CHAPTER 443: CHAPTER 99: THE END OF THE 1ST SEMESTER OF FRESHMAN YEAR, HEADING TO NING YUHUAN’S HOME_3

At two in the afternoon, Xu Lin continued to work.

Next up was songwriting.

This time, Xu Lin didn’t write twenty sets of lyrics because Xie Ting’s experiences were limited, serving as a framework or outline, and Xu Lin couldn’t just freely improvise. He wrote one set of lyrics, then refined and polished it until he was satisfied.

This process took Xu Lin more than two hours.

Finally, he managed to finish the lyrics.

Xu Lin then created a tune on Cubase and played and sang it with his guitar.

This process took another two hours, as Xu Lin had to think it over for a long time until he was truly satisfied.

In Xu Lin’s view, the person singing the song could do a lousy job, but Mr. Xu’s brand has to be a golden brand, not a lousy one.

"Finally done!"

It was a little past six in the evening, and night was falling.

Xu Lin stretched, put the lyrics, sheet music, and background music into a compressed folder, and sent it to Xie Ting.

Xu Lin: "Done, take a look."

Xie Ting replied instantly: "So fast?"

Xie Ting: "Master, I’ll check it out now!"

Xu Lin didn’t reply.

A few minutes later, Xie Ting responded: "Wow, Master, this song is so well-written, it’s practically my story!"

Xu Lin: "If there are no issues, I’m ready to wrap up."

Regarding the contract, Xie Ting had previously signed a long-term contract with Xu Lin, which stipulated that as long as Xu Lin wrote the song, the copyright operation followed a certain rule, so Xie Ting didn’t need to sign any more contracts.

"Master, the bank’s closed, I’ll send you a million tomorrow morning!"

"Ok."

Xu Lin didn’t say much; actually, he only charged ten thousand per song, but Xie Ting offered more.

Brother Fu wasn’t short on money.

Among his current disciples, only Xie Ting was the wealthiest. The others, even at their highest family status, were middle class, and not in big cities.

For the next day or so,

Xu Lin stayed busy at the duplex.

The main task for Xu Lin the next day was to teach the five students in the disciple class singing techniques.

As for letting them actually sing, it wasn’t possible yet; their basics were not solid enough.

Meanwhile, Xie Ting spent the entire night and all day at his home studio, practicing the song Xu Lin wrote for him.

Xu Lin didn’t title the song, so Xie Ting came up with one: "Only Think of You."

He said his girlfriend’s name was Wei Yi, which was a homophonic pun.

Also, in the morning, Xie Ting transferred the million.

During the day, Xie Ting practiced the song while sending it to Xu Lin for feedback, essentially asking Xu Lin to correct him. Xie Ting was serious about his music; he spent almost the entire day in the studio, leaving only for restroom breaks, even eating there. This attitude certainly earned Xu Lin’s thumbs-up.

And so, the day passed.

A little after eight in the evening,

Xie Ting sent another message.

"Master, I plan to launch this song at ten tonight!"

"Wish you success," Xu Lin replied with two words.

Xie Ting: "Hehe! Sunglasses.jpg"

Xie Ting was excited and confident, though naturally a bit nervous.

At ten in the evening, Xie Ting launched his song on the music platform.

Previously, he had covered two of Xu Lin’s songs, and now, a month later, Xie Ting had over a million followers on the music platform, and about two million on TikTok.

His path was more conventional, unlike Zhao Liangchen’s rap path, which attracted a lot of young cool kids. Perhaps the unconventional fanbase had greater loyalty.

Since he already had a certain fan base, Xu Lin didn’t help with the promotion.

Xie Ting: "Master, I’ve released the song!"

Xu Lin: "Ok."

Xu Lin: "I’ll have my finals in the next few days, let’s chat later!"

Xie Ting: "Got it!"

And Xu Lin disappeared.

From the 12th to the 14th, Xu Lin had his final exams.

Final exams weren’t a big deal for Xu Lin.

By the time he finished his last exam on the third day, Xu Lin felt that although he couldn’t previously guarantee being first in his major, he could now.

The exams were too easy for him; none lasted more than half an hour in Xu Lin’s hands.

On the afternoon of the 14th, after the exams, Xu Lin said goodbye to Rong Xiyi and went to wait for Ning Yuhuan downstairs at her dorm.

As for Rong Xiyi, Xia Xiyao was there to keep her company.

Soon, Ning Yuhuan came down with her suitcase; as a sophomore, she finished her exams earlier than Xu Lin. She had been at school for the past few days.

"How did it go?"

Ning Yuhuan immediately asked, "Was the accounting exam in the afternoon difficult?"

"Piece of cake, it’ll be perfect grades."

Xu Lin replied with confidence.

"Impressive!"

"Didn’t you also get perfect grades, senior?"

"I’m not sure yet, only two subjects’ results are out, both are full marks, but I’m not confident about the others."

"Let’s think about those things later, have you packed everything?"

"Yes, all packed!"

Xu Lin took her suitcase; he was driving the electric scooter today and placed the suitcase on the footrest.

"Hop on!"

Xu Lin: "Let’s grab some food and then head home to pack a bit, we’ll leave tomorrow morning."

Ning Yuhuan got on the scooter and hugged Xu Lin’s waist from behind.

A little past nine, the two returned home.

Ning Yuhuan packed a few things, though there wasn’t much. Unlike Rong Xiyi, she didn’t have cosmetics, as Ning Yuhuan didn’t wear makeup, saving her from all the complicated makeup items and tools.