The night before the college entrance exam results were released, I redeemed my Peking University ad

Xu Jing muttered a few complaints to herself, but as someone who had been through it all, she knew exactly what Ye Lan was smug about.

She just hadn't expected Ye Lan to be so obviously smug.

Miss, you're spoiling him way too much!

After Zhao Ming had talked until his throat was dry, Ye Lan waved her hand dismissively:

"Alright, let's get started."

"Okay!"

Zhao Ming immediately jogged into the control room.

Everyone was in their positions on both sides of the soundproof glass.

Ye Lan stood in front of the condenser microphone, put on the monitoring headphones, and gently warmed up her throat.

The prelude slowly begins.

As soon as the melody started, the expressions on the faces of the people in the control room changed.

This song...

The beginning was surprisingly light?

It's not one of those catchy, brainwashing songs that grab your attention right from the start.

Rather, it's a longing that seems to drift from a very, very far place.

Zhao Ming's fingers slid lightly across the mixing console, unconsciously holding his breath.

This melody is not easy to sing.

The simpler it is, the harder it is.

Because there's nowhere to hide, every sound and every word will be magnified infinitely.

Then, Ye Lan spoke.

You are the long road

A light in the thick fog of the mountains...

He only sang the first line.

In the control room, a staff member who was drinking coffee froze in mid-air.

Zhao Ming's hand hovered above the EQ knob, but he forgot what he wanted to adjust.

The assistant stood in the corner, his mouth slowly opening wide.

That sound...

They had heard Ye Lan's voice countless times.

But today, this voice was like a knife, slicing out from the deepest part of the night, precisely cutting open the softest part of everyone's heart.

And I will love the world you love.

May you have the smile you desire...

When the chorus came on, Ye Lan closed her eyes.

She was completely immersed in the melody.

The sound grew thicker and heavier, like a surging river rushing in from all sides of the recording studio, engulfing everyone inside.

Zhao Ming felt his eyes welling up with tears.

He had been arranging music for twenty years and had recorded countless singers, and he felt that he was already experiencing musical fatigue.

But at that moment, he suddenly remembered someone.

Someone he hadn't thought about for many, many years.

This song is like a mirror, allowing everyone to see the face they can't let go of in it.

The assistant had already secretly turned around and was wiping her eyes with her sleeve.

Several female staff members also had tears in their eyes.

One of them even covered his mouth, his shoulders trembling slightly, desperately trying to keep quiet.

This song really touches my soul!

When the song ended, the recording studio was so quiet it was as if a vacuum had been drawn out.

No one speaks.

Ye Lan took off her headphones and gently exhaled.

She looked up at the control room and smiled.

"How is it?"

Zhao Ming remained silent.

He lowered his head, quickly wiped the corner of his eye with his finger, then sniffed, his voice a little hoarse as he spoke into the call button:

"Sister Lan..."

"Let's do it one more time."

"This time, I'll get you an even better one."

Ye Lan nodded and put her headphones back on.

Meanwhile, Xu Jing, in the control room, leaned against the wall next to the mixing console, looking at the woman behind the glass with her eyes closed.

She finally understood why Ye Lan was in that state when she left Ji Bai Research Institute.

This song...

That's not a song!

This was clearly written specifically for Ye Lan!

Xu Jing has been a manager for over a decade and has listened to countless songs by Ye Lan, including live performances, recordings, and a cappella versions.

But never before has a song struck me so directly into my heart as it has now.

Ye Lan's voice tells stories, conveys warmth, carries the weight of intergenerational inheritance, and possesses a unique, patriotic tenderness that is distinctly her own.

This song is practically tailor-made for her!

No one can sing this song with more power than Ye Lan.

Because no one else has her family background.

No one else has a surname as weighty and glorious as hers.

Xu Jing's eyes were red, and her heart was in turmoil.

No wonder Ye Lan seemed to have taken the poison of love.

She finally understood.

Anyone would fall for a young man who is so young, handsome, and ridiculously talented, and who even writes songs tailor-made for them.

But then again, that kid Ji Bai's talent...

It’s just that!

……

After a quick recording, it was already broad daylight.

Ye Lan came out of the recording studio and stretched.

Several female staff members outside were secretly wiping away tears, giving Ye Lan a big thumbs up: "Sister Lan, you're amazing! This song is absolutely going to be a hit! And the kind of hit that will stay popular forever!"

Ye Lan took off her headphones and came out, her eyes a little red, but she smiled and waved her hand: "Export this demo first."

Xu Jing walked over, about to hand over the water, when her hand suddenly stopped in mid-air.

She stared at Ye Lan's face, stunned.

"Lanlan, you... what happened to you...?"

"What's wrong with me?"

Ye Lan felt a little confused by the stare.

"How come you... have become so beautiful?"

"You've become more beautiful?"

Ye Lan chuckled: "I didn't sleep all night, my face is swollen like a bun, and you still think I'm pretty? Sister Jing, you should go get your eyes checked."

"No! I mean it!"

Xu Jing circled around her, and the more she looked, the more something seemed off:

"Touch your face. You don't look like someone who's been up all night. Look at your skin, your condition, your complexion..."

"It's not like we haven't worked all night before, and we're always swollen and pale. But today... you look even better than if you'd had a full beauty sleep!"

The assistant also came over, examined it carefully, and exclaimed:

"Really! Sister Lan, you look even more beautiful than yesterday!"

"Yes, yes, especially the eyes, they're so bright!"

"And the skin, it's so smooth..."

"Her aura is different now! How should I put it, it's that kind of... radiance from within..."

"Radiant!"

Everyone chimed in, praising Ye Lan to the skies.

Ye Lan blushed upon hearing this.

"Alright, alright, stop fooling around."

But she also had her doubts.

real or fake?

She walked to the vanity mirror next to her and looked at herself in the mirror.

Then he froze.

The person in the mirror still had the same eyebrows and eyes, but her skin was delicate and translucent, and there was no trace of fatigue from staying up all night in her eyes. Instead, her eyes shone as if they were filled with starlight.

Even her lips had a natural pinkish tint, and she radiated an indescribable glow from the inside out, exuding a more charming and down-to-earth aura than usual.

like……

She really does look prettier.

What happened?

Ye Lan was stunned!

Can love really nourish...?

bah bah bah!

What love!

What a moisturizing experience!

Ye Lan, what are you thinking!

He was just a child!

Ye Lan shook her head violently, banishing certain inappropriate images from her mind.

"Alright, alright, stop talking."

She turned around, forcing herself to remain calm, and held out her hand: "Give me the demo."

The assistant quickly handed over the newly exported project files.

Ye Lan took the bag, picked it up, and strode out:

"Let's go, to Grandpa's house."