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

"The light of righteousness! Marmalade deserves this championship!"

"Great! Bilibili didn't repeat its mistakes. It's still the little site I love!"

"Hey filial son upstairs, shut up! But to be fair, your uncle really had a change of heart this time!"

"Actually, the fandom-ization of voting is too normal. Your mistake this time was that you shouldn't have used the banner of 'finding folk masters' while condoning this fandom voting. Don't you have any self-awareness about whether those top-ranked content creators with millions of followers are ordinary people or not?"

The editorial team was deeply moved by these comments.

It turns out that everyone is still quite rational.

However, no sooner had one storm ended than another explosive piece of news broke.

The news that Orange Jam received invitations from 38 talent agencies at the same time somehow got online!

This immediately sparked widespread discussion!

"Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap, thirty-eight talent agencies!"

"Orange marmalade is truly divine! So many companies are vying for it!"

"Awesome! Suddenly I feel like Orange Jam has really pulled ahead of other content creators!"

"With Orange Jam's level of skill, would she even need to start as a trainee after joining a management company? I think even trainees who have trained for two and a half years might not be half as good as Orange Jam in singing!"

That's right, Lin Han actually released the news himself. However, he also kept his promise and didn't spread the news about the 500,000 yuan contract with Bilibili.

The reason for spreading these rumors is simple: to inflate market prices!

This is an old trick; it's not just used in the entertainment industry, but also in the e-sports industry, the live streaming industry, and so on.

The internet always seems to inadvertently reveal rumors, telling you that Company XX is planning to spend tens of millions to sign XXX, making you suddenly feel that XXX is incredibly powerful!

After learning of this news, major companies naturally raised their prices accordingly.

However, this approach is only applicable if the person in question truly deserves the price.

Lin Han is clearly someone who can be marketed now.

"Sigh, Orange Marmalade is finally going to debut!"

"A ten-year veteran fan here uninvited! I've been Juzi Jam's number one die-hard fan since her debut!"

"It's a pity. After signing the contract, Orange Jam's songs will definitely have to be charged, right? The situation where they can be directly posted in the comments section for everyone to download for free like before will probably not happen again."

"Yes, the company will probably restrict Orange Jam's freedom too. It's hard to say whether she can even post on Bilibili, let alone four songs in one night. It definitely won't happen again, sob sob sob..."

"There's no other way, we have to make a living..."

Netizens have mixed feelings about Orange Jam signing with a company, but right now the sadness seems to outweigh the joy.

Sure enough, no matter what you do, you'll eventually succumb to money. I can understand it, but it's still a pity.

However, at this time.

Orange Jam updated its status:

　"I create music simply so that more people can hear my songs. As for debuting, I have no such plans at the moment."

"Orange marmalade may fade from the scene, but it will never go bad!"

Orange marmalade may fade from popularity, but it will never go bad!

What a touching promise! It gives me a very reliable and reassuring feeling!

Netizens were truly moved by Ju Zi Jiang's performance. He actually refused all the invitations from so many well-known companies, wanting only to bring good music to everyone.

He really... I'm so upset!

If we don't idolize someone like this, then what kind of person should we idolize?!

That night, Lin Han gained a million followers on Bilibili and received a whopping 100,000 yuan in virtual gifts.

Lin Han lay on the bed counting money, while Niu Niu was so happy that he did sit-ups like crazy.

"Boom boom boom——"

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Lin Han sat up in bed.

what's the situation?

If you have no relatives or friends, who would come knocking on your door?

Lin Han put on his slippers and went to the front door.

Since the door didn't have a peephole, Lin Han simply opened it.

He wasn't worried about any dangerous individuals. With Lin Han's current off-the-charts physical skills, as long as the opponent wasn't a monster like Mangzi, he had nothing to fear.

A woman wearing a white vest appeared in front of Lin Han.

It's easy to tell from the tightly wrapped, enormous evil that this is his neighbor, a dance teacher named Bai Feifei.

"Hello~" Bai Feifei waved.

"Is there something you need?" Lin Han asked expressionlessly.

"Want to go get some barbecue?"

"what?"

“I just got back from my run and I want to grab something to eat. I have a coupon for the barbecue restaurant downstairs, but you have to spend 99 to use it, and I can’t eat that much by myself.”

Bai Feifei raised her eyebrows at Lin Han triumphantly.

Will you treat me to a meal and keep me company?

Good grief, you really have to find a high school student from across the street? Don't you have any family?

Lin Han almost laughed. "I don't even know you, and you're inviting me to eat barbecue? Are you kidding me? And you're treating me...?"

