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Lin Yao tilted her head, her beautiful eyes rolled around, and she finally came up with a new rhetoric:
"Oh, that's the case. Later, my friend felt that the song was not suitable for his singer, so he didn't buy it. I listened to that song and thought it was quite suitable for me to sing."
"That's it."
The assistant was finally deceived, but she couldn¡¯t make the final decision on such a big thing as buying a song.
"But Sister Yan's side"
"It doesn't matter. I won't make it difficult for you. I'll tell Sister Yan."
Lin Yao picked up her cell phone and dialed Mo Yan's number.
"Hey, Yaoyao, why are you so early?"
Mo Yan¡¯s voice sounded like he was not yet fully awake.
"I'm sorry, Sister Yan, I forgot it's only six o'clock."
Lin Yao stuck out her tongue, then coughed slightly, trying to make her tone more serious:
"I found a song that suits me very well. I want to buy it and include it in the new album."
"Really? Who wrote the song?" Mo Yan suddenly became energetic. She stayed in Kyoto this time to discuss Lin Yao's new album with the company.
The difference between Lin Yao and the company lies in the quality of the last three songs in the album.
The company wanted to release the album as soon as possible so that Lin Yao could cash in on her popularity, but Lin Yao felt that the quality of the last three songs was not good enough and did not want to give in.
Now Mo Yan is under a lot of pressure. While reassuring Lin Yao not to be anxious, while trying to mediate with the company's senior management, he is still trying his best to invite songs from everywhere.
If Lin Yao can finish these three songs by herself, that will naturally be the best result.
¡°It was written by a bar singer, but it sounds very good and I think it suits me very well.¡±
Lin Yao answered in a low voice.
"Bar singer?"
Sure enough, Mo Yan's interest suddenly dropped by half.
She thought Lin Yao had found some well-known songwriters in the industry, or had met Hong Sanshi through the show and asked him to write a song.
¡°It turned out to be a song written by a bar singer, so it didn¡¯t have much appeal.
"Sister Yan, that song is really nice. I sang it once. I think it is better than other songs in the album. You believe me!"
Of course, Lin Yao could hear the disappointment in Mo Yan's tone and quickly explained.
"Is it really that good?"
Mo Yan rarely heard Lin Yao praise other people's songs so much. She still trusted Lin Yao's professional ability and couldn't help but regain some interest.
"Well, really, I guarantee you will also like it after listening to it."
"Okay, do you have the contact information of the creator? I'll talk to him." Mo Yan finally agreed to talk.
"No need, Sister Yan, I have already contacted that person and we have made an appointment to meet today."
Lin Yao felt excited, but her tone was still very serious, as if she was talking about serious matters.
"You're moving pretty fast, Yaoyao, you're really paying attention to the new album this time."
Mo Yan made a joke: "If you are so capable in the future, then I will be unemployed."
"No way, I don't know what to do without Sister Yan. Then Sister Yan, should I go meet that singer today?"
Lin Yao flattered him and then revealed his true purpose.
"But isn't your foot injured?"
"Don't worry, it's almost healed. Besides, isn't there Fangfang?"
"Well, please pay attention to your own safety, and remember to ask the other party if you can record a demo so that the company can refer to it."
"I know, goodbye, Sister Yan!"
Lin Yao hung up the phone, her peach blossom eyes turned into phoenix eyes when she smiled. When she saw Fangfang looking at her, she immediately sat up straight.
¡°Finally a new song, it¡¯s great.¡±
"Sister Yao." Fangfang suddenly said, "I think you have really changed a lot recently."
"No, what has changed?" Lin Yao asked strangely.
"You used to be very quiet and didn't like to talk, but now you are smiling and cheerful, as if"
Fangfang frowned and thought for a long time, and finally said:
"A little flower longing for sunshine finally found its own sun."
Lin Yao's heart skipped a beat and she quickly interrupted Fangfang: "What? You are writing lyrics."
"Oh, maybe I'm overthinkingBar. Fangfang also felt that she was a little funny and quickly changed the subject: "Then when are we going to see Assistant Fang?" "
"I don't have his phone number. He promised to call me yesterday." Lin Yao looked at the time and saw it was only half past six: "It might be late."
So Fangfang "driven" Lin Yao back to the bedroom and asked her to rest for a while.
But Lin Yao couldn't sleep at all, lying sideways on the bed with her eyes wide open, eagerly waiting for Fang Xiaole's call.
Finally, while waiting anxiously and worried about gains and losses, the phone rang with an incoming call.
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¡°Isn¡¯t it a little too early to call someone?¡±
In the rental house, Fang Xiaole came back from morning exercise. Before taking a shower, he took out the note from "Miss Corpse" and dialed the number on it.
Glancing at the alarm clock beside the bed, it was only seven forty.
Why am I feeling a little out of sorts today?
This morning he got up at 5:50 and went for morning exercise. After going to the park to practice breathing, and then running along the old street, he passed by the old house that night again.
¡°Somehow, he stopped inexplicably and climbed onto the roof of the old house.
I sat on the roof for a while, with all kinds of thoughts running through my mind, but it seemed like I didn¡¯t think of anything. It wasn¡¯t until the first ray of morning light broke through the clouds that I got off the roof and hurried back to the rental house.
Sitting on the bench, Fang Xiaole was still a little confused.
Is that bottle of wine that I only secretly take out for a sip when I can¡¯t hold on any longer, become an inexhaustible wine cellar?
Or are you just being sentimental?
What¡¯s more, do you just have the dirty thoughts of not wanting to work hard anymore, and want to use other people¡¯s fame to pave the way for yourself?
In the end, Fang Xiaole decided to call Lin Yao as agreed.
No matter what, let¡¯s meet and talk today.
When the call was dialed, a gentle and clear singing voice sounded. Fang Xiaole could tell that it was Lin Yao's voice.
This is her song, right?
It¡¯s pretty good. I¡¯d better listen to some of her songs when I have time, so as not to expose her secrets next time in a commercial competition.
The sweet singing sounded for a long time, but no one answered the phone.
¡°Maybe it was too early and I was abrupt. Fang Xiaole was about to hang up when the other party suddenly connected.
"Hello?" For some reason, there seemed to be a tremor in the soft voice.
"Sister Yao, why are your feet" There was a nagging voice next to her, which should be her female assistant.
"Hello, is this Lin Yao?" Fang Xiaole asked politely.
"I am Lin Yao, are you Fang Xiaole?"
Before Fang Xiaole could speak, Lin Yao had already said his name.
Why does it feel like she is a little impatient?
Fang Xiaole scratched his cheek. He must have been overthinking it. The two of them had been in contact several times, and it was normal for the other party to recognize his voice at once.
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