I Dominate the Entertainment Industry Through Top-Tier Star-Making - Chapter 11

The Treasure Singer Is Finally Going to Be Discovered?

“Huh, a talent show?”

Lin Suoyan touched his face, thinking, *Can I make it with the way I look? Can I stand out among all the handsome men and beautiful women?*

Seeing how his emotions were written all over his face, it was clear he was destined to trip up at some point.

Yu Aolan knocked on the table to bring him back to reality. “It’s an original song competition that focuses on creativity.”

“Oh, that kind of talent show,” Lin Suoyan suddenly understood, nodding constantly to hide his embarrassment.

Blame it on the earlier conversation about looks, solos, and other irrelevant topics—it had thrown his mind off track.

“If it’s an original song competition, I’m confident!”

Competing with a group of like-minded, talented musicians should be fun. If this competition had existed earlier, I would’ve joined long ago.

*How does Sister Lan know about such insider news?*

How else would she know? The perks of being reborn, of course. Unfortunately, after one season of success, the show faded into obscurity—not due to ratings or financial issues but because there were fewer musicians capable of participating.

Since the show was organized by the national television network, from the preliminary rounds to the finals, all entries were rigorously checked for originality, ensuring quality, popularity, innovation, and the absence of plagiarism.

Besides that, the competition not only assessed the contestants’ existing original songs but also challenged them to create original songs under strict time limits, themes, and tonal restrictions.

If you didn’t have some material stored up, you’d be drained by the end of the competition. You might not even have new inspiration for a song afterward.

With such strict requirements, only a handful dared to sign up for the second season.

So how could they put together a second season without enough contestants?

In the end, the show became a legendary program in the original music world. Any contestant from that show, even ten years later, would be an unignorable force in the music industry.

While they couldn’t match the popularity of mainstream celebrities, and some even vanished from the public eye, their passion for music and their talent remained, and their creative work never ceased.

Except for that one male artist who plagiarized Lin Suoyan. He also competed.

“As long as you’re confident, go win first place for AoHuang.”

“First place?” Lin Suoyan’s enthusiasm instantly deflated. *There’s always someone better. How can I guarantee that?*

“Can’t do it?” Yu Aolan glanced at him sideways, her sharp gaze like a knife.

“…I can!”

*A man can’t say he can’t! Even if he can’t, he has to!*

“That’s more like it. If you don’t even dare to aim for first place, you definitely won’t get it,” Yu Aolan withdrew her intimidating gaze.

“But before you enter the preliminary round, you must give me at least two songs. Don’t make them too new or too strange; the focus is on potential for popularity, songs that people will love and sing along to, especially young people. But the lyrics can’t be too shallow.”

Otherwise, music critics would pounce, which wouldn’t help his future growth.

Listening to the stream of requirements from his agent, Lin Suoyan’s eyebrows furrowed and relaxed repeatedly. He seemed to understand.

“Hmm…so, you want songs that are easy to sing, sound good, and fit young people’s tastes but with high-quality lyrics, right?” He rephrased it in his own words.

*Impressive, he’s pretty sharp in this area.*

“Not bad,” Yu Aolan snapped her fingers, satisfied. With songs, she would have room to operate. “I want the finished products in two weeks. Can you manage that?”

“I can! I’ll write them fresh!” Lin Suoyan enthusiastically accepted the task.

There was no stockpile of these types of songs. Even if there were, they’d be from his rebellious high school days—catchy but with embarrassingly childish lyrics. Just thinking about them was cringeworthy.

But the task wasn’t too hard.

He wasn’t one of those stubborn musicians who insisted on sticking to their principles. Now that he had a company and an agent, naturally, he would follow Sister Lan’s advice.

Writing popular songs that everyone loved wasn’t something to be ashamed of or something that violated his principles.

“By the way, over the next two weeks, I’ve arranged for a professional vocal coach to give you lessons every week. While your voice doesn’t need much refinement, learning how to use it properly is still important for a singer.”

Yu Aolan was thorough, considering everything. Lin Suoyan naturally complied.

But when it was time to leave, he still looked at Yu Aolan eagerly.

“Sister Lan~”

“What?”

“The…key…”

He had been so straightforward when calling her, but now he was stammering.

“Oh!”

After being reminded, Yu Aolan remembered he was talking about the key to the recording studio and instrument room.

She smiled wryly and told Dai Lin to give him the keys.

As soon as Lin Suoyan got the keys, he held them like treasures, standing straight, and bowed to Yu Aolan, saying, “Don’t worry, Sister Lan, I will guard these keys with my life!”

From today on, I’m moving in. I’ll guard a different room every night!

I’m serious about guarding the place!

——

With the work permit Yu Aolan gave him, Lin Suoyan now had the freedom to come and go at headquarters.

But after moving all his belongings to the instrument room, he barely left the building, except for his weekly visits home to maintain the necessary mother-son bond. His daily routine was now a triangle between the cafeteria, the recording studio, and the instrument room.

Honestly, the food at the Yu Group was just too good.

Half a month passed, and Lin Suoyan still hadn’t managed to try every dish in the cafeteria. The variety was vast, the portions were generous, and the breakroom offered all kinds of beverages. If he hadn’t been consciously increasing his exercise, he would’ve gained at least ten pounds.

Yes, there was even an employee gym downstairs—perfect for helping these overworked professionals stay in shape and avoid burnout.

Who would’ve thought that someone like me, who never worked out, would one day start running?

When the two-week deadline arrived, Lin Suoyan delivered his songs as promised.

He didn’t disappoint Yu Aolan. In addition to the required two songs, he wrote two more.

The task of deciding which one was best was left for his agent to worry about.

Thinking he could relax for a few days, he was hit with the harsh reality that his vocal lessons hadn’t lessened but had actually increased, along with some added fitness classes. Lin Suoyan was at his wit’s end.

His complaints never reached Yu Aolan’s ears, as she was busy promoting his new songs.

Yu Aolan had taken control of his old account on Ting Music, and after some friendly negotiations with Ting Music regarding copyright issues, she set everything in motion.

She released three songs in quick succession, carefully planning subtle promotions across multiple platforms.

The key was not an explosive rise to fame but rather a slow and steady climb, building up to a widespread discussion.

After all, if an unknown musician blew up overnight, people would assume it was due to paid promotion.

But if the audience felt like they had discovered a hidden gem, the sense of pride would create genuine, lasting enthusiasm.

This included, but was not limited to:

1. Lin Suoyan’s existing fans spreading the word organically.

2. Using his songs as background music for popular videos or TV show edits.

3. Leaving comments on the live streams of internet influencers who specialize in finding and reviewing new songs.

For example, Dong DaMiao, who had millions of followers and was known as the “Music Industry Treasure Hunter,” noticed a comment from one viewer.

“I see our number three on the leaderboard said a new song by someone named Lin Suoyan, ‘Sleepless Nights,’ is really good. Is that right?”