"Didn't you say this morning that it was almost healed? Why did it get worse again?"
"Sister Yan, don't listen to Fangfang. I just accidentally sprained my ankle when I was going down the stairs. I'm fine now."
At noon, in a luxury suite at the Hilton Hotel.
While Lin Yao was talking to Mo Yan on the phone, she covered Fangfang's mouth with her other hand.
The young assistant wanted to break free and speak, but was afraid of hurting Lin Yao, so he had to be suppressed by his own troublesome artist.
“You!”
Mo Yan knew Lin Yao's character well and knew that her injury was probably not that minor. He sighed and said:
"Forget it. The third episode of 'Super Challenge' will be recorded in a few days anyway. You can just rest for a few days in Jiangrong. I've contacted a recording studio for you. You can record 'Rooftop' while you're there."
After returning to the hotel, Lin Yao told Mo Yan that Fang Xiaole had agreed to sell the song to her.
"By the way, what's the price? I'm going to the company tomorrow to continue discussing your new album with Mr. Chen. I'd like him to send someone to follow up on the payment and song copyright matters."
After arranging Lin Yao's schedule for the next few days, Mo Yan asked.
In her opinion, the songs written by grassroots singers like Fang Xiaole, including personal favors, would only earn her 30,000 or 40,000 yuan at most, and this small amount of money would only be mentioned casually with the company.
"Four hundred thousand." Lin Yao answered calmly.
"What?!" Mo Yan's voice suddenly rose. She said in disbelief, "Four hundred thousand?! Did you really negotiate like that?"
"Yes, we agreed on it. Only 400,000 yuan." Lin Yao said as a matter of course.
"Only 400,000?" Mo Yan was speechless.
"My dear aunt, why should I give him 400,000 yuan for a song written by a nobody? Do you think the company's money just fell from the sky?"
"What unknown person? I think Fang Xiaole is quite talented, no worse than those famous songwriters!"
Lin Yao was unhappy and spoke loudly to others, which was a rare occurrence. "Besides, 400,000 is not a lot. I remember the last time you negotiated the copyright for a song, it was also 200,000."
"That song was written by a well-known composer, and it only cost 200,000 yuan. No matter how good Fang Xiaole's song is, it can't possibly cost twice as much, right?"
Mo Yan felt a little strange. Lin Yao was not a reckless person normally. Why would she rashly agree to such an exorbitant price this time?
She tried to persuade Lin Yao: "And think about it, how could the company agree to spend 400,000 yuan to buy a work by an unknown composer? Even if it is good, it is only worth 100,000 yuan at most."
Lin Yao was silent for a moment, then she said softly, "I'm sorry, Sister Yan, I was too willful."
"It's okay, I'll go explain to Fang Xiaole." Mo Yan breathed a sigh of relief. As expected, she was still the gentle and well-behaved little fairy at home.
"Fang Xiaole and I will record a duet demo as soon as possible. After the company listens to it, they'll give us whatever they think the song is worth. I'll pay the remaining 400,000 yuan myself."
But Lin Yao's next words were like a series of high-altitude bombings, making Mo Yan dizzy.
"Is this song a duet between you and Fang Xiaole?"
"No matter how much the company pays, you have to pay the remaining 400,000 yuan 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 in your new album? Many of them would stop following you!
Also, why are you paying for it yourself? You're stupid! Fang Xiaole is the one selling the songs, and the company is the one buying them. You just need to sing well, why get yourself involved?
"Yes, Sister Yan, what you said makes sense!" Lin Yao suddenly came to her senses.
"What makes sense?" Mo Yan suddenly had a bad feeling.
"Fang Xiaole is the one selling the song, and I'm the one buying it. The copyright of this song belongs to me and him... ahem, it belongs to me. I should pay the entire 400,000 yuan. This has nothing to do with the company. The company just needs to agree to include this song on 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 and I don't want to give the copyright to anyone else. Besides, I've already agreed on the price with Fang Xiaole, and I don't want to be someone who goes back on their word."
Lin Yao interrupted Mo Yan and spoke in a firmer tone than ever before.
Mo Yan was speechless for a moment. She knew Lin Yao. Although she seemed weak, once she insisted on something, no one could change her.
"Okay, I'll send the studio's address and contact person to Fangfang and Lin Yao later... I hope this song won't disappoint me."
"Thank you, Sister Yan, you are the best." Lin Yao happily held the microphone of the mobile phone with a sweet voice.
"Oh, you! That's all. Just rest well and don't get hurt again."
Mo Yan was very efficient. Shortly after hanging up the phone, he sent the address and contact information of the recording studio to Fangfang.
After Fangfang contacted the other party, they agreed to record the song at 1 pm the day after tomorrow. Lin Yao could also practice singing there during the next two days.
This time was also negotiated with the other party according to Lin Yao's request, because entering the recording studio is not an easy matter.
Before that, the singer must practice the song thoroughly, polish the details, and incorporate emotions into it so that the best recording effect can be achieved.
Otherwise it is a waste of equipment and time.
Moreover, "The Roof" is a song sung by a male and female chorus, and the two choruses need to work with each other and improve their tacit understanding.
There are less than two days left from now, and time is very tight if we want to practice and get into the best shape.
That is to say, Lin Yao and Fang Xiaole must practice together for the next day or so.
And this is exactly Lin Yao’s purpose.
Wow, I can be with him for two whole days this time, so happy!
Lin Yao was so excited that she flew up in the air. She looked calm and composed. In front of Fang Fang, she sent a voice message to Fang Xiaole:
"I've arranged a recording time for the day after tomorrow at 1:00 PM. If you're free in the next two days, can we practice this song together?"
Fang Xiaole quickly replied, "It just so happens that Director Li just announced that preparations for the third recording will begin the night after tomorrow. I don't have anything to do these two days."
Lin Yao pursed her lips and immediately replied, "Then let's get started now. Send me the address and I'll come pick you up."
Fang Xiaole sent the address and location: "Okay, thank you for your help."
"It's okay. I should be the one thanking you for helping me record the song."
After the two finished their WeChat chat, Lin Yao immediately stood up from the sofa.
"Let's go quickly and don't keep them waiting."
Fangfang didn't move, she crossed her arms and walked to Lin Yao, staring at her with a look of suspicion:
"Sister Yao, are you lying to me?"
Lin Yao smiled and subconsciously smoothed the hair by her ear. "What did I lie to you about?"
"You said you only wanted to find Assistant Fang to buy songs, and you had no other intentions."
"Yeah, what's wrong?"
"Then why were you smiling so hard when you were chatting with him on WeChat just now? Sister Yao, are you in love?"
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