Singer Chat Group

Lin Chuan put on his mask and sunglasses, then walked out of the recording studio with his guitar.

He received an enthusiastic welcome from the recording studio's owner, Old Zhou.

Old Zhou's earlier idea of taking Lin Chuan as his master had merely been a spur-of-the-moment notion—so absurd that even he himself found it ridiculous.

Of course, Old Zhou made no effort to hide his respect for Lin Bai.

"Mr. Lin, your singing is simply incredible!"

"You flatter me." Lin Chuan smiled politely.

"Mr. Lin, from now on, whenever you come to our studio, we'll arrange our finest recording room for you, just like today.

And we absolutely won't charge you!"

Lin Chuan pretended to decline. "No, no, I should still pay. You're being far too kind."

Old Zhou shook his head solemnly. "No, no. This is the bare minimum respect I, as a fan, should show such an outstanding creator!"

Old Zhou's words were righteous and resonant.

Even the Floral Shirt he wore somehow looked much more proper.

"What kind of drink do you like? I'll get one for you right away!"

"Plain lemon water is fine."

"Alright!"

Old Zhou hurried out in tiny steps to buy Lin Chuan a drink, then looked at him eagerly.

"May I ask what this song is called?"

After hearing Lin Chuan's song, Old Zhou felt as though his body and soul had been cleansed. He could not wait to learn its title.

He was already waiting for the day it came out on a physical record so he could buy it and treasure it properly.

"Love Confession Balloon."

"Love Confession Balloon..." Old Zhou savored the name, finding it more poetic the more he thought about it.

It was far better than a certain movie that also had the word "balloon" in its title.

Old Zhou asked with concern, "Which platform are you planning to release this song on?"

Lin Chuan thought for a moment. "Penguin Music."

Blue Star did not yet have a music app like NetEase Cloud that had burst onto the scene. For now, Penguin Music dominated the market alone.

Old Zhou beamed. "That's great! I know one of their people in charge. I can help you get in touch with them, and things like the revenue split will be easy to negotiate!"

Lin Chuan raised an eyebrow. He had not expected to run into such an unexpected bonus.

Oh, this was not something Lin Bai's personality would do. Fortunately, his sunglasses hid his expression as Lin Chuan adjusted it.

He bowed to Old Zhou. "Then thank you very much!"

Old Zhou was a little flustered and hurriedly returned the bow. "No need, no need! Only with talents like you joining the Chinese music scene will it continue getting better and better!"

The way Old Zhou looked at Lin Chuan was as warm as if he were looking at one of his own nephews.

This was not merely because of Lin Bai's attitude, but more importantly, because of Lin Bai's talent.

Someone as shrewd as Old Zhou, who had weathered more than a decade in the voice acting market and still ran one of Jianghai City's top recording studios—

could listen to one song and shed sincere tears.

Lin Bai deserved every bit of special treatment.

Lin Chuan seemed to remember something and said,

"Oh, my cousin told me this song is going to be the promotional track for Head Balloon."

Old Zhou felt as though his head had been struck by a massive hammer.

His brain buzzed.

"You said this song is going to be the promotional track for Head Balloon? That Head Balloon?"

Old Zhou was already starting to talk nonsense.

Lin Chuan nodded. "Yes."

Old Zhou paced back and forth anxiously, occasionally beating his chest and stomping his feet.

He looked at Lin Chuan, wanting to speak but stopping himself, then wanting to speak again.

"Don't you think this song is a little mismatched with Head Balloon?"

Lin Chuan said seriously, "My cousin wouldn't lie to me."

Old Zhou sighed.

This young man was good in every way, except that he was too innocent and too kind.

Unlike that cousin of his...

But as an outsider, Old Zhou really could not say much.

Before Lin Chuan left, Old Zhou specifically asked for his contact information.

He also discussed something with Lin Chuan.

"I know quite a few singers, including plenty of first-tier stars and celebrities.

Once you upload the song to the Copyright Office,

I'd like to pull you into a group and promote you to them.

Don't worry, none of them would steal your song or pirate your melody."

Lin Chuan agreed to Old Zhou's request.

Blue Star was extremely strict when it came to copyright protection.

