After listening to the duet of Lin Yao and Fang Fang last night—to be more precise, Lin Yao was singing and Fang Fang was shouting—
Mo Yan and Yang Duo looked at each other, both of them had a strange expression, a mixture of surprise and hesitation.
"This seems..."
Mo Yan hesitated a little and said to Yang Duo:
"What do you think?"
Yang Duo looked at her: "Aren't you finished speaking? What do you feel?"
Mo Yan waved her hand and said, "You are the music director, I am just an agent. Of course, you have to make the judgment on such professional matters."
"Tsk, here you go again, the agent never gets involved, right?" Yang Duo rolled her eyes, grabbed a bag of potato chips on the table, tore it open, and put it into her mouth to chew.
After chewing half the bag and thinking for a long time, she frowned and looked at Fangfang:
"Isn't your tune too out of line?"
"I'm sorry, Sister Yang Duo, it's not like you haven't heard me sing before. It was Sister Yao's boyfriend who insisted that I sing it. He said that this way the song would have soul."
Fangfang blushed and quickly threw the pot away.
"Fang Xiaole? Is this what he meant?"
Yang Duo looked at Lin Yao.
"Yes, Sister Yang Duo, don't blame him. I also think his suggestion makes sense, and I agree with it."
Lin Yao said quickly.
"Since that's what he meant, then it's fine."
Sister Yang Duo clapped her hands decisively and said, "Let's do this for this song. Lin Yao and Fang Fang will be in the recording studio together later. And when we shoot the music video this afternoon, Fang Fang will also be in the shot. I'll have someone find you some suitable clothes."
"Ah?" Mo Yan, Lin Yao and Fang Fang were all confused.
They all thought that with Yang Duo's serious personality about music, she would definitely object to Fang Xiaole's bold suggestion. Unexpectedly, Yang Duo agreed so easily.
"What do you mean? It's settled. Don't you have any objection?" Mo Yan asked quickly.
"Why should I have an opinion? Since this is the instruction from the composer, then we should just do as he says. It won't go wrong!"
Yang Duo said as a matter of course.
"The lyricist and composer?"
Mo Yan frowned and looked at Yang Duo.
"Humph, you guys, none of you use your brains! And you too!"
Yang Duo reached into the bag with his plump hand, grabbed a handful of potato chips and stuffed them into his mouth. While crunching, he pointed at Lin Yao and continued:
"You guys don't really not know the level of Fang Xiaole's songwriting, right?"
Seeing the three of them staring at each other in bewilderment, Yang Duo said with a look of dismay:
"Judging from the songs Mr. Fang has composed, he will definitely be the next Qin Yuanxi in the future, or even a better songwriter than Qin Yuanxi!"
"Wow?! No way! Although Fang Xiaole has written many good songs for Sister Yao, Qin Yuanxi has many more classic songs than him!"
Fangfang exclaimed and questioned Yang Duo's statement.
"How old is Fang Xiaole? I believe that as long as he is given enough time, he will definitely surpass Qin Yuanxi, and even..."
Yang Duo's face showed a fanatical expression. She excitedly threw away the bag of potato chips and picked up another one.
"He will be able to create world-class hits that will be popular all over the world in the future, and maybe even earn us Chinese music some overseas streaming royalties!"
"Sister Yang Duo, do you really think that I, uh, Fang Xiaole, have so much potential?"
When Lin Yao heard that a professional master like Yang Duo actually praised Fang Xiaole so much, her eyebrows and eyes immediately curved with joy. She was happier than hearing others praise herself.
"Of course, I'm actually a fan of Teacher Fang's songs. Yaoyao, when you finish your new song, can you help me connect with Teacher Fang? I want to have a conversation with him."
Yang Duo frankly expressed her admiration for Fang Xiaole.
"Wow, Sister Yang Duo, you're actually a fan of Fang Xiaole. Isn't that weird?"
Fangfang said in surprise.
"What's the big deal? I even joined Fang Xiaole's fan club!"
Yang Duo snorted.
"What? Fang Xiaole actually has a fan club?"
Mo Yan and Fang Fang were shocked and turned to look at Lin Yao.
"I, I don't know."
Lin Yao was even more confused. She was usually busy having fun with Fang Xiaole and had never thought of checking her boyfriend's popularity online.
"You are really blind to the truth. You don't understand the people around you well enough."
Yang Duo was speechless to the three people and explained:
"Fang Xiaole doesn't have that many fans right now, but they can be divided into three categories: one is creative fans like me, one is variety show fans, and the other is quite superficial, fans of his looks."
"A fan of the girl's looks?" Lin Yao frowned immediately.
"Yeah, your boyfriend's pretty good-looking, and he's a bit famous in songwriting and variety shows. It's inevitable that some women online will be attracted to his face. But I really don't understand the thinking of these crazy women. Isn't it good to focus on his talent? Why make it so superficial?"
Yang Duo said disdainfully.
"How many women like him online?"
Lin Yao asked nervously.
"There's a Fang Xiaole Universe fan club on Tieba. There are probably a few thousand people in it, and most of them are women."
Yang Duo answered.
"so much?"
Lin Yao's eyes suddenly widened, and a strong sense of crisis rose in her heart.
It turns out I have so many rivals in love?!
What should I do?
No, I must be more virtuous!
Now I only know how to cook, wash dishes, and use the washing machine to wash clothes. I don’t know how to do other housework.
This won't do. I need to learn more about housework, and...
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