Chapter 36: The Flower Longing for Sunshine

Lin Yao tilted her head, her beautiful eyes rolled around, and finally came up with a new excuse:

"Oh, it's like this. Later, my friend felt that the song was not suitable for his singer, so he didn't buy it. I heard that song and thought it was suitable for me to sing."

"So that's how it is."

The little assistant was finally fooled, but she couldn't decide on such a big matter as buying songs.

"But sister Yan..."

"It's okay, I won't make it difficult for you, I'll tell Sister Yan."

Lin Yao picked up her mobile phone and dialed Mo Yan's number.

"Hey, Yaoyao, why is it so early?"

Mo Yan's voice sounded like he was not fully awake yet.

"Sorry, sister Yan, I forgot it's only six o'clock."

Lin Yao stuck out her tongue, then coughed lightly, trying to make her tone a little more serious:

"I found a song that suits me very well, and I want to buy it and include it in a new album."

"Really? Who wrote the song?" Mo Yan suddenly regained her spirits. She stayed in the capital 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 on 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 she didn't want to settle for it.

Now Mo Yan is under a lot of pressure, while reassuring Lin Yao that she is not in a hurry, at the same time mediating with the company's senior management, and at the same time trying her best to invite songs from everywhere.

If Lin Yao can handle these three songs by herself, that would be the best result.

"It was written by a pub singer, but it sounds 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 halved.

She also thought that Lin Yao found some well-known songwriters in the industry, or 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 good, I sang it once, I think it's better than the other songs in the album, trust me!"

Of course Lin Yao could hear the disappointment in Mo Yan's tone, and quickly explained.

"Is it really that good?"

It was rare for Mo Yan to hear Lin Yao praise other people's songs so much. She still trusted Lin Yao's professional ability, so she couldn't help but aroused her interest again.

"Well, really, I promise you'll like it too."

"Okay then, 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've already contacted that person, and we made an appointment to meet today."

Lin Yao jumped up in her heart, but her tone was still very serious, as if she was talking about serious business.

"The action is pretty fast, Yaoyao, you really paid attention to the new album this time."

Mo Yan made a joke: "If you are so capable in the future, then I should lose my job."

"No way, I don't know what to do without Sister Yan, so Sister Yan, I'm going to meet that singer today?"

Lin Yao flattered her, and then revealed her real purpose.

"But didn't you hurt your foot?"

"Don't worry, it's almost healed, besides, isn't there Fangfang?"

"Okay then, pay attention to your own safety, remember to ask the other party if they can record a demo, so that the company can refer to it."

"Understood, goodbye, sister Yan!"

Lin Yao hung up the phone, her peach blossom eyes turned into phoenix eyes, and seeing Fangfang looking at her, she immediately sat up straight.

"It's great to finally get a new song done."

"Sister Yao." Fang Fang said suddenly, "I think you have really changed a lot recently."

"No,

What changed? " Lin Yao asked strangely.

"In the past, you were always 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 has finally found its own sun."

Lin Yao's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly interrupted Fangfang: "What, you're writing lyrics."

"Oh, maybe I'm thinking too much." Fangfang also felt a little funny, and quickly changed the subject: "Then when shall we meet Assistant Fang?"

"I don't have his phone number. I agreed yesterday that he called me." Lin Yao looked at the time, and it was only half past six: "Maybe it will be later."

So Fangfang "drives" Lin Yao back to the bedroom and asks her to rest for a while.

But Lin Yao couldn't sleep at all, she lay sideways on the bed with her eyes wide open, waiting anxiously for Fang Xiaole's call.

Finally, while waiting anxiously and worrying about gains and losses, the phone rang.

...

...

"Isn't it a little too early to call someone?"

In the rental house, Fang Xiaole came back from morning exercise, took out the note from "Miss Corpse" before taking a shower, and dialed the number on it.

Glancing at the alarm clock next to the bed, it was only seven forty.

Why am I a little restless today?

He got up at 5:50 this morning to go to morning exercises. After going to the park to practice breath, and then ran along the old street, he passed by the old house that night again.

Somehow, he inexplicably stopped and climbed onto the roof of the old house.

Sitting on the roof for a long time, all kinds of thoughts came to my mind, but I didn't seem to think about anything until the first ray of morning light in the sky broke through the clouds, then I got off the roof and hurried back to the rental house.

Sitting on the bench, Fang Xiaole was still a little dazed.

Is that bottle of wine that you will secretly take out for a sip only when you can't hold on anymore, is it going to become an inexhaustible wine cellar?

Or just self-indulgent?

What's more, I just have that kind of dirty mind that I don't want to work hard anymore, and I want to use other people's fame to pave the way for myself?

In the end, Fang Xiaole decided to call Lin Yao as agreed.

Anyway, let's meet and talk today.

When the phone was dialed, a gentle and clear singing sounded, and Fang Xiaole could tell that it was Lin Yao's voice.

This is her song, right?

It's quite nice, I'd better find some of her songs and listen to them when I have time, so as not to reveal my secrets in the next commercial bragging.

The melodious singing rang for a long time, but no one answered the phone.

Probably it was too early, because I was being abrupt. Fang Xiaole was about to hang up, when the other party suddenly connected.

"Hello?" For some reason, there seemed to be a slight 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'm Lin Yao, you, are you Fang Xiaole?"

Before Fang Xiaole could speak, Lin Yao had already spoken his name.

Why does it feel like she can't wait?

Fang Xiaole scratched her cheek, she must have been thinking too much, the two had contacted several times, and it was normal for the other party to recognize her own voice.

"It's me. Yesterday you said you had something to talk to me about. May I ask what it is?"