur hatred. Only when there were a few would it feel good.
The show also sparked a lot of discussion. What surprised many was that Neon Culture and Tongshan True Entertainment also praised the epic song "Divine Punishment" on their official live shows. They didn't seem the least bit angry that their virtual idols had been pushed off the charts. They praised "Divine Punishment" to the heavens and admitted that they too were looking forward to Polar Light's second movement. They speculated that it would also be an epic, on par with "Divine Punishment."
This kind of coverage wasn't limited to just Qi 'an City. Online discussions could be heard every day. Once the buzz died down, it would be hyped up again. There was a force behind it.
Du Ang felt things weren't looking good either. Tongshan True Entertainment and Neon Culture had probably teamed up to hype it up.
The studios of the Big Three would study the other two whenever they had time. They had a good understanding of their opponents' styles and tactics. Neon Culture's Metal Frenzy and Tongshan True Entertainment's Four Dimensions must have noticed the differences between "Divine Punishment" and Flying Pegasus' previous compositions. They figured someone else was the composer of "Divine Punishment." That's why they used this method to test the waters. Fang Zhao might have already been traced back to Silver Wing. They might even have already found out about Fang Zhao. Silver Wing was not a monolithic entity. If they wanted to pry, they could always pry some information out.
The higher the praise, the harder the fall.
"It's too much praise!"
Given Fang Zhao's age, he would either be conceited or burdened by his reputation after reading the reports and hearing the praise of so many masters. Either way, the second movement would be affected. Epic and trash could be determined by the whims of the composer.
Internally, people who were familiar with the Polar Light project knew that Duan Qianji had not allowed anyone from Flying Pegasus to interfere. This meant that all the movements of the Polar Light project would be composed by Fang Zhao alone. No one from Flying Pegasus would be involved. If it's yours, it's yours. No one can take credit for it.
Although virtual idol projects usually didn't include the composer's name in the first place, the composer's name would be revealed later on through other channels.
Just like the music produced by the "Flying Pegasus" studio, there might be individual compositions in them, but at the beginning, they were all released in the form of a studio, emphasizing the "Flying Pegasus" as a whole. Only later would they release which music was composed by one or a few of them. Only by raising the value of Flying Pegasus could the value of its members rise.
Similarly, Fang Zhao wanted to promote Polar Light as a virtual idol. For now, Polar Light was the focus. Once Polar Light was a hit, he would announce the composer. If Polar Light was released with "Divine Punishment," and the composer's name was Fang Zhao's, then Fang Zhao would divert attention from Polar Light's image.
Duan Qianji had given Fang Zhao a choice, and Fang Zhao had chosen to go it alone. She had agreed and blocked Flying Pegasus's team.
Now, it wasn't just the outside world. Inside Silver Wing, Duan Qianji and other senior executives were also paying attention. Could Fang Zhao carry on the "epic" all by himself?
Of course, if Fang Zhao felt that he wasn't capable enough and needed additional support, Duan Qianji would let Flying Pegasus's team join in. But when the time came, Flying Pegasus would be announcing the composer and not Fang Zhao himself.
The rest of the Polar Light project team had also seen the news.
"Should we hire another consultant?" Zeng Huang asked. He was worried that Fang Zhao would be under too much pressure. The pressure from the top of the company and the constant flattery from the outside would drive a weak-willed person crazy. If Fang Zhao went into seclusion to compose, he might be able to avoid some interference, but he would have to find another consultant.
"That's right, Boss. Why don't you just go into seclusion and focus on composing? The consultant can hire another person or team," Zu Wen suggested.
If Fang Zhao had really been a youngster in his early twenties, he would surely have been affected by all the adulation. He might have become conceited or crumbled under the pressure. But Fang Zhao wasn't like that!
He hadn't lived more than a hundred years in his past life in vain. He had experienced countless near-death situations. This bit of pressure was far from enough to sway him.
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