They don't actually think I like them, do they?

Just as he was about to run away, the store manager suddenly handed him a note.

Lin Han was taken aback. He opened it and saw a string of phone numbers inside.

“This is my WeChat ID. Actually, I’m a T…” the shop manager said softly, her eyes full of allure as she looked at Lin Han.

Lin Han felt a chill run down his spine. He could only stiffly accept the note and then slip away without looking back.

It was already dinnertime, and at Lin Han's insistence, the two went back to the hotel first.

I changed back into my own clothes, removed my makeup, and washed my face.

Just as Lin Han was about to go out for dinner, Mang Zi blocked him at the door.

"Let me see the song you wrote for me first~"

Mangzi stood at the door, blinking her bright, watery eyes, and said shyly.

"What's the rush? We can't record it now anyway. I'll show it to you after we finish eating."

"No, I want to see it now!" Mangzi pouted. "I've been waiting for an hour!"

Lin Han sighed, regretting that he shouldn't have told Mangzi about writing the new song.

He returned to his room, took out a pen and paper, and wrote down the songs he had memorized that day in the form of sheet music.

The song "The Rain Is Still Falling" is written and composed by singer Gao Fu.

This is a typical inspirational song. The author, Gao Fu, has had a rather tortuous life experience. In an interview, he said that difficulties always exist, and the important thing is to have the courage to overcome them. He wanted to convey this belief to the audience.

At the same time, the lyrics of this song also allude to a certain experience between Gao Fu and his first love, and Gao Fu wrote about his feelings about this first love experience in the song.

Overall, "The Rain Is Still Falling" is a song that is quite inspiring and uplifting, with a touch of romance.

however,

What truly elevates this song to its pinnacle are the various legendary edits available online.

A video of a top soldier weaving through a hail of bullets, paired with this song, is a perfect match! It gives off a feeling of "the big brother has packed his bags and is ready to fight!"

The DJ version, in particular, is incredibly immersive, immediately giving you the feeling of being a mercenary in the Middle East!

From this perspective, there's simply no song more suitable for Mangzi; it's practically tailor-made for her.

While others appreciate this song through film and television clips, Mangzi's daily life is the music video for this song!

Mangzi took the sheet music from Lin Han and kept looking at it as he went down the elevator, as he rode in the car, and even when he arrived at the restaurant.

Mangzi became more and more puzzled as he looked at it.

At the barbecue restaurant, Mangzi couldn't help but ask at the table:

"Lin Han, what's the meaning behind this song you wrote for me? Why don't I understand it?"

Lin Han put a sizzling piece of pork belly into his mouth, ignoring the fact that it was too hot, and asked in confusion,

"The lyrics are so straightforward, how could anyone not understand them?"

"No, what do you mean by 'I can't even keep the person I love most'? What does that have to do with me?"

"Cough cough."

Lin Han coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment.

This is a common situation Lin Han encounters when writing songs for others. After all, he doesn't actually write them; he just finds the most suitable song for the other person from the vast Chinese music library. The lyrics often contain inexplicable elements.

Lin Han had already devised a solution to this problem.

“Think about it carefully,” Lin Han said.

Upon hearing this, Mangzi took a deep breath and began to carefully examine the sheet music again.

While watching, he hummed along softly, without touching the food in front of him.

"Eat first."

Helpless, Lin Han placed the grilled beef onto Mangzi's plate.

"Lin Han, sing it for me once, maybe I'll be able to tell the difference!"

Mangzi put down the sheet music and eagerly leaned on the table.

"Oh dear, without arrangement, just singing a cappella will feel very different. I'll record it when I get back in a couple of days, what's the rush?" Lin Han waved his hand.

Mangzi pouted and glared at Lin Han.

His face clearly said, "I'm so anxious, I'm so worried."

But Lin Han was determined not to budge and just kept telling Mangzi to start eating.

Lin Han hadn't expected Mang Zi to be so persistent about this new song. If he had known this would happen, he shouldn't have revealed it so early.

After finally seeing Mangzi finish eating and drinking, she grabbed Lin Han's hand and said in a coquettish voice,

"Sing, sing, Brother Lin Han! It doesn't matter if there's no accompaniment, I love listening to you sing a cappella too~"

"No! I've already come out to have fun, and you still want me to work!"

Lin Han refused again firmly.

After that, Mangzi finally fell silent, sitting to the side like a child, exuding a resentful aura.

Other customers passing by the barbecue restaurant saw this scene and assumed that Lin Han had done something to betray his girlfriend.

In an instant, she felt a strong sense of condemnation towards Lin Han—how could he bully such a cute girlfriend?!

After quickly devouring the food on the table, the two went downstairs.

In front of the shopping mall, there is a square. It is 8:30 o'clock, which is the time when people come out for a walk after eating and drinking.

The two were walking in the bustling square when, just then, singing drifted from afar.

