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

Marmalade! Marmalade! Marmalade!

The music department, subjected to 24/7 high-intensity PUA, finally couldn't take it anymore. They were determined to see for themselves what made this guy so special!

There are plenty of singers who write good songs, so why is it that Orange Jam can create a commercial miracle?!

Ultimately, they believe it was all about luck!

It was 6 p.m., just the time to get off work.

The employees, who would rather be scolded by their uncle than be exploited to work overtime in the past, were all gathered on the second floor of the building today, with no one leaving their posts.

When Lin Han entered the lobby on the first floor accompanied by his entourage, the crowd of onlookers upstairs immediately became excited.

"The marmalade is here!"

"Wow, he really is more handsome than in the photos!"

"She has such a strong presence! She exudes confidence even when she walks!"

"So young! I can't believe it, Orange Marmalade is really only eighteen!"

Compared to ordinary celebrities, Ju Zi Jiang's fame and media exposure are really mismatched. Being able to meet Ju Zi Jiang in person would be very exciting for anyone.

Lin Han looked up and saw a large crowd of onlookers on the second floor.

He smiled and waved to everyone.

"Oh my god! Marmalade is beckoning to me!"

"He's absolutely stunning!"

Many girls were overjoyed; at this moment, they had never felt so proud to be Bilibili employees!

Escorted by numerous staff members, Lin Han went upstairs.

Soon, many people in the crowd exchanged glances and quickly followed suit!

They are the members of the Music Section 8.

Previously, they were all competitors, and the eight departments often fought tooth and nail over the performance of their respective star performers.

Today, a common enemy has emerged. For the first time, they have joined forces to meet this legendary top influencer on Bilibili!

Lin Han's purpose in coming to Bilibili today is very simple.

One reason is to familiarize myself with the company, and the other is to record my new song, "Hair Like Snow".

Chen Yi, the music director of the Beijing branch, personally received Lin Han and showed him around the company's music department. During this time, they were followed by more than ten people; to the uninitiated, it would have looked like a leadership inspection.

If Ju Zi Jiang continues to live in Beijing, the recording and distribution of her music will be handled by Bilibili. However, because Bilibili has also set up a personal studio for Lin Han, although Lin Han is using the company's equipment, all of his operations are actually separate from Bilibili's.

As expected of a parent company.

Although Bilibili has only been in the idol industry for a short time, its scale is significantly larger than that of Pop Media. Its staff and music equipment are top-notch. Lin Han was genuinely envious.

When Lin Han heard that there were eight music departments in total, he was dumbfounded. Damn, it's so good to be rich!

Then Lin Han learned that among the eight music departments, there wasn't a single person who could carry his shoes, and he grinned from ear to ear.

"Teacher Ju Zi, are you satisfied with our equipment? You probably haven't experienced it before, have you?" Director Chen Yi asked with a smile, his tone tinged with pride.

Chen Yi, who is in charge of the music department, was also holding a grudge against the "dark horse" created by this subsidiary. He was the one who was most often mentioned at board meetings.

Knowing the situation of Pop Media, I can't say much else, but in terms of equipment, Bilibili is completely outmatched. It's no problem for Bilibili to regain some ground and suppress Juzi Jiang's aura.

To everyone's surprise, Lin Han simply smiled and spoke in a nonchalant tone.

"Well, it's really good."

"Take me to the recording studio."　

Seeing that his deliberate boasting hadn't elicited any emotional response from Orange Jam, Chen Yi felt a little embarrassed, and his lips twitched slightly.

"This way, please."

When Lin Han walked into the recording center, he was truly taken aback by what he saw.

Dozens of people sat in the lounge, all looking at Lin Han.

They whispered among themselves, their gazes towards Lin Han filled with resentment, curiosity, doubt, and jealousy...

Seeing that Lin Han seemed confused, the director beside him explained,

"Everyone here is from our music department. They all said they wanted to come and observe and learn from you when they heard that you were coming to record a song, Ms. Ju Zi."

014. Hair Like Snow

Lin Han counted them in his mind.

The small recording center was packed with no fewer than fifty people, and many had to stand in the aisles because there were no seats available.

More importantly, the atmosphere was tense and somewhat eerie. The group of people kept whispering among themselves and pointing at Lin Han.

It's as if Lin Han wasn't going up to sing, but to give a speech.

Lin Han smiled slightly.

No problem.

Lin Han is never afraid of having people around when she sings; she's only afraid of not having an audience.

Lin Han walked straight through the crowd, and everyone made way for him.

Lin Han walked into the recording studio and put on his headphones.

Through the glass wall, everyone could see Lin Han's movements in the recording studio.

While the recording engineer and Lin Han were adjusting the equipment, a man ran out from outside the studio and held up a piece of paper.

