Requirements?
Requirements my foot.
"As long as you like it," Lin An'an said, her lips twitching.
What a joke.
Being able to write something at all was already an achievement.
As for nitpicking—
Lin An'an genuinely couldn’t bring herself to do it.
Nor did she want to.
After all, she knew Xu Mo.
Leave some room for courtesy.
It’ll make future meetings easier.
But what if they never meet again?
That’s why she’d leave some leeway now.
Let Xu Mo do as he pleased.
She, Lin An'an, the diva, was professionally trained.
No matter how ridiculous the song Xu Mo came up with might be—
She wouldn’t laugh in his face.
Unless she absolutely couldn’t hold it in.
Then it wouldn’t be her fault, right?
"Oh, then I’ll just whip something up casually," Xu Mo said with a nod.
With extensive reading came effortless writing.
Soon, a song took shape under his pen.
No choice—his mind was stocked with material.
Besides, hit songs?
Back in middle school, out of boredom,
He’d anonymously posted a self-composed piece online.
And it blew up instantly.
Then, for a while, countless people online had tried to track him down.
Later, still bored, Xu Mo had casually posted several more songs.
In that era,
His compositions were undeniably among the most cutting-edge.
Compared to other hits of the time—
They absolutely dominated.
Lin An'an’s eyes widened in shock.
Xu Mo hadn’t even blinked.
If she recalled correctly—
He’d just said he was improvising on the spot, right?
Even spontaneous composition takes some time, doesn’t it?
Did Xu Mo not need to think at all?
Not even a single pause.
Or had he already prepared this before coming?
In under two minutes—
Xu Mo stopped. Pen down, job done.
"That’s it?" Lin An'an said, disbelief coloring her voice.
Xu Mo nodded at her and handed back the paper and pen. "Yep, done."
Lin An'an took them, too stunned to even glance at the contents.
Instead, she just stared at Xu Mo, dumbfounded.
Could you be any more perfunctory?
Even if you didn’t want to write, or couldn’t think of anything—you didn’t have to rush like this!!!
Fast!!!
Way too fast!!!
Instant one-star review material!!!
Lin An'an’s face twisted with barely suppressed frustration.
Xu Mo went back to eating.
If Lin An'an didn’t ask,
He couldn’t be bothered to explain.
Lin An'an studied him for a moment.
Finally, she couldn’t hold back anymore.
"Did you really compose this yourself?"
Xu Mo thought for a second. In this world, the song didn’t exist yet—since he deemed it good, he’d borrowed it.
If the original composer from the other world wasn’t aware—
Then, by simple logic,
He was the original composer now.
Corporate-level understanding!
Corporate-level Xu!
"Yes," Xu Mo replied.
Writing a chart-topping hit wasn’t beyond him.
But since Lin An'an hadn’t even given any requirements—
Xu Mo couldn’t be bothered to overthink it.
So he’d just plucked one of the lower-ranked songs from his mental library.
Not that these songs were inferior—
But among the vast collection in his mind,
They were positioned further back.
Still, a hit was a hit.
Lin An'an had a flood of sarcastic remarks ready.
But at this moment—
She found herself utterly speechless.
Suppressing the urge, she finally looked down at the draft in her hands.
"Huh? The handwriting’s nice."
The script was elegant.
That was her first impression.
The next second—
Lin An'an froze.
She’d assumed Xu Mo had just scribbled out a melody.
But he’d even notated how to sing every note.
Every detail was there.
This wasn’t just a draft—
This was a fully finished song!!!
"Did you study music before?"
Lin An'an looked up at Xu Mo.
Xu Mo shrugged. "Dabbled a bit as a kid. Maybe focus on the content first?"
Given Xu Mo’s family background—
If he showed interest in something,
Xu Fuqiang and Su Ting would absolutely support it.
They’d hire the best music teachers money could buy.
That kind of financial backing spoke for itself!!!
Nothing surprising there.
Lin An'an shook off her thoughts and read carefully.
A long moment later—
She finally looked back at Xu Mo.
"This song has something, but I don’t believe it’ll blow up immediately."
Pausing, she added seriously, "Might not even gain modest traction."
When it came to music—
No one understood it better than Diva Lin!!!
She could tell Xu Mo’s composition had merit.
But based on her years of experience—
A hit song wasn’t just about the composer’s belief in its success.
Countless factors played a role!!!
Did it fit the current era, the current trends?
Would the general public embrace it?
For example, a hit from a decade ago might sound utterly bland today.
Or a current hit transplanted to the past—
Might not resonate with that market either.
Because everything was in flux.
Nothing stayed the same forever.
Xu Mo chuckled. "What do you think makes a song resonate with the public?"
Lin An'an pondered. "When people can effortlessly hum a few lines of it."
Clap clap clap—
Xu Mo applauded lightly. "Spoken like a true diva. Straight to the point."
Lin An'an rolled her eyes dramatically. "Oh please, how could I dare call myself a diva in front of Young Master Xu?"
Women never forgot a slight.
Lin An'an was no exception.
If Xu Mo could flatter her—
She’d return the favor with equal sass.
Xu Mo smiled, unbothered by the banter, and pressed on.
"Then tell me—is this song easy to sing?"
Lin An'an skimmed the lyrics again, then nodded.
"Extremely."
"Exactly."
"But still—"
"How about this? Let’s make a bet."
Xu Mo cut her off.
Differing perspectives made explanations tricky.
Like a high schooler trying to explain common odd and even functions to an elementary kid—
The kid would just call you insane.
Same logic.
If a grade-schooler rambled about "golden legend ultra-rare cards" (those collectibles sold at school gates)—
You’d want to strangle them!
"A bet?"
Lin An'an blinked, confused.
Xu Mo met her gaze. "We bet on whether this song will blow up."
"And if it doesn’t?"
The diva—no, the movie queen—perked up with interest.
Xu Mo said, "I’ll owe you one favor."
"Anything?" Lin An'an’s eyes sparkled mischievously.
Xu Mo took a sip of wine, then nodded. "Anything."
Ohohoho!!!
At that moment—
Lin An'an’s heart raced. She almost jumped up and cheered.
Xu Mo smirked. "And if it does blow up? What do you owe me?"
"Same terms!" Lin An'an declared without hesitation.
Xu Mo shook his head.
"Nope."
No way.
That would still leave him at a disadvantage.
After all this—
Lin An'an would still come out on top.
Too unfair!!!
Lin An'an tilted her head. "Then what do you want?"
Xu Mo decided to indulge in a bit of mischief and laid out his terms plainly: "If you lose, you’ll have to act cute like a kitten and call me 'Daddy' once in front of me."
It was a simple bet.
No money involved.
No ulterior motives.
Just a free hit song in exchange.
All he asked for was a single "Daddy."
If those struggling D-list starlets with looks to spare caught wind of this,
they’d probably scramble onto his yacht and scream it a million times until their throats went raw—no big deal to them.
"Deal!" Lin An'an agreed without hesitation.
As if she’d even consider losing.
The audacity! How could Lin An'an, the esteemed diva, possibly lose to some spur-of-the-moment song?
Child’s play.
Xu Mo’s condition?
She’d claim it for sure!!!
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