"How much can you write?"
Xu Yunshang asked tentatively.
"As much as you want, I have it all. How about this, let's meet at the usual place, and I'll write it for you on the spot?"
Wang Shu, upon hearing that the other party wanted a lot, couldn't help but feel a little excited and said directly.
On the other end of the phone, Xu Yunshang listened to Wang Shu's words, her face filled with confusion.
What did he mean by 'as much as you want, I have it all'?
What did he mean by 'I'll write it for you on the spot'?
Were these words something a person would say? She wanted good songs, not cabbages!
Furthermore, even if he could write it on the spot, could the quality keep up?
"Yunshang, is your friend reliable?"
Beside Xu Yunshang, several well-dressed men and women looked at her with puzzled expressions and asked.
After all, they had been in this industry for so many years and had never heard such a tone.
They couldn't help but harbor some doubts about Wang Shu. Even renowned lyricists and composers in the music industry would spend ten days to half a month on a song.
"Perhaps the senior guests could leave first, and I'll contact you after I've confirmed?"
Xu Yunshang said somewhat awkwardly. She hadn't expected Wang Shu's answer to be so unreliable.
...
Evening, Beijing, Chinese Academy of Sciences.
"Have the sender of the email been contacted?"
At the Semiconductor Experimental Center of the CAS, professors were already working on the manufacturing of lithography machines.
Qi Junguo, the dean, asked with a worried expression. Regarding this sudden email, he felt both joy and fear. He was delighted that China could make great strides in the semiconductor field, but he also feared that the genius who provided the email might be poached by another country.
"Not yet. The sender's email has been specially processed, and we haven't been able to find any information about the sender for now."
Chen Mao replied, shaking his head helplessly. He hadn't slept since receiving the email last night. Today, he had spent the entire day trying to find the sender of the email, but there was no response or information from the other party.
However, fortunately, the manufacturing progress of the lithography machine was very smooth. The materials mentioned in the email were all in stock at the CAS. If all went as expected, within a week, with the equipment of the CAS, scientists could manufacture China's own 1nm lithography machine based on that paper.
"We must find the sender as soon as possible! If we can get the help of this master, we are very likely to lead the global semiconductor industry!"
Qi Junguo adjusted his glasses and said to Chen Mao with a serious expression. After all, for China, the semiconductor industry had started late, and the technological gap with foreign countries was not small. In recent years, foreign countries had imposed various technological blockades on China, especially severe restrictions on lithography machines. China had even fallen into a chip crisis at one point. Now, if they could find the sender to personally guide them, he believed China would no longer fear foreign chip blockades!
"Dean, please rest assured, I will find the sender as soon as possible."
Chen Mao patted his chest and promised, then continued to research the email.
...
The next morning.
In a coffee shop in Jinzhou City.
Xu Yunshang had arrived early and was drinking coffee alone in a corner. This time, she hadn't covered herself up completely, only wearing a baseball cap to hide her face. Based on her previous experience, her fame hadn't seemed to affect Jinzhou, a fifth-tier city. Being too cautious would only attract attention.
...
After more than half an hour, Wang Shu walked into the coffee shop, looking around.
"In the corner to your left!"
Xu Yunshang sent Wang Shu a text message.
Wang Shu saw the message, turned around, and saw Xu Yunshang sitting in the corner, also looking at him.
"You're actually so beautiful! Last time I thought you were too ugly to show your face!"
Wang Shu said casually after sitting down.
"So, because I'm good-looking, can you give me a discount?"
Xu Yunshang smiled and replied to Wang Shu.
"Dream on!"
Wang Shu refused outright. What a joke, that was his life-saving money, how could it be reduced?
"I'm actually here for two main things. The first is to thank you for selling me that song, and the second is to order a few more songs from you!"
Xu Yunshang got straight to the point about the purpose of her visit.
"Business is business, no need for thanks. Ordering more songs is even less necessary. Tell me the genre, and I'll write it for you now."
Wang Shu also said directly and concisely. Then, he took out a pen from his pocket and two paper napkins from the table.
Five minutes later.
Wang Shu placed the paper napkins covered in dense writing in front of Xu Yunshang.
Xu Yunshang took the napkins and glanced at the lyrics, her expression immediately showing disbelief. She hadn't expected Wang Shu to write a song in just five minutes... Moreover, it wasn't just lyrics; the music score and points to note were all clearly marked.
"The little yellow flower of the story
Has been floating since the year I was born
The swing of childhood
Has been swaying with my memory until now..."
Xu Yunshang couldn't help but hum softly along with the music and lyrics.
...
After reading the entire song, Xu Yunshang found it even more incredible. Was this really written by him in five minutes? What kind of monster was he to be able to write such an excellent work in five minutes? Xu Yunshang was stunned and remained in shock for a while. It took Wang Shu calling her several times for her to snap out of it.
"How is it? Can you tell me how many songs you want now?"
Wang Shu asked with a smile, having expected Xu Yunshang's reaction.
"Please wait a moment, I'll make a call!"
Xu Yunshang quickly got up and went to the restroom to call her seniors. Five minutes later, she returned.
"We need a total of ten songs, and I want the one you just wrote too!"
Xu Yunshang said to Wang Shu.
"Okay, please wait a moment!"
Wang Shu directly took out ten more paper napkins and began to write furiously.
Five minutes later, another paper napkin covered in dense writing was handed to Xu Yunshang.
"Nunchucks!"
...
"Later!"
...
"Decent!"
...
Time flew by, and fifty minutes passed in the blink of an eye. By then, Xu Yunshang had ten paper napkins covered in dense Chinese characters in front of her. Xu Yunshang hummed through all ten songs one by one. From her perspective, these ten songs were unique, but without exception, they were all masterpieces. At this moment, she became increasingly curious about Wang Shu's identity. How could someone who could write such excellent songs in a few minutes be willing to stay in this small city? Moreover, she noticed that Wang Shu's clothes were all from street stalls! His entire outfit was probably worth less than a hundred yuan! Yet, he had earned fifty thousand yuan from her yesterday and was clearly not short of money!