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

Mangzi raised her head, and tears streamed down her face without her realizing it.

Watching Lin Han sing so passionately on stage, a bitter smile crept onto the girl's slightly upturned lips.

"Idiot Lin Han, you didn't write me a love song, what kind of nonsense did you write for me..."

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you all doing here?! Don't you know this is dangerous?!"

At that moment, a security guard from the mall walked over, cursing and swearing, and many people hurriedly made way for him.

"You guys who are obsessed with Ming are so annoying, you've lost your minds from chasing after celebrities!"

After the security guard struggled to squeeze into the crowd with his baton, his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

"Holy crap, marmalade!! Marmalade!!" the security guard shouted excitedly.

143. Don't push him!

After the song "The Rain Is Still Falling" was finished, the atmosphere in the entire square had clearly reached its climax.

But now, Lin Han is facing a rather awkward problem.

"Everyone, I'm sorry, I have an event tomorrow morning, so I need to go back to the hotel to rest first," Lin Han said to the audience.

"No, Brother Orange, please sing one more song!"

"This has only just begun, don't go!"

"Waaaaah, how can I live without you, Brother Orange!"

"I already called my buddies and told them that Orange Jam was here. If he leaves now, I'll lose face big time!"

As soon as Lin Han finished speaking, chaos erupted below.

For most people, this might be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to see a celebrity, especially one like Orange Jam, so naturally they'd want to watch for as long as possible.

Perhaps it was because Lin Han was so approachable when he warmed up the audience that the audience became bolder and started urging Ju Zi Jiang to speak up.

Lin Han was covered in sweat. He wasn't some charity star who was happy to perform for free; he had to charge for his performances!

However, you can't show this on your face. If netizens see your miserable expression, you might end up trending on social media.

"Alright, I'll sing one more song then." Lin Han smiled helplessly.

In fact, the Shanghai fans were quite well-behaved, so Lin Han was helpless but not desperate.

Having witnessed fan mortar interception before, this level of level is nothing!

Lin Han turned his head and asked the musicians accompanying him,

"What other songs of mine do you know?"

"Orange God, we can sing any of your songs!" the guitarist said proudly.

"Just tell us the song title, and we can start playing the accompaniment right away!"

In fact, in the Chinese band scene, everyone has to know Orange Jam's songs by heart; you'd be embarrassed to perform if you didn't know them by heart! What's more, everyone in the band is a super die-hard fan of Orange Jam!

"Even 'Really Not Asleep'?" Lin Han asked.

Everyone's expression froze instantly.

"This is the only thing I really can't do." The drummer scratched his head awkwardly.

"Just kidding." Lin Han chuckled. "How about 'Confession Balloon'?"

As the soothing sound of an electronic keyboard began, all the onlookers swayed gently to the rhythm.

As one of Orange Jam's most representative love songs, this song has always been a favorite confession love song.

According to incomplete statistics, more than 30,000 people on Baidu Tieba alone have claimed to have used this song to confess their love.

It's just that the success rate of confessing one's feelings is low, but that's not Lin Han's fault.

Everyone knows the answer to this.

Does she dislike this song? She dislikes you!

"Coffee on the Left Bank of the Seine"

I hold a cup in my hand to savor your beauty.

Lip print left on the lips~

... "

Lin Han switched back to his gentle voice, taking the audience from the battlefield to the Nordic landscape, and from masculine romance to sweet love.

The vendors in the square understood the situation and started selling roses and light sticks nearby, which naturally sold out quickly.

Soon, more and more people were drawn to the singing here.

Many young couples originally came to the mall to have a meal, and after eating and drinking, they went downstairs for a walk, and happened to hear Orange Jam's song.

I was thinking to myself, who has such good taste to bring a big speaker and play Marmalade's songs in the square? Isn't that much better than street performances?

Upon closer inspection, I discovered it was the original singer, Orange Jam, performing the song, which nearly scared me to death.

As they listened to Lin Han's singing, the couples in the audience rested their heads on their loved ones' shoulders, gazing at the orange jam shimmering under the neon lights. For them, this would be a lifelong memory. Even if they separated in the future, they would still smile knowingly when they recalled this serendipitous encounter with orange jam on the streets of Shanghai.

Lin Han's appearance not only caused the huge commercial plaza to be packed inside and out, but also made the streets extremely congested.

Many locals learned about the Orange Marmalade roadshow online and excitedly drove out of their homes.