"go!"

Lin Han, wearing slippers, went downstairs with Bai Feifei.

The two went to a barbecue restaurant near the residential area.

This is an indoor barbecue restaurant with a nice decor, so it's no wonder they offer coupons.

The owner was a middle-aged man, and Bai Feifei seemed to be a regular customer. She picked up the menu and started speaking in a thick Sichuan dialect.

"Boss, give us a handful of chicken feet, a piece of pork belly, and a piece of mutton..."

"There's no more mutton!"

"What do you mean there aren't any? Then get two more eggplants and four bottles of 97! Hurry up!"

"A minute!"

"..."

Bai Feifei's heavy dialect really gave Lin Han quite a shock.

She looked like a pretty girl, but her Sichuan dialect was surprisingly fierce.

After ordering, Bai Feifei took out a pack of cigarettes from her pocket, took one out and put it in her mouth, then handed one to Lin Han.

Lin Han was dumbfounded:

"What era are we living in? Still..."

"Oh, sorry, I forgot you're a high school student. High school students can't smoke."

Bai Feifei put the cigarette away, smiled, lit her own, took a deep drag, and slowly exhaled smoke rings.

"Lin Han, do you have a girlfriend?"

061. Bai Feifei's ex

This sudden question startled Lin Hanhu.

Something is wrong with you.

"You...what did you say?"

"Someone like you must be quite popular in high school, right?" Bai Feifei took a drag of her cigarette, tucked her long hair behind her ear, crossed her legs, and said with a smile.

"Sister, we've only just met, haven't we?"

How could a woman he barely knew ask him such a pointed question? Lin Han needed to start reflecting on whether it was his own fault.

　Besides, this woman looked to be seven or eight years older than him.

"Oh~"

Bai Feifei then realized that the question seemed sensitive, and her smile became even brighter.

"Don't get me wrong, seeing you just reminds me of my ex-boyfriend, who was also a high school student."

"what??"

This is even more suspicious, isn't it?

"Beer's here!"

The owner cheerfully brought out the wine and placed it on the table.

Bai Feifei threw the cigarette on the ground, then picked up a bottle of wine, took out a bunch of keys from her waist, and had a bottle opener attached to the keys.

Bai Feifei picked up the corkscrew and neatly opened all the bottles, placing them on the table.

Those skillful movements suggest they're old drunkards.

It's late at night, and he's having barbecue and beer. I don't know what the point of working out is. Can he eat a little more?

"Drink?"

"I'll drink it, you can drink as you please."

Before Lin Han could answer, Bai Feifei had already picked up a bottle of wine and gulped it down.

"Ah~ That feels so good!!"

Bai Feifei let out a joyful shout.

Lin Han shook his head helplessly, poured some for himself, and treated it as a drink to quench his thirst.

"Actually, I didn't want to eat barbecue, I just came out to have some drinks."

"So you called me?"

Bai Feifei suddenly pointed her finger at Lin Han's nose.

"You live alone, and so do I. You don't seem like a bad person. Is it alright to treat you to some barbecue and have a chat with me?"

But you look like a bad person to me!

Lin Han was somewhat frightened, but he had to admit that this teacher was quite insightful and spoke his mind.

Sadly, perhaps because Lin Han had also lived alone for many years at a young age, he seemed to understand Bai Feifei's feelings of not wanting to stay at home at night and wanting to go out and chat with someone.

However, Lin Han didn't like being used as an emotional dumping ground. Realizing he'd been tricked, he could have gotten up and left immediately. But he couldn't help saying:

"A detailed account of high school boyfriends."

"So alike, so incredibly alike," Bai Feifei said, staring blankly at Lin Han's face.

"With your ex?"

"Yes, you're all high school students, you all have two eyes and a nose, and especially a mouth..."

"Sister, if you like this type, I have a good brother I can introduce to you. He looks exactly like your ex," Lin Han said seriously.

“Tsk, that’s different! You two have very similar facial features, both with straight noses and broad eyebrows. In ancient books, the Heavenly Court refers to the eyebrows. If the eyebrows are full and broad, such people are considered to have a wealthy and noble appearance, and they will also have a lot of luck with the opposite sex. In other words, they have a lot of romantic opportunities!” Bai Feifei said, lighting another cigarette and frowning.

"A sign of wealth and nobility?" Lin Han condensed Bai Feifei's words.

"The key is luck in love!"

"That's why I asked you if you have a girlfriend?"

Bai Feifei smiled and switched legs, crossing her legs again.

"Weren't you talking about your high school boyfriend? Why are you talking about me?"