After the recording of the show concluded, Wang Shu returned directly to the hotel.
He had been staying at the hotel for several days and was starting to feel that it was incredibly comfortable.
Not only were his meals and accommodation provided, but his room was also cleaned daily.
Most importantly, he didn't have to spend a single cent!
"I must stay for more episodes with this production team; living in this hotel is too comfortable," Wang Shu thought to himself.
"Beep beep! What room are you in? I'll come find you!"
Just as Wang Shu was lying on the bed preparing to rest for a while, Deng Xiaoqi sent him a text message.
When Deng Xiaoqi had given Wang Shu her business card earlier, she had also asked for his phone number.
"Room 3075!" Wang Shu replied directly.
In less than two minutes, Wang Shu heard a knock on his door. When he opened it, it was indeed Deng Xiaoqi.
"How did you get here so fast?" Wang Shu asked in surprise after opening the door.
Unlike at the television station, Deng Xiaoqi had changed into a casual dress upon returning to the hotel.
Her hair was casually draped over her shoulders, still carrying a slight warmth, as if she had just washed it.
"I'm staying in the room right above yours! Aren't you going to invite me in?" Deng Xiaoqi said with a smile.
Just as Wang Shu was about to invite Deng Xiaoqi into his room, Hua Cheng Yu, who had just finished packing, walked out of the opposite room, his agent following behind him.
"Is Hua Hua leaving?" Deng Xiaoqi even greeted Hua Cheng Yu specifically.
However, when Hua Cheng Yu looked up and saw Wang Shu, his face darkened. He pushed his suitcase past them without a word.
"Come in!" Wang Shu, unbothered by Hua Cheng Yu's attitude, quickly ushered Deng Xiaoqi into his room.
Once inside, Deng Xiaoqi placed the duck necks she was carrying on the table.
"Here, have one!" She then took out a pair of gloves and handed them to Wang Shu.
"You came all this way, and you even brought gifts." Wang Shu accepted the gloves with a hint of embarrassment, put them on, and picked up a duck neck, placing it in his mouth.
"Didn't you say you were going to write a song for me? Here, this card has five hundred thousand on it!" Deng Xiaoqi said, also nibbling on a duck neck, as she took out a bank card and placed it in front of Wang Shu.
"So generous?" Wang Shu was slightly taken aback, looking at the bank card. He hadn't expected this girl to be so extravagant, carrying hundreds of thousands of yuan in a bank card.
"When can you finish writing the song?" Deng Xiaoqi continued to ask.
"When do you need it? I can give it to you anytime!" Wang Shu replied with a relaxed expression.
"Is that true? It's not good to brag, little brother!" Hearing Wang Shu say he could give it to her anytime, Deng Xiaoqi stared at him seriously and asked.
"Of course, it's guaranteed. Would a songwriter lie to you?" Wang Shu patted his chest to assure her. He had already conceived the few songs he would write for Deng Xiaoqi. All that was left was to put what was in his mind onto paper. If Deng Xiaoqi wanted it now, he could write it.
"The sooner, the better, of course. But I don't want a song that's just for show. If it doesn't meet the requirements, I won't pay!" Deng Xiaoqi tapped the bank card on the table and said to Wang Shu.
"If you're not satisfied, I won't take any money! I'll write it for you right now!" Wang Shu said confidently, then took out a piece of paper and picked up a pen, ready to start writing.
"I'm not that impatient. What matters most to me is the quality!" Seeing Wang Shu take out paper and pen, Deng Xiaoqi felt a little conflicted. She worried Wang Shu might just write a song to appease her.
"Don't worry, it will be of high quality and quantity. You can decide if you want it after I finish writing," Wang Shu said, understanding Deng Xiaoqi's concern.
Seeing Wang Shu's firm resolve to write it immediately, Deng Xiaoqi could only watch as he began, nibbling on duck necks.
"Leave a few for me. I'll eat them after I finish writing," Wang Shu said to Deng Xiaoqi while casually writing the lyrics. He would occasionally pick up a duck neck and eat it while writing.
The song he was writing for Deng Xiaoqi this time was "Foam" (Pàomò), as its explosive parts were very suitable for her. Wang Shu had observed Deng Xiaoqi's performance backstage that day. Not only was her singing skill top-notch, but her high-pitched vocal power was astonishing and penetrating. This was why Wang Shu thought of the song "Foam" by the "little lung queen" G.E.M. from Earth. The song had been immensely popular at the time, making the young singer from Hong Kong a household name overnight. Therefore, this song was perfectly suited for Deng Xiaoqi.
When Deng Xiaoqi saw the words "Foam" written on the paper, she couldn't help but feel expectant.
"Foam in the sunlight, is colorful
Like me, who was deceived, is happy
What's the point of pursuing right or wrong, your lies
Are based on the fact that you still love me"
As Wang Shu wrote the first few lines, Deng Xiaoqi's eyes lit up. This young man indeed had something special; it seemed he wasn't bragging after all. Following the lyrics and melody on the paper, she even began to hum softly. The more she sang, the more she liked it. As a professional singer, she could feel that the song was perfect for her, as if it were tailor-made for her!
"How is it?" Wang Shu pushed the lyrics halfway through writing to Deng Xiaoqi and asked with a smile.
"It's great! You're a genius! I can even vaguely feel that this song is tailor-made for me!" Deng Xiaoqi looked at the lyrics, a smile uncontrollable on her lips. She was already planning to use this song to compete in tomorrow's performance.
"Hurry up and finish it for me. After you're done, I'll treat you to more duck necks!" Deng Xiaoqi said excitedly after looking at the lyrics, handing the paper back to Wang Shu. She had initially worried about Wang Shu's inconsistent skill level, but now she saw that this young man was simply a genius! Thinking about her narrow-mindedness earlier, she blushed. When did she start judging people by their appearance, just like those old fogies?
Under the temptation of duck necks, Wang Shu also sped up. A few minutes later, Wang Shu stretched his fingers and handed the paper with the lyrics back to Deng Xiaoqi.
"Incredible! This song is amazing! Brother Wang Shu, you are my god!" Deng Xiaoqi looked at the lyrics in her hand, her face filled with uncontrollable excitement. The style and melody of this song were exactly what she loved!
"How is it? Satisfied?" Wang Shu, seeing the excited Deng Xiaoqi, picked up a duck neck and took a bite with immense satisfaction. He had already anticipated Deng Xiaoqi's reaction, which was why he dared to make such a bold promise about not taking any money if she wasn't satisfied.