Once a pirate was caught, they had to pay twice their illegal earnings back to the copyright holder.

This even gave rise to another rather amusing situation.

Some people in the cultural industries would deliberately leak their own legitimate works and wait for them to be pirated.

Once the pirated version became popular, they would sue the pirates and make money without lifting a finger.

Back when copyright protection laws had first been implemented,

there had been a funny news story.

A webnovel author could no longer keep writing his novel, so he took leave and stopped updating.

Who would have thought that his novel would become extremely popular on a pirated website instead?

The pirated site's owner then paid a writer a monthly salary of three thousand yuan to continue the abandoned webnovel.

When the webnovel author returned from leave, he discovered that his novel was somehow still being updated on the pirated website.

So he copied the content from the pirate site word for word onto the official website.

The pirate site owner was furious and sued the webnovel author.

The result was only natural: the pirate site owner lost the case and had to compensate the webnovel author with twice the illegal income.

The person who had continued the webnovel was a lively and adorable girl.

The two of them ended up getting together.

At two in the afternoon, Lin Chuan submitted Love Confession Balloon to the Copyright Office.

He also registered a new Weibo account and posted a promotional message.

"Hello, everyone. I'm singer Lin Bai. This is the promotional song I created for director Lin Chuan's new work, Balloon. I'll sing it for everyone here."

Love Confession Balloon was three minutes and thirty-six seconds long in total, but Lin Chuan only posted two minutes of it on Weibo.

Meanwhile, Old Zhou was also promoting Lin Chuan in the group.

"Brothers, I'm not going to lie—I discovered a genius today!"

As the owner of Jianghai City's largest recording studio,

Old Zhou naturally knew only the most outstanding musicians.

In fact, Old Zhou had not been bragging when he spoke to Lin Chuan.

Most of the people in Old Zhou's chat group were musicians active at the forefront of the industry.

There were also people who were quite famous in the domestic animation scene.

There were even game designers, producers, directors, webnovel authors, and others.

These were all connections of the group owner, Brother Seven. Most were musicians, while a smaller number worked in gaming, animation, and other fields.

Of course, as unruly musicians, they still possessed a basic sense of pride.

One musician named Li Ming jumped out and said,

"Old Zhou, aren't you exaggerating a little? Geniuses aren't donkeys on the street that you can just drag over whenever you want.

Every unappreciated musician thinks they're a genius."

Old Zhou replied, "He never said he was a genius, but I think he is!"

That made Li Ming curious. "Old Zhou, did someone feed you some enchanted soup? Or is this your family's younger generation?"

Old Zhou continued replying.

"How should I put it? Even though I've only met him a few times, I feel that his eyes are especially pure and innocent."

Li Ming was speechless. "Old Zhou, go get yourself checked. See if someone drugged you."

At the same time, Li Ming tagged the group owner.

"Brother Seven, can you have Old Zhou invite that newcomer into the group? I really want to know who this newcomer is that fed Old Zhou enchanted soup."

After that, several others tagged the group owner as well.

"Brother Seven, bring that newcomer over. Old Zhou has never strongly recommended anyone before."

"I'm curious too, Brother Seven. Let him in. What if this newcomer really is a genius?"

Under everyone's tags, the group owner, Brother Seven, finally appeared and simply sent one word.

"Sure."

Brother Seven was not the seventh child in his family. His real name was Qi Ge, and he had once been one of the country's top music producers.

Overjoyed, Old Zhou immediately pulled Lin Chuan into the group chat.

He also sent Lin Chuan a private message.

"Mr. Lin, you can join the group now. Everyone in there is a top musician. With their promotion, I'm sure your song will become an instant hit!"

After entering the group, Lin Chuan looked over everyone's nicknames.

He really did spot quite a few musicians active on the charts.

Lin Chuan found the file for Love Confession Balloon.

Before clicking send, Lin Chuan gave a soundless laugh.

"Why does this feel like performing for relatives?"

Lin Chuan clicked his mouse and sent Love Confession Balloon into the group.

A moment later, the melody of Love Confession Balloon rang out from the phones of major musicians.

"By the Banks of the Seine, coffee on the left bank."

"I hold a cup in my hand, tasting your beauty..."