"Write lyrics? Right here?"

When the bearded director Zhang Jingzhong heard Wang Yueheng's request, he paused for a moment and asked.

"Yue Heng writes songs very quickly. Last time, I wrote the theme song for my new movie 'The Myth' right there in the live broadcast room!"

"Truly executed in one go!"

Having already witnessed Wang Yueheng's songwriting prowess firsthand, Cheng Long spoke with undisguised pride on his behalf.

"Here are paper and pens, which I use for my daily writing. Feel free to use them and express yourself freely!"

Upon seeing this, Cha Yong, who had taken the initiative to invite Wang Yueheng to write a song for the new drama "The Return of the Condor Heroes", immediately took out a brand new notebook and pen from his bag.

He then personally got up and handed it to Wang Yueheng.

"Thank you, Mr. Cha!"

Wang Yueheng quickly stood up and accepted the paper and pen handed to him by the martial arts master.

After sitting back down in my seat.

Under the watchful eyes of Cha Yong, Zhang Jingzhong, Cheng Long, and Mo Zixue.

Wang Yueheng opened the notebook in front of him and directly opened to a blank page.

After closing his eyes and thinking for a moment, he opened them and began writing on the paper with his right hand holding the pen.

"Swish, swish, swish"

The once lively dinner party instantly fell silent.

All that could be heard was the faint sound of clinking glasses and the rustling of Wang Yueheng writing on paper from the next table.

"In the world of martial arts, grudges are settled, and in the exchange of blows, laughter hides a dagger..."

Zhang Jingzhong, with his big beard, glanced sideways at the vigorous handwriting Wang Yueheng was writing in his notebook, and couldn't help but mutter to himself.

The lyrics, which consisted of only three words per line, surprised him greatly, causing his eyes to widen in astonishment.

I never expected Wang Yueheng to use such a unique format to write the lyrics for his new song.

The opening few words alone are enough to depict the atmosphere of the martial arts world.

Cha Yong, the original author, leaned back quietly in his chair, not in a hurry to peek at the lyrics written by Wang Yueheng.

We are simply waiting quietly for Wang Yueheng to finish creating his complete work.

"It's finished. Please take a look, Mr. Cha!"

"I named this song 'Laughter in the Jianghu'!"

In less than five minutes, Wang Yueheng handed back the three-page lyrics of his new song to Cha Yong.

Upon seeing the lyrics, which consisted of only a few words, Cha Yong was also taken aback at first.

He couldn't help but smile and joked, "Young friend Yue Heng's writing style reminds me of an old friend..."

"Mr. Longu, right!"

"I heard from the gossip that back then, newspaper serials were paid by the line, so writing more short lines could increase the revenue per line, which is why Mr. Long Gu developed this writing style."

Upon hearing this, Cheng Long interjected with a smile.

The Long Gu he mentioned is also a grandmaster of martial arts novels in Hong Kong, known as one of the four great masters of martial arts novels in China.

One of its signature writing characteristics is that a single line in a martial arts novel contains only a few words.

"Haha, it really is just gossip. I've heard his readers make similar analyses."

"But actually, this is only a very minor reason."

"The main reason is that Mr. Longo's writing is like a movie storyboard."

"By arranging short, independent sentences in separate lines, a very strong sense of imagery, dynamism, and rhythm can be created."

"Furthermore, the lengthy descriptions of moves in traditional martial arts novels are particularly prone to causing reader fatigue, so Mr. Long Gu's approach also takes the reader's experience into consideration..."

"Speaking of which, Yue Heng's lyrics resonated with me!"

Upon hearing Cheng Long's comments about the creative habits of another martial arts master, Cha Yong chuckled and offered his explanation on behalf of this martial arts giant.

He then picked up his notebook and carefully read the lyrics that Wang Yueheng had just written through the round lens.

This was the first time I saw lyrics written by Wang Yueheng on the spot, which were appreciated by the original author.

Sitting to the side, Mo Zixue clenched her hands nervously.

Wang Yueheng was afraid that his first meeting with Mr. Cha Yong would be met with an unexpected rejection.

Fortunately, it was within her sight.

As the gaze of this martial arts master gradually moved downwards along with the text...

The other person nodded slightly from time to time, with an expression of appreciation on their face.

"Great lyrics, great song!"

"It expresses many of my thoughts when I was writing this martial arts novel."

"It even helped me uncover many long-forgotten hidden thoughts..."

I also spent several minutes carefully reading the lyrics of Wang Yueheng's new song, which he wrote in one go.

Cha Yong put down his notebook and exclaimed with admiration.