"I still remember you saying home is the only castle, let's keep running along the rice paddy river~"

"Smile slightly, I know your childhood dreams..."

Lin Han was taken aback. He looked in the direction of the singing and saw a crowd gathered in an open space ahead, where someone appeared to be busking.

Since Lin Han became famous, "Rice Fragrance" has become one of the must-sing songs for street performers, but this is the first time Lin Han has ever witnessed it in person.

Mangzi excitedly patted Lin Han on the shoulder, "Listen, listen, it's your song!"

"I can tell."

As soon as Lin Han finished speaking, Mangzi grabbed his hand and led him into the crowd.

Lin Han then realized that it was a band performing.

The lead singer was a bespectacled, refined-looking young man. His singing skills were quite good, and his beautiful voice attracted a large crowd in the square.

Many people took out their phones to record videos, and Lin Han only managed to squeeze into a decent spot thanks to Mangzi's rampage.

After singing "Fragrance of Rice," the next song was "Nocturne."　

"Looks like this guy's a huge fan of yours!" Mangzi couldn't help but say. "There's music right here, why don't you go up and show off your skills?"

141. Orange marmalade has appeared in Shanghai!

"Forget it, I don't want to be photographed without makeup and posted online," Lin Han refused outright.

After a satisfying meal, taking a short stroll in the square and listening to a street performer sing "Rice Fragrance" is a truly delightful experience.

Perhaps, this is the meaning of creating music.

However, while Lin Han enjoyed this comfort, he had no interest in becoming someone who produced comfort.

"Ugh, this is so boring!" Mangzi muttered. "You're just not cut out to be a star."

"You caught me." Lin Han grinned.

"Actually, all I ever wanted was to make money; I didn't want to be famous."

The root cause is that Lin Han dislikes a life where people pay attention to everything he does, from eating and drinking to relieving himself.

The more fundamental reason is that the reputation reward from this ridiculous system is too low, so Lin Han has little motivation to grind for it.

"I will play Chopin's Nocturne for you, in memory of my dead love."

"The sound is like the night wind; it's beautiful to hear a heart break."

As the bespectacled young man's singing reached its climax, the onlookers cheered and applauded.

"You sang really well, you really felt it!"

"Shanghai orange marmalade is simply amazing!"

"sounds amazing!"

After another song ended, the bespectacled young man and his band bowed to the onlookers.

Thank you everyone! Thank you for your support!

The young man said this, but beneath his smiling face lay an indescribable weariness. His bandmates behind him looked the same.

Lin Han had assumed the next segment would involve financial or physical support from the audience. However, he then realized that these professional-level teenagers were actually putting on a charity performance, and there were no payment options available, such as QR codes or bowls.

Is it to sing for a dream?

Lin Han had some admiration for these young people.

Just then, the system interface suddenly popped up.

[A choice has been detected for the host. Three options are now provided for the host to choose from.]

Option 1: Successfully persuade Mangzi to go up and sing. Completion Reward: Random Intermediate Skill Card *1

Option 2: Donate 10,000 RMB to the band on the spot. Reward: Band's favorability +30.

Option 3: Go up and grab the microphone, then sing at least one song. Reward: Receive all rewards from the first two options, and gain +10000 reputation.

Seeing these options, Lin Han understood.

This brings us to his favorite part: "I have no choice at all."

Actually, if Lin Han weren't greedy for the reward, he could have chosen either option one or two. But that's only what you see on the surface.

It wouldn't be difficult to get Mangzi to sing, given her personality. However, if Mangzi goes up, her identity as a fellow traveler will likely be exposed.

The second one goes without saying; asking Lin Han to pay ten thousand yuan is practically asking him to die!

Lin Han sighed.

"Sister Mangzi, did you bring any cosmetics?"

"Cosmetics?" Mangzi was taken aback, then suddenly realized and exclaimed in surprise, "You..."

"be quick!"

"I only brought some makeup touch-ups."

"That's enough, I'll just lay a base."

......

The band's next song is also by Orange Jam, "Give Me a Song's Time".

As the bespectacled young man sang with deep emotion, "This final exit only exists after love has been given"—

Suddenly, a boy wearing a hoodie appeared from the crowd and jumped onto the stage!

The guy with glasses was stunned, and so was the band.

Under the young man's questioning gaze, Lin Han smiled and walked over to his side, taking the microphone.

"Could you give me the time it takes to listen to the whole story before saying goodbye?"

Lin Han held the microphone and sang gently, her body swaying slightly to the rhythm.

Everyone present stared in disbelief, remaining silent for a full second.

Then, he went completely insane!

"It's Brother Orange!!!" a girl screamed on the spot.

"Fuck you, am I dreaming?! The real Orange God?!" A boy grabbed his brother and shook him violently.

"Orange marmalade! Orange marmalade! Orange marmalade!!" Everyone shouted excitedly in unison.