After Deng Xiaoqi left, Wang Shu rested for a while before opening his computer again and continuing to write his novel with a clatter.
Yesterday, he not only finished the updates and drafts for "Douluo" but also completed the beginnings of his books for two other websites overnight.
The chief editors of those two websites had praised Wang Shu's submissions to the skies and urged him to release his books as soon as possible.
Therefore, Wang Shu was now essentially writing three books simultaneously. Fortunately, Wang Shu had consumed a memory search pill yesterday, and the plots of these books were already etched into his mind.
As a result, he was handling the writing of three books with ease, completing the update chapters for all three within a few hours.
However, just as Wang Shu was engrossed in his writing, a sudden, urgent knocking echoed from outside his door.
Wang Shu, feeling a touch of annoyance, went to open it. As soon as he did, he saw Zhang Ji standing outside with a naive smile on his face.
"Teacher Wang Shu, sorry to disturb you."
Zhang Ji was holding a large bag of barbecue and said with a grin.
"No disturbance at all, you're welcome anytime! Why so formal?"
Wang Shu naturally wouldn't neglect such a considerate young man. Moreover, he had a very good impression of Zhang Ji. Although a bit naive, he possessed a naturally gifted voice.
If not for the lack of good songs, this kid would likely have become a top-tier singer by now.
Upon entering the room, Zhang Ji enthusiastically set up the barbecue on the table and took out several cans of beer.
"I felt a bit bored staying alone in my room and just wanted someone to talk to. I felt awkward approaching the girls, and Brother Lei is older than me, so I could only think of you."
Zhang Ji opened a can of beer and offered it to Wang Shu.
"I can't drink right now. Once I'm better, I'll treat you!"
Wang Shu glanced at the beer in front of him, swallowing hard. He really couldn't touch alcohol at the moment.
A significant reason for his collapse on stage last time was drinking the day before.
"Sick? You're sick?"
Hearing Wang Shu mention being sick and then refusing to drink, Zhang Ji looked at Wang Shu with concern, questioning.
"Just a minor ailment, don't worry about it."
Wang Shu said calmly.
"Then you don't have to drink. Eat more barbecue."
Zhang Ji was a reasonable person and understood that one shouldn't drink when sick, so he didn't insist.
He then took back the beer he had offered to Wang Shu and started drinking himself.
As they ate and chatted, Wang Shu learned about Zhang Ji's background.
His family had faced difficulties when he was young, and he had to start fending for himself. Because he loved singing, he began performing at a bar.
By chance, a music company director, who was drinking at the bar, discovered him. He was immediately signed and launched into the music industry, where he managed to earn enough to support himself.
However, in the years since his debut, he had remained lukewarm, never having a breakthrough hit. As a result, many people only remembered his voice but couldn't recall many of his songs.
"Wang Shu, do you think my life is a success or a failure?"
Zhang Ji, slightly tipsy with a flushed face, asked Wang Shu hesitantly.
"You are very successful!"
Wang Shu gave Zhang Ji a thumbs-up without reservation.
In his opinion, Zhang Ji was indeed successful, going from a dropout to a professional singer. He was merely a song away from becoming a top artist.
This was already beyond what an ordinary person could achieve.
"But I'm almost thirty now, and no one in this circle respects me. Just like today, my ranking is still at the bottom. I'm still a failure in the music industry! Perhaps tomorrow I'll be eliminated and leave this stage!"
As Zhang Ji spoke, tears began to well up in his eyes.
"You're not. You just haven't had a song that could make you legendary! After we finish eating, I'll write one for you. I guarantee it'll make you famous nationwide!"
Wang Shu patted Zhang Ji on the shoulder, looking at him with determination.
"Really?"
Upon hearing that Wang Shu could write a song for him, Zhang Ji's eyes lit up as he asked Wang Shu.
"Eon Ni Zhan Ni Zhan Lai Ye Pai Yao Kuang Ye
Chuang Dang Yu Zhou Bai Ping Shi Jie
Oh Ni Zhan Ni Zhan Kuang Ye Pai Yao Fa Xie
Zhan Dou Shi Wo Men Jue Jiang Qi Dian"
As he watched, Zhang Ji even started to sing along excitedly to the lyrics.
Paired with his penetrating, metallic voice, the effect was immediate and captivating.