It turns out that her so-called "high popularity" is not really because of her songs.
"Silly girl, which female artist doesn't rely on her looks? This is not your fault, but your advantage."
Mo Yan knew Lin Yao too well and knew what she was thinking. He comforted her and continued seriously:
"If you want more people to like you and your songs, then it's best not to fall in love for the time being."
Lin Yao raised her head: "For now?"
"Yes, temporarily means until you can attract countless fans with your works alone, without relying on your appearance. When you become a true queen of the music world, you will be able to freely choose your own life."
Mo Yan gently covered Lin Yao with a blanket and said softly, "Okay, you're tired too. Go to bed early. I'll greet the owner of the recording studio. You can go record songs after you recover. I'll stay with you tonight."
Mo Yan turned off the lights, pulled out the folding bed next to the hospital bed, made it up, and lay down on it.
"Sister Yan..."
"Um?"
I don't really care about fame or anything like that. I just want to follow my heart. My heart says, I want to see him every day...
Lin Yao leaned sideways, facing Mo Yan. In the dim light, she saw that Sister Yan, who was always capable, had a face full of dust and a rare look of fatigue. The words in her heart came to her lips, but she couldn't say them.
It turns out that after becoming an artist, her own affairs are no longer her own business, and every decision she makes will affect the people around her.
"Nothing, Sister Yan, you've worked hard, good night."
"Silly boy, why am I working so hard? Um, good night."
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