Chapter 703 The voice of the monstrous universe trembled slightly, carrying both anticipation and a hint of nervousness at the fear of hearing a negative answer.
Gu Luo put down his chopsticks, meeting the intense gaze of the universe. His face held no hint of jest; his eyes were firm and calm. He slowly nodded and clearly uttered two words:
"Seriously."
Upon receiving an affirmative answer, the universe paused slightly, then pressed on with another question:
"Then... are you confident you can succeed? This matter involves too many people; one wrong step could lead to complete failure. The difficulties and risks are simply too great."
His tone was filled with genuine concern, after all, this idea was too subversive, and if not handled carefully, it could not only affect the reputation of the new book, but might even backfire on Gu Luo's existing reputation.
If his first book is a phenomenal success and his second is a flop, then Gu Luo's personal brand is in jeopardy.
Gu Luo remained calm and composed, a faint smile even playing on his lips. He nodded firmly once more, his tone resolute:
"Absolutely certain."
These four words were spoken casually, yet they exuded an undeniable confidence, as if the enormous challenge before him was nothing more than a trivial matter.
The universe fell completely silent.
Looking into Gu Luo's clear yet unwavering eyes, and feeling the innate composure and confidence emanating from him, all his worries and doubts seemed to vanish in that instant.
After a while, he slowly straightened up, reached for the beer bottle on the table, first filled Gu Luo's empty glass, with a little foam overflowing from the rim, and then filled his own glass to the brim.
He picked up his glass, and without a word, tilted his head back and downed the beer in one gulp.
The slightly chilled liquor slid down his throat, igniting the excitement and anticipation in his heart.
As he set down his glass, the bottom of it made a soft "bang" against the table. Yu Zhou wiped the wine stains from the corner of his mouth, looked at Gu Luo with burning eyes, and spoke with utmost seriousness:
"Brother, I've lived for thirty-two years and I've never admired anyone. I'm telling you this now: if you can pull this off, I'll truly admire you from the bottom of my heart!"
Lu Xuexue listened quietly to their conversation, still holding a freshly peeled clove of garlic in her hand.
Seeing Yu Zhou's solemn demeanor, and then looking at the composed and confident Gu Luo beside her, the admiration and pride in her eyes grew even stronger. She quietly handed a clove of garlic to Gu Luo, gently touching the back of his hand with her fingertips, silently cheering him on.
The copper pot continued to simmer, and the warm yellow light shone on the three of them, making the atmosphere of shock and anticipation even more real.
Gu Luo smiled and accepted Yu Zhou's solemn statement, then picked up his wine glass and clinked it against Yu Zhou's, the crisp sound echoing in the private room.
The two stopped worrying about the new book plan and instead chatted while drinking, downing one beer after another.
After a few drinks, the initial shock and excitement of the universe gradually subsided, and they became more talkative, chatting about interesting things in the online literature circle and asking about Gu Luo's past song creation.
"Brother, to be honest, I've always been curious." Yu Zhou put down his wine glass, picked up his chopsticks, took a slice of mutton, and casually asked:
"Your songs 'Medal' and 'I'm a Mother, I'm a Daughter' are incredibly popular. The melodies and lyrics are so touching. How long did it take you to create these two songs?"
In his view, such a top-notch work would take at least several months to polish.
Gu Luo was putting a clove of garlic into his mouth when he heard this. He paused, then put the garlic in his mouth and chewed it carefully. The pungent taste dispelled the effects of the alcohol. After swallowing, he spoke calmly:
"Half a day."
Seeing the surprise in Yu Zhou's eyes, he added another sentence, his tone still calm:
"Songwriting is hard to say. When inspiration strikes, it comes very quickly, sometimes in half an hour, sometimes in half a day."
This is actually quite an understatement – for him, these songs don't require any effort to create; he can simply redeem them in the store, which takes only a blink of an eye.
Even so, to the ears of the universe, it still sounded like a thunderclap from a clear sky.
Universe's lips twitched uncontrollably, his hand holding the wine glass froze in mid-air, his Adam's apple bobbed several times, and he once again fell into a state of wanting to say something but holding back.
He genuinely believed in Gu Luo's talent, but to write a top-notch song in half an hour to half a day was simply beyond his comprehension.
It's important to know that the creation cycle for many excellent songs in the industry is mostly measured in months, and some even require much longer to polish and undergo countless revisions before the final version is completed.
He gave an awkward laugh, his eyes filled with obvious doubt, but he couldn't directly deny it, so he could only say it tactfully:
"Brother, isn't what you're saying a bit exaggerated? Writing a song in half an hour, and at the level of 'Medal,' is really hard to believe."
"No exaggeration, it's true." Gu Luo shook his head, picked up the serving chopsticks, took a slice of freshly cooked beef, put it in the bowl, and coated it with sesame sauce. His tone was as calm as if he were just saying that the weather was nice today.
Yu Zhou stared at Gu Luo's serious expression, his suspicions deepening. After pondering for a moment, he suddenly felt a competitive spirit and tentatively spoke:
"Brother, since you've put it that way, I'm really a little unconvinced."
He paused, carefully considered his words, and said:
"If you were to compose another song about maternal or paternal love right now, how long would it take you?"
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