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The coastal city of Jinggang boasted several large sanatoriums. Jinggang had beautiful scenery, bright sunshine, and warm winters. Many people liked to recuperate in Jinggang.
At the same time, in a sanatorium in Jinggang.
Famed musician and virtual idol producer Master Glifetz was sitting next to a floor-to-ceiling window in his room. This was usually the time of day when he was in the best mood, enjoying the Jinggang sunshine in peace. But today, Glifetz was not in the mood for a warm sunbath that many people envied.
Glifetz frowned deeply as he read the message sent to him by his assistant.
Standing next to Glifetz was a former student, one of the students Duan Qianji had kicked out when the project failed last year.
"Professor, has Silver Wing made a move yet?" the young man next to him asked.
"Yeah." Glifetz closed his eyes. He had to figure out what Silver Wing was up to.
Glifetz had been in charge of the project last year. He didn't fully understand Silver Wing's internal attitude, but he could guess at least half of it. Silver Wing had never placed much importance on virtual idols. This had been in place since the company's founding. Even now, Silver Wing didn't have a worthy virtual idol. Even if Silver Wing wanted to meddle in the virtual idol business for the sake of profit, it would take some time. At least, that was what Glifetz thought.
Glifetz believed that the project's failure was Silver Wing's own internal problem, not his fault. But industry insiders and those who didn't know the truth were led by the media to believe that he was to blame for Silver Wing's failure last year. Ridiculous!
Glifetz firmly denied that he was to blame. He had even said in familiar circles, "No one can save Silver Wing's virtual idol project." Two days after he said that, Duan Qianji got wind of it, and the entire virtual idol team was purged. The few students he had managed to get in were kicked out. Glifetz's reputation was tarnished, and he became a laughing stock among his peers.
But given that Silver Wing had never had a strong presence in virtual projects, many media outlets didn't dare say anything definitive. Whether it was due to Glifetz or Silver Wing's own internal rot, there was no conclusive conclusion. Until the appearance of Polar Light at the end of the year reminded many people of last year's fallout with Glifetz after the failure of Silver Wing's virtual projects.
Unfortunately, some people wanted to interview Glifetz, but they found that the master was too far away and did not accept online interviews. They couldn't find him for a while, so they could only make wild guesses in the daily reports.
Jinggang was a long way from Qi'an, the political and financial center of Yanzhou. Jinggang did not pay much attention to the entertainment industry, so the buzz in Qi'an did not affect Jinggang. This was also the reason Glifetz had chosen Jinggang for his recuperation.
In fact, Glifetz was hit hard by the failure of his project last year, but he didn't think it was his fault. His illness was indeed fake. In fact, he was fine a long time ago.
Why hasn't he been discharged?
Firstly, it was to show that he had given his all in the virtual reality project last year. He had given it his all and put in all his effort. He had gotten sick from exhaustion, and it had been quite a serious illness. It was to give people the impression that he was diligent and dedicated. Showing weakness at the right time would make public opinion more biased towards him.
Secondly, he was too embarrassed to show his face. The failure of last year's virtual reality project was indeed a stain on his reputation. So he was waiting, waiting for Silver Wing's virtual reality project to be released this year. If the virtual reality project was still half-dead, people would surely think that no one could save Silver Wing's virtual reality project.
That way, there would be a lot less people blaming him. Everyone would also think that Silver Wing had tarnished his reputation and caused him to be hospitalized.
Glifetz had been waiting since the beginning of the year. He hadn't heard anything from Silver Wing until he got wind that Silver Wing had given the virtual reality project to a newcomer. At that time, he had actually breathed a sigh of relief. Even Silver Wing itself had given up, no longer investing heavily in virtual reality projects. Therefore, no one was willing to stir up that pool of stagnant water. This wasn't a problem with the producer. It was a problem with Silver Wing itself.
But now, the dagger was revealed.
More than half a year, three quarters of time. Silver Wing definitely had a backup plan. That was why Glifetz had been investigating. He didn't believe that Silver Wing would really give the virtual reality project to a newcomer.
"Hmph, Silver Wing can fool others, but they can't fool me. Duan Qianji must have been prepared. "
Ding!
Glifetz received a text message.
Glifetz's eyes lit up as he read the message. He seemed to be deep in thought.
"Teacher, any news?" the young man beside him asked.
"The second movement will be out before November." Glancing at the date, it was already October 25. It should be out in the next two days. Glifetz had set up a few watchlists. If there was news of the second movement, he would be the first to know.
The first movement was just a prelude. The second movement would reveal Silver Wing's goal.
Was it a continuation of the "epic"? Or was it a publicity stunt?
Glifetz knew that whether he could make a comeback depended on the second movement.
...
Silver Wing headquarters in Qi 'an City. Fang Zhao held the finished music video in his hands and shouted to the studio, "Zu Wen, come up with me."
"Up where?" Zu Wen yawned. He was in desperate need of a game to relieve his fatigued nerves.
"Top floor," Fang Zhao replied.
Zu Wen's legs turned to jelly when he heard the words "top floor."
"Top floor?!"
Fang Zhao checked the time. "Hurry up and get ready. We'll be up in five minutes. Director Duan is waiting."
Even though Silver Wing had let Fang Zhao handle the music video himself, they still had to show the finished product to the higher-ups. Silver Wing was starting to take this seriously. The success of the second movement would determine Silver Wing's next move. This was what Duan Qianji had reminded Fang Zhao when she allocated the funding.
Fang Zhao needed a technician. Zu Wen was the studio's top technician, so Fang Zhao would bring him along. If there was anything to do, Zu Wen would have to do it himself.
Hearing that the big boss was already waiting upstairs, Zu Wen felt his legs turn to jelly, but he didn't dare waste any time. His hands were shaking as he washed his face. All he could remember was the cold expression on the faces of Duan Qianji and the other higher-ups at last year's failed project summary meeting. Every project employee had been scolded like a dog, not daring to say a word. They all wanted to curl up into a ball.
After tidying up a bit, Zu Wen followed Fang Zhao into another elevator.
"Boss, I'm nervous." Deep breaths couldn't relieve the tension. Zu Wen felt the temperature in the elevator drop.
"Think about it. After the second movement, we'll be able to buy gaming equipment."
"No way. The more I think about it, the more nervous I get. What if it fails?"
Zu Wen was so nervous his teeth were chattering. When he turned his head and saw Fang Zhao's usual demeanor, he suddenly felt puzzled. Fang Zhao's calmness wasn't fake. He really wasn't nervous.
"Boss, I have a question, but I don't know if I should ask," Zu Wen said.
"Don't ask me if you don't know."
"But I can't hold it in." Zu Wen looked at Fang Zhao. "Why aren't you nervous? If the second movement fails, of course, I'm not doubting its quality. I actually like it, but will others like it? Will the people at the Yanzhou Music Association give it a good review? Will the Polar Light project really succeed? Every time I think about it, I get restless, sleepless, and restless. Don't you feel anything? "
Fang Zhao pointed to his head. "Because every time the background music plays in my head, I feel fearless." That was true on the battlefield, and it was true now.
"..." Zu Wen looked at Fang Zhao. He was sure Fang Zhao wasn't joking. "It's hard to understand. What's in your head?"
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