"I've got the new song that Orange Jam was going to record!"

"Let me see it quickly!"

"Don't crowd, don't crowd!"

Everyone immediately became noisy, and they all crowded forward, passing the sheet music quickly.

The song is called "Hair Like Snow".

"Hair as white as snow? Hair as white as snow?"

"Why can't I understand these lyrics?"

What is "Wolf Fang Crescent"? And what does "Stirring up dust" mean?

"It's actually a traditional Chinese style song! This really touches on a blind spot in my knowledge!"

Everyone was puzzled. As employees working in the music department, they all had a certain ability to appreciate music.

However, people were initially quite unsure about the meaning of the song "Hair Like Snow".

Although songs of this traditional Chinese style are somewhat niche, there has never been a shortage of such works.

For example, last year's "Water Journey", "Rain in Jiangbei", and "Returning Geese" all made it onto the KOL Hot List.

Traditional Chinese music is a double-edged sword. Well-written songs can truly be called masterpieces, but poorly written ones often give people the feeling of feigning illness, like someone who has no knowledge but tries to be awkward.

Given the upper and lower limits of the price range for marmalade, people really have no idea what to expect.

He can write "Midnight DJ" and "Blue and White Porcelain", who knows what he's up to this time?

At this moment, Lin Han is separated from everyone else by a wall.

During the equipment setup, he held the headphones, closed his eyes, and muttered something softly.

The employees outside the glass wall all watched him nervously.

People still feel somewhat dazed.

The legendary Orange Jam had been mentioned countless times by the supervisors, who had also put in a lot of effort to study his music. Now, this legend was sitting right there in the recording studio, ready to start recording.

Thinking about this, the fear of those who have been subjected to PUA for a long time has been awakened again!

This world is never short of musical geniuses!

There are plenty of people who can write great music, so why is Orange Marmalade so incredibly popular?!

Nobody believes there's no element of luck involved.

Today, we're determined to see just how amazing this guy is! He deserves to become a top star in the Chinese music scene in less than six months!

Director Chen Yi leaned against the wall, coldly watching the recording studio.

The sound engineer gestured to Lin Han, indicating that they could begin.

A gentle, flowing sound of water arose.

Then, the soft sound of a piano began.

Lin Han adjusted his headphones and began to sing—

"The crescent moon hangs low, and she is haggard."

I raised my cup and drank in the wind and snow.

Who overturned the cabinet of past lives, stirring up dust and trouble?

The principle of fate, through countless cycles,

Your furrowed brows and weeping cannot bring back your beauty.

Even though history has turned to ashes, my love will never die.

... "

Beautiful...so beautiful!

This is the most immediate reaction from everyone in the recording center at this moment.

The melody is exquisitely beautiful, and the lyrics are equally exquisite!

With the sound of gently flowing water, this song transports everyone to a poetic and picturesque realm.

That love, which transcends the long river of time and crosses the boundless grasslands, unfolds slowly like a scroll painting, a poignant and beautiful love between you and me, a love that defies explanation and reason.

With just the first verse, everyone's attention was instantly drawn from the orange jam to the song itself.

This is the charm of "Marmalade Love Song", this is the deep affection in the style of "Marmalade"!

There's a mandatory course in Bilibili's music department that everyone has to take: studying Ju Zi Jiang's songs.

The employees, who considered themselves to know Orange Jam very well, thought they could remain rational and provide scientific commentary from an objective perspective while listening to Orange Jam's new song.

However, they were wrong.

From the moment the music of "Orange Marmalade" begins, no one can remain rational the first time they hear it! Everyone will be drawn into the atmosphere that Lin Han personally created for them!

"...

Your hair, as white as snow, made our parting all the more poignant.

Whom did my burning of incense move?

Invite the bright moon, let memories shine, and let love be perfect under the moonlight~

Your hair, like snowflakes, fluttered down as you wept.

Whom am I waiting to grow old?

Intoxicated by the world's pleasures, intoxicated by the passing years.

With unwavering devotion, I will etch an eternal monument to your love.

......"

—That year, when you turned to leave, your silky white hair fluttered down your shoulders.

Bathed in moonlight, the snow seemed to cascade down like a waterfall, creating a dreamlike atmosphere that somehow beautified our heartbreaking farewell years ago.

At that time, the voice in my heart sincerely praying for you didn't expect anyone to hear it, nor did it intend to move anyone. It was simply me doing what I wanted to do in that moment...

If I could, I would invite the bright moon to bear witness to my vow, to prove that my memories of you are as clear and pure as the moon, without the slightest infidelity. Perhaps only in this way can the flawlessness and perfection of that love be truly highlighted...

For a moment, everyone was in a daze.