"Didn't they all say they were getting better in the morning? Why did it get worse again?"

"Sister Yan, don't listen to Fangfang, I just accidentally fell down the stairs when I went down the stairs, and now it's fine. ”

At noon, in a superior suite at the Hilton Hotel.

Lin Yao was talking to Mo Yan on the phone, and covering Fangfang's mouth with the other hand.

The little assistant wanted to break free from talking, but he was afraid of hurting Lin Yao, so he had to be obediently suppressed by his own unconscious artist.

"You!"

Mo Yan knew Lin Yao's character well, and knew that her injuries might not be so light, so he sighed and said:

"Forget it, anyway, the third episode of "Super Challenge" will be recorded in a few days, you can rest in Jiang Rong for a few days, I contacted a recording studio for you, and you recorded "Roof" by the way. ”

After returning to the hotel, Lin Yao told Mo Yanfang that Xiaole had agreed to sell the song to her.

"By the way, what do you say about the price? I'm going to go to the company tomorrow to continue to talk to Mr. Chen about your new album, just in time for him to send someone to follow up on the payment and song copyright. ”

After arranging Lin Yao's schedule for the past few days, Mo Yan asked by the way.

In her opinion, the songs written by grassroots singers like Fang Xiaole, plus the personal love price, are at most 30,000 or 40,000 yuan, and this little money is just something that the company casually mentioned.

"Four hundred thousand. Lin Yao replied calmly.

"What?!" Mo Yan's voice rose sharply, and she said in disbelief: "Four hundred thousand?!, do you really talk to people like this?"

"Yes, I said okay, only 400,000. Lin Yao said as a matter of course.

"Still only 400,000?" Mo Yan was a little speechless.

"My aunt, why did he give him 400,000 yuan for a song written by a nobody?

"What a nobody, I think Fang Xiaole is quite talented, no worse than those famous songwriters!"

Lin Yao was unhappy, and spoke loudly to people very rarely: "And 400,000 is not much, I remember that the copyright of a song you talked about last time was also 200,000." ”

"The last song was the work of a well-known songwriter, and it was only 200,000, no matter how good Fang Xiaole's song was, it couldn't be twice as high as the price, right?"

Mo Yan felt a little strange, Lin Yao was not such a reckless person on weekdays, how could he recklessly promise someone a sky-high price this time?

She tried to continue to persuade Lin Yao: "And think about it, how could the company agree to buy an unknown songwriter's work for 400,000 yuan, no matter how good it sounds, it will be 100,000 at most." ”

Lin Yao was silent, and after a while, she said softly: "I'm sorry, Sister Yan, I'm too willful." ”

"It's okay, I'll go explain it to Fang Xiaole. Mo Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and sure enough, she was still the gentle and well-behaved little fairy of her own.

"I will record a demo of the chorus with Fang Xiaole as soon as possible, and after listening to it, the company will give as much as the song is worth, and I will pay 400,000 yuan to make up for the rest. ”

But Lin Yao's next words were like a series of high-altitude bombardments, and Mo Yan's head was dizzy.

"This song is you singing with Fang Xiaole?"

"No matter how much the company pays, you have to pay for the 400,000 yourself?"

"Lin Yao, are you crazy?!" Mo Yan, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, couldn't help it, and yelled at his "gentle and well-behaved little fairy".

"Do you know how your fans would react if they heard you sing a love song with an unknown man on your new album?

Also, why do you want to post your own money? You are stupid, it is Fang Xiaole who sells songs, and it is the company that buys songs, you just need to sing good songs, what are you doing with yourself involved?"

"That's right, Sister Yan, what you said makes sense!" Lin Yao suddenly came to his senses.

"What makes sense?" Mo Yan suddenly had a bad premonition.

"Fang Xiaole, who sells songs, is the one who bought the song, and the copyright of this song belongs to me and him...... Ahem, it belongs to me, 400,000 should be all from me, this has nothing to do with the company, the company only needs to agree to include this song in my new album. ”

Sure enough, Lin Yao's words almost made Mo Yan faint on the spot.

"Lin Yao!!"

"Sister Yan, I'm serious, I really like this song, I don't want to give the copyright to anyone else, and I've already negotiated the price with Fang Xiaole, I don't want to be a person who doesn't believe in my word. ”

Lin Yao interrupted Mo Yan's words and said in a firm tone that had never been seen before.

Mo Yan was speechless for a while, she knew Lin Yao, although she seemed weak, but once she insisted on one thing, no one could change it.

"Okay, I'll send the address and contact person of the recording studio to Fang Fang later, Lin Yao...... Hopefully this song doesn't disappoint me. ”

"Thank you, Sister Yan, you are the best. Lin Yao happily held the microphone of her mobile phone, her voice sweet.

"Oh, you, so be it, rest well, don't get hurt again. ”

Mo Yan was very efficient, and soon after hanging up the phone, he sent the address and contact information of the recording studio to Fangfang.

After Fang Fang contacted the other party, she agreed to record the song at one o'clock in the afternoon the day after tomorrow, and Lin Yao could also practice singing there in the past two days.

This time was also negotiated with the other party according to Lin Yao's requirements, because it was not a simple matter to enter the recording studio.

Before that, the singer must practice the song, polish the details, and integrate the feelings, so as to record the best effect.

Otherwise, it's a waste of equipment and a waste of time.

And "Roof" is a song sung by men and women, and the two sides of the chorus also need to run in with each other to improve tacit understanding.

There are less than two days left from now, and it is very tight to practice and run in to the best condition.

In other words, in the next day or so, Lin Yao and Fang Xiaole must practice together.

And this is exactly Lin Yao's purpose.

Wow, I'm so happy to be with him for two whole days this time!

Lin Yao's heart jumped so excited that she flew up, with a calm expression on her face, and sent a voice message to Fang Xiaole in front of Fangfang:

"I contacted the time to record the song, it's one o'clock in the afternoon the day after tomorrow, if you are free in the past two days, the two of us can practice this song more, is it okay?"

Soon, Fang Xiaole replied: "It just so happens that Director Li has just informed the preparations for the start of the third recording the night after tomorrow, and there is nothing to do in the past two days." ”

Lin Yao pursed the corners of her mouth and immediately replied: "Then let's start now, you send me the address, and I will come to pick you up." ”

Fang Xiaole sent the address positioning: "Okay, I'm really bothering you." ”

"It's okay, let you record the song for me, I should thank you. ”

The two ended chatting on WeChat, and Lin Yao immediately got up from the sofa.

"Let's go, don't keep people waiting. ”

Fangfang didn't move, clasped her hands in front of her chest, walked in front of Lin Yao, stared at her, and looked suspicious:

"Sister Yao, are you lying to me?"

Lin Yao smiled and subconsciously brushed the hair around her ears, "What did I lie to you?"

"You said that you were looking for Assistant Fang just to buy songs, and you had no other ideas. ”

"yes, what's wrong?"

"Then why didn't you close your mouth when you were chatting with him on WeChat just now? Sister Yao, are you in love?"