It turned out that Lin Yao was really afraid of injections.

Although the nurse had been quick and gentle enough to insert the thin needle into her skin, Lin Yao was still nervous.

The cheeks were bulging, the whole body was tense, and the forehead was full of cold sweat.

"Relax, relax, don't be nervous. ”

Lin Yao's performance made the nurses a little nervous, and they almost didn't find blood vessels, so they finally pricked the needle and adjusted the speed of the infusion tube, and the nurse finally breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at Lin Yao:

"It's okay, you have a good rest...... Come on!"

The nurse pushed the trolley out of the ward, closed the door gently, and immediately trotted back to the nurse's station in three steps and two steps, and several other nurses couldn't wait to ask:

"How's it going, is it really Lin Yao?"

The nurse's face flushed with excitement: "It's her! It's Lin Yao, wow, she's really beautiful, her skin is so white, her figure is good, and the real person is more beautiful than the photo!"

"Ah, is that really Lin Yao?!"

"I like her! Why don't you want an autograph?"

"Oh, I'm so nervous, I forgot to sign it! Let me tell you, Lin Yao was very afraid of injections, and she looked so cute when she was scared......

Different from the excitement and small excitement of the nurse's station, the atmosphere in Lin Yao's ward was quiet and a little depressing at the moment.

"Xiao Zhang, drive the car downstairs and send the assistant back. ”

Mo Yan dialed the driver's phone and gave the other party Xiaole an eviction order in disguise.

"Don't bother the driver, I'll just go back by myself, it's not too far. ”

Fang Xiaole waved his hand and said to Lin Yao: "Then you have a good rest, I'll go." ”

Lin Yao looked at him, stopped talking, glanced at Mo Yan again, and finally said, "Okay, you...... Be careful on the road. ”

"Well, Agent Mo, goodbye. ”

"Assistant Fang go slowly, I'm really bothering you today. ”

Mo Yan said goodbye to Fang Xiaole politely, and when he walked out of the ward, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and he turned around and walked to Lin Yao's bed:

"Lin Yao, do you have a lot of things to hide from me?"

"No, Sister Yan, when did I hide something from you?"

Lin Yao avoided Mo Yan's gaze and smiled reluctantly.

Mo Yan stared at Lin Yao, and suddenly stepped forward and pulled down the collar on her back slightly, and the bruised skin was suddenly exposed.

"Ah, Sister Yan, ...... you"

Lin Yao was caught off guard, wanting to avoid Mo Yan's hand but it was too late.

Mo Yan leaned close to Lin Yao's back, looked down from the open collar, and saw the large shocking bruises, her hands trembled, and finally sighed:

"I knew ......"

Lin Yao lowered her head: "I'm sorry, Sister Yan." ”

"How did you get hurt?" Mo Yan asked in a deep voice.

Lin Yao didn't speak.

"It has something to do with Assistant Fang, right?" Mo Yan suddenly said, "If you don't say it, I'll ask Fangfang." ”

Lin Yao was helpless, so she had to roughly tell me how she was injured.

"So Assistant Fang indirectly caused you to be injured?"

Mo Yan frowned, recalled Fang Xiaole's performance just now, and asked again: "But he doesn't seem to know that your back is also injured, you didn't tell him?"

"It's not a big deal, so why bother others. Lin Yao said in a low voice.

"He caused you to be injured, and you told him that your injury was just bothering him?" Mo Yan looked at Lin Yao, his brows furrowed even deeper.

"People know that I have a broken foot, don't they also run back and forth to take care of me? He also bought me pork bone soup tonight, and ...... it."

Lin Yao raised her head to plead, but found that the more she said Sister Yan's expression, the more ugly it became, so her voice became weaker and weaker, and finally closed her mouth.

Mo Yan sat on the edge of the bed, took out a pack of women's cigarettes from his bag, took out one, and then remembered that this was the ward, so he had to put down the cigarette.

After a moment of silence, she turned her head to look at Lin Yao, and her voice was a little low:

"Yaoyao, you have only been debuting for a year, and you have the popularity that many artists may not be able to achieve after more than ten years of struggle, do you know why?"

Lin Yao looked at Mo Yan's expression and replied timidly, "I'm just lucky." ”

"No, it's because of your looks, your talent, and ......"

Mo Yan paused and continued: "Your personality. ”

"But I've never pretended to be a character in front of others!" Lin Yao couldn't help but retort.

"I know that many artists' personalities are pretended, but you are not, so you will have so many fans, but no matter whether the character is true or false, as long as it is established, it can't be broken, you probably don't know ......"

Mo Yan took out a pile of materials from his bag and handed it to Lin Yao:

"In addition to arranging resources for artists, the agent's job is to do a lot of analysis, which is used as the basis for formulating the direction of the artist's development, and 61% of your fans' gender composition are male fans, do you know what this means?"

Lin Yao took the information and saw that there were various data charts on it, which dazzled her, one of which was a survey on the gender, age, identity, and income of fans.

Lin Yao looked at Mo Yan in confusion, she really didn't know that Sister Yan had done so many things for her.

Seeing Lin Yao's expression, Mo Yan smiled, raised his hand and stroked her cheek: "This means that if you are in love, then your number of fans is likely to be reduced by more than half, and your popularity will also drop significantly." ”

"However, I never wanted to use this to make people like me, I just wanted them to like me to sing. ”

Lin Yao bit her lip, in fact, she had more or less thought about what Mo Yan said, but if she really broke it, she was still a little shocked.

It turns out that her so-called "high popularity" is really not because of her songs.

"Silly girl, what female artist doesn't rely on her looks? It's not your fault, it's your advantage. ”

Mo Yan knew Lin Yao too well, knew what she was thinking, comforted her, and continued to say with a straight face:

"If you want to continue to get more people to like you and thus your songs, it's best not to fall in love for a while. ”

Lin Yao raised his head: "For the time being?"

"Yes, for the time being, when you can attract countless fans with your work without relying on your appearance, and when you become a real singer, you will be free to choose your own life. ”

Mo Yan gently covered Lin Yao with a quilt and said softly: "Okay, you're tired too, rest early, I'll say hello to the boss of the recording studio, and I'll record songs when you're sick, I'll accompany you tonight." ”

Mo Yan turned off the light, pulled out the folding bed next to the hospital bed, made it, and lay down.

"Sister Yan......"

"Huh?"

I don't really care about fame or anything, I just want to obey my heart, my heart is saying, I want to see him every day......

Lin Yao turned sideways, facing Mo Yan, in the dim light, she saw that the always capable Sister Yan's face was full of dust, and there was a rare exhaustion, and the words in her heart came to her mouth, but she couldn't say it.

It turns out that after becoming an artist, her own business is no longer her own business, and every decision she makes will affect the people around her.

"It's nothing, Sister Yan, you've worked hard, good night. ”

"Fool, what am I working for, well, good night. ”