When we arrived, we realized there was no way we could squeeze in!

The crowd stretched for tens of meters, and all that could be seen were the backs of countless people.

Some were so eager to see Orange Jam in person that they even took out their wallets and patted the person in front of them on the shoulder.

"Hey bro, fifty bucks, want to switch seats with me?"

They kept changing them one by one, and the price got more expensive as they went further, from fifty to one hundred, and then to five hundred.

If Lin Han on stage knew this, he'd probably throw his microphone in anger. He's singing so hard and doesn't even get paid, while the audience is making money!

When another song ended, the number of audience members had doubled compared to before!

Lin Han knew that if he didn't leave now, he would never be able to leave again!

Before that, Lin Han turned his head and looked at the band members.

The group of teenagers looked to be around twenty years old on average, but Lin Han could tell from their performance just now.

They really do have some musical talent!

Especially the versatile rock accompaniment, which is quite good as an improvisation, and with "proper training", it has the potential to debut.

Since we've already met, let's build a connection; you never know when it might come in handy.

"Give me your WeChat ID."

Lin Han took out his phone and showed the QR code to the group.

The group was taken aback at first, but after they understood what Lin Han said, they were overjoyed!

This is Orange Jam's WeChat account!

Everyone jumped for joy, put down their instruments, took out their phones, and eagerly scanned the QR code.

For these young people, today was like a dream. First, they performed with their idol, Orange Jam, and then they even added each other on WeChat.

Even after the friend request was approved, everyone still felt a sense of disbelief and couldn't believe it.

　"Come on."

Lin Han smiled and said, "I have high hopes for you!"

"Thank you, Orange God!" Everyone bowed to Lin Han with tears in their eyes.

Lin Han waved his hand and was about to leave when he was surrounded by a large group of spectators.

"One more song, Orange Brother!"

"Please, please! Waaaaaah!!"

"Or you could take a picture with me!"

"Then I want it too!"

The enthusiastic female fans exclaimed excitedly, and behind them, even more people were trying to squeeze in.

Lin Han once again deeply understood the importance of hiring bodyguards, which is why he disliked being recognized on the street.

This is a counter-argument, because if Lin Han hired bodyguards, the probability of him being recognized would be even higher!

Lin Han felt a wave of despair. Was he really not going to be able to leave tonight?

"What are you doing! Don't block this way!"

Just then, a police officer in uniform walked through the crowd to the front and loudly reprimanded them.

"Is this a concert venue? The whole area is jammed, let's get out of here!"

Unlike mall security guards, maintaining public order is of utmost importance when dealing with the police.

As he spoke, the anxious police officer nudged Lin Han with his hand.

"Don't touch him!!!" a group of female fans roared.

144. Orange Saint

"Don't touch my brother!"

"Does this mean the police can do whatever they want?!"

"Ahhhh!!!"

In the chaos, an angry female fan shoved a police officer.

The officer stumbled and lost his balance, quickly bracing himself on the floor with his hands.

He looked up and saw that all the girls in front of him were looking at him with extreme disgust. For a moment, he felt a sense of desolation.

"What are you doing!"

Just then, Lin Han let out an angry shout.

Everyone was stunned.

He quickly went to the police officer's side, squatted down, and held his shoulder.

"Are you alright? I'm so sorry for the trouble. I'll help you evacuate the crowd!"

The police officer was stunned. He tried to calm himself down and stood up with Lin Han's help.

Then, Lin Han raised his head and shouted sternly at the group of female fans.

"Who pushed him just now? Step forward!"

In the crowd, a stylishly dressed woman timidly raised her hand.

"Apologize!" Lin Han didn't waste any words.

Damn it!

Lin Han finally had a chance to escape, and the police officers were his saviors! How could he let these damned fans ruin it!

"Brother Orange, but he pushed you first!" the woman cried out in grievance.

Other female fans echoed this sentiment.

"That's right! It's clearly his fault!"

"We are standing up for Brother Orange!"

"Even the police can't do whatever they want!"

The group complained indignantly, feeling extremely wronged after being scolded by their idol.

At this moment, more and more people noticed the melon in front of them and crowded around it.

Lin Han raised his hand, interrupting them.

In front of everyone, Lin Han said solemnly,

“Whatever the police officer does, it’s all for our safety! We’re all crammed here, causing them so much trouble. Even if he detains me here, I won’t complain, let alone just kindly advising me to leave!”