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

"this......"

"If you keep dragging this out, the whole class will be waiting for you. If you can't teach the class, it will be a waste of everyone's time," the old man sneered.

Having said all that, Lin Han had no choice but to take the notebook and go upstairs.

Lin Han slammed his notebook on the podium, glared at the old man, and then stood to the side.

The math teacher picked up his notebook and quickly saw the handwritten sheet music on it.

"You were writing down sheet music from memory in class??"

As soon as these words were spoken, a sparse murmur arose in the class.

Everyone immediately recalled Lin Han's series of incredible feats during the school festival.

"Wow, is this how top students kill time when they're bored in class?"

"Holy crap, no wonder he's our class's piano prince! He can actually write out sheet music from memory!"

"Speaking of which, I really miss his rendition of 'Blue and White Porcelain'! It was so beautiful!"

"Ahem!" The old man coughed twice, and the class immediately fell silent.

Lin Han didn't answer the math teacher's question; he didn't think the old man could understand it anyway.

Unexpectedly, the old man adjusted his glasses and began to watch seriously, then started to softly chant "Do-Re-Mi".

He actually understood it!

As the old man continued reciting, his tightly furrowed brows suddenly relaxed, and his face showed a mixture of surprise and joy.

"Wonderful! Wonderful!"

"If it were performed, it would definitely be a rare masterpiece!"

"Lin Han, did you write this piece? I've been listening to music for decades, and I've never heard this piece before!"

Lin Han panicked. He was about to make up an excuse when the old man continued to stare intently at the sheet music, muttering to himself.

"I never knew our school had such talent! I'll report it to the school! If you can pursue an arts-based major, combined with your academic performance, you'll have a bright future!"

The moment the topic of going to university came up, Lin Han choked up, and the words that were on the tip of his tongue immediately turned into:

"I was just writing it for fun because I was young and didn't know any better."

At this moment, the students below were all stunned.

They only knew that Lin Han was very good at playing the piano, but composing and performing are two completely different things!

Some students asked the teacher if they could see Lin Han's sheet music, but Lin Han wouldn't let them succeed. If the music were spread now, it would be basically ruined.

Lin Han quickly snatched the notebook from the math teacher's hand and said,

"I deeply realize my mistake, and I beg the teacher not to delay everyone's class time!"

088. Music Saint Orange Jam

Su Ruxue choked up for a moment.

Even so, the girl maintained her composure, resting her chin on one hand and stirring the pudding in the quilt with a small spoon in the other.

At the same time, she stared intently at Lin Han, seemingly deep in thought.

Lin Han, on the other hand, seemed unhurried, as if whatever choice Su Ruxue made was not important to him.

"May I ask what kind of music you would write for me?"

Finally, Su Ruxue couldn't help but ask.

"This is very important to me."

Looking into the girl's sincere and burning gaze, Lin Han knew that he couldn't fool her with mere perfunctory words.

He could understand Su Ruxue's hesitation. Her statement, "She has to play whatever she writes," sounded insecure no matter how you looked at it.

It's like applying for a maid job at a rich woman's house, and she only tells you to scrub steel wool regularly. But you don't know which steel wool she's talking about.

If you encounter a particularly bad one, that hard, black steel wire might just tear off a layer of skin from your brother's skin, saving you the cost of surgery.

After a moment's thought, Lin Han said, "Actually, I've recently become interested in instrumental music. I'd like to write a few pieces and try out different styles."

"Different styles?"

Su Ruxue put her hands on the table, and immediately made a bitter face.

"But I liked your style back then~"

"So if you want pop music, I can't help you, but I can guarantee that every song I give you will be a masterpiece!" Lin Han said.

It should be noted that he was standing before a true musician and performer, who possessed an extremely high level of understanding and mastery of music from around the world.

Such arrogant words could probably only come from Lin Han.

And he certainly had plenty of confidence!

Su Ruxue finally put away her smile and casualness, and stared solemnly into Lin Han's eyes.

“Okay, I agree,” Su Ruxue said.

"Alright." Lin Han clasped his hands together and said with a smile, "Then, let's discuss the issue of compensation."

Lin Han has taken staying true to his original aspirations to the extreme.

No matter which woman you're with, only monetary transactions can maintain a long-term strategic partnership!

"So, Ms. Orange, what kind of reward do you hope to receive?" Su Ruxue asked.

This was the first time the other party had asked him to quote a price. Lin Han thought for a while. In his understanding, a composer could earn anywhere from several thousand to tens of thousands of yuan for writing a piece of music.

However, this is the price for commercial songs. For more niche instrumental music without clear revenue streams, the price might be even lower. Moreover, this is equivalent to Lin Han writing the music and Su Ruxue buying the performance rights, not the copyright itself, so the price seems even lower.

However, the other party is Su Ruxue, so why should I be polite!

Just then, the system interface unfolded in front of Lin Han.

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

Seeing this long-awaited yet familiar notification, Lin Han was deeply moved. He had to see what gifts the system had prepared for him after so long.

Option 1: 30,000 yuan per poem. Reward: Su Ruxue's favorability +30.

Option Two: 50,000 yuan per poem. Reward: Title - [Big Spender Player]

[Option 3: Tell Su Ruxue, "I don't want to work hard anymore, just take me under your wing. I can write any song you want." Reward: Lifetime free access to the BY set]

Lin Han: 6

No, which of these rewards is even worth seeing?

