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President Jian: [In seclusion?]

He spoke simply and to the point, probably having heard from Sister Xin about her decision not to consider new songs before her college entrance exams.

Bai Lian wrote down a line, then took out her earphones, connected them to Bluetooth, and listened to President Jian's composition.

Her new song was different from her previous style, leaning towards a traditional Chinese aesthetic—

"Cold Season Tassels".

President Jian started with a solo pipa performance, elegant and ethereal, imbued with an ancient and stable charm yet filled with exotic sentiments. In the first second, Bai Lian envisioned a scene of yellow sand and withered bones.

After listening for a while, she remembered to reply to President Jian.

Bai Jian: [1]

On the other end of the phone.

Looking at this "1", for the first time, President Jian felt a helplessness identical to that of Jiang Fulai.