Why should I be called a spendthrift just because I charged an extra 20,000 yuan?! This system is getting more and more outrageous!

As for the last item, the lifetime free BY condom, it was utterly useless to Lin Han, because there simply wasn't a size that fit him on the market! It would definitely burst halfway through, and he'd end up giving the girl a quick-fire performance right there and then!

With option three eliminated—an option that was impossible for Lin Han—he could only focus on the first and second options.

Lin Han once gained 10 points of favorability from Yan Yuli in a coffee shop, which made Yan Yuli willing to communicate honestly with him. This made it easy for Lin Han to get the job of his assistant, and indirectly laid the groundwork for the further development of their relationship.

If "+10" is already like this, Lin Han dared not even imagine how far "+30" would go.

However, Lin Han couldn't understand why charging 30,000 yuan for a song would increase his favorability by so much.

"Teacher Ju Zi?" Su Ruxue tilted her head, looking at Lin Han with a puzzled expression. "Have you made up your mind?"

This is the drawback of not having "quick thinking"; without realizing it, Lin Han had actually been thinking for so long.

"Wait a minute," Lin Han said.

He won Su Ruxue's favor by paying 30,000 yuan per song, but was scolded by the system for spending money recklessly by paying 50,000 yuan per song.

For Lin Han, earning an extra 20,000 yuan per song and an extra 100,000 yuan from five songs is something he'd consider even if the system scolded him for being a big spender, let alone being stepped on by Yan Yuli in her black stockings and given her an extremely disgusted look.　

But the problem is that Lin Han is wondering if the value gained from raising Su Ruxue's favorability is greater than 20,000 per song.

After all, Su Ruxue, with her background as a musician and her wealth of tens of millions, is a very promising individual. A good relationship could lead to more collaborations in the future.

Moreover, Lin Han vaguely felt that beneath Su Ruxue's angelic appearance, things weren't so simple.

Whether it was her joking offer to take care of him from the beginning, or her helping him increase his signing price, or her invitations to see performances and have meals, everything seemed rather inexplicable. Explaining it by saying she was "interested" in him seemed rather far-fetched, until she finally asked for his help.

If Su Ruxue did all this just to get me to write a song for her.

So, this girl's scheming and methods are really ruthless.

Lin Han wanted to give it a try.

"Thirty thousand for each song," Lin Han said.

"Eh?"

Su Ruxue was suddenly stunned.

"Thirty thousand? Thirty thousand? In US dollars?"

"No, it's 30,000 yuan," Lin Han added.

The girl's mouth dropped open—it was the first time she had ever shown such a shocked expression.

Su Ruxue had already prepared for a six-figure sum, and she wouldn't be so surprised even if it were fifty to one hundred thousand.

It's precisely 30,000, a number that seems so weak and insignificant, almost negligible.

Outsiders may not know, but Su Ruxue does. Bilibili really did spend ten million to buy Juzi Jiang. For the talented Juzi Jiang, who also holds a heavy contract, this thirty thousand is like Juzi Jiang saying to her: "Money is not important. Just accept it symbolically. I just want to complete my own music!"

What kind of spirit is this?!

As a passionate music fanatic, Su Ruxue was deeply moved. She never imagined that such a musical saint truly existed!

"Pleasant to work with."

Lin Han smiled and extended his hand.

Su Ruxue immediately grasped Lin Han's hands with both of them, her face beaming with a bright smile.

"Happy cooperation!"

089. Don't you think before you write songs?

Su Ruxue took out her phone and added Lin Han on WeChat.

Su Ruxue's WeChat profile picture was a landscape photo of the sea. To be honest, Lin Han only ever saw profile pictures like that on WeChat from the previous generation. Just having that profile picture there gave off a kind of silly vibe!

Lin Han was afraid that when she chatted with her, the other party would just send a smiling emoji.

I never imagined that Su Ruxue, who seems so charming and alluring, would be so uncharming online. Unless that seascape photo holds some special meaning for her, like her mother's ashes were scattered in that sea.

The two then added more details to the contract. In any case, whenever money is involved, a complete contract is always a safer bet.

“I will send you the electronic contract tonight,” Su Ruxue said.

"it is good."

After they finished speaking, they fell into a silent silence. They each looked at their phones and continued eating their desserts.

After Lin Han finally finished eating the entire plate of blood mixed with grave mounds, he put down his phone, looked up at Su Ruxue, and his eyes met those of the girl.

There seemed to be light in those delicate gray eyes.

After a two-second eye contact, Su Ruxue pushed the second serving of mango pudding in front of Lin Han.

"As a gift to mark our collaboration, you can have this super delicious, super bouncy, smooth, and sweet mango pudding~" Su Ruxue smiled sweetly.

Lin Han looked at Su Ruxue with a puzzled expression.

Doesn't this guy value pudding more than his own life?

You just gave it to yourself like that?

However, since Su Ruxue has gone to such lengths, it would seem a bit deliberate for Lin Han to refuse again.

"Thank you." Lin Han accepted the pudding.

In the crystal-clear cup, the yellow pudding wobbled like a jade rabbit without a center point, making one want to knead it.

Remembering that Su Ruxue never liked to talk when eating pudding, Lin Han also picked up a spoon, gently scooped off a piece, put it in his mouth, and savored it carefully.