In the hotel suite, Mo Yan was checking the video sent to her mobile phone by today's filming team.
Lin Yao pulled Fangfang to sit on the sofa and watch TV.
In fact, she asked her "tool assistant" to reply to the message for her.
"Just tell him that my singing practice went smoothly. Ask him if his work went well today?"
Lin Yao pretended to watch TV while chatting with Fangfang about the plot, covering her mouth and whispering in her ear.
"oh......"
Fangfang agreed weakly, typed on her phone with both hands, and then sent the message to Fang Xiaole.
Soon, the other party replied: "It's going pretty well. I just got off work. Assistant Liu, could you please ask Lin Yao if her feet and back still hurt? Do you want me to buy some more medicine?"
Lin Yao secretly turned her head to glance at Mo Yan, and seeing that Sister Yan was concentrating on her work, she grabbed Fangfang's hand and asked her to hold the phone closer so that she could read the message he replied.
Seeing Fang Xiaole's concern for her, Lin Yao pursed her lips, her eyes almost curved with laughter, and continued to direct Fangfang:
"Tell him that I'm not in pain anymore, I just want to eat wife cakes again."
After a pause, he added, "Wait a minute, he's a meticulous person, why don't you take a picture of my feet and send it to him first."
As he said this, he stretched his feet in front of Fangfang's nose and motioned her to take a photo.
call!
Fangfang rolled her eyes and took several deep breaths before suppressing the "humiliation" in her chest. She took a close-up of Lin Yao's feet as requested, sent it, and then typed a reply.
Fang Xiaole quickly replied, "Assistant Liu, please tell Lin Yao that there aren't many intense competition segments in this episode, but she still needs to be careful and not try too hard."
Then there was another one: "I will bring her two boxes of wife cakes when we record the show."
Fangfang numbly raised her phone and handed it to Lin Yao for her to watch. Seeing Sister Yao covering her mouth and smiling sweetly, Fangfang suddenly felt that life was bleak.
That's enough, you two!
I'm going to report you to the Humane Society!
"Just say yes, send another emoji, and ask for a kiss..."
Lin Yao once again instructed Fang Fang, but she saw the little assistant's face, which looked like she was about to be tortured to death. She stuck out her tongue in embarrassment and stopped asking for emojis. She whispered:
"Then why don't you ask him how those videos are and shoot a few more for him tomorrow?"
Fangfang nodded weakly, picked up her phone, typed and sent it over:
"Sister Yao asks you, how's the video? Do you want me to shoot a few more and send them to you tomorrow?"
This time Fang Xiaole sent it after a while:
"Assistant Liu, please tell Lin Yao that I've watched the video carefully. The song 'Woman Flower' has a bit of self-pity and a sense of sadness about wanting to love but not being loved. Lin Yao's singing is a bit sweeter, lacking the sadness and vicissitudes of life.
Although my level is average, I am quite familiar with these two songs and can help give some advice. If you are free tomorrow, please send me a few more videos. "
Lin Yao read Fang Xiaole's words carefully, nodded slightly, and had some new insights into the song "Woman Flower" in her heart. However, Fang Xiaole only talked about work and did not say what she wanted to see.
This inevitably made Lin Yao a little disappointed. She pouted slightly and looked unhappy.
Fangfang felt comfortable immediately. Let you abuse me, look, I am just a piece of wood and don’t understand what you mean.
Hahahaha.
"Hate it, what are you laughing at?"
Seeing Fangfang's gloating look, Lin Yao felt ashamed and angry and reached out to strangle her.
"I'm not laughing, Sister Yao, don't talk nonsense. Hey, it's not me who provokes you."
The two were quietly making a fuss when Mo Yan suddenly stood up with a gloomy look on his face.
"Fangfang, go and rest first. I have something to say to Lin Yao."
"Oh, okay." Fangfang quickly put away her phone and walked into her bedroom.
"Sister Yan, what's wrong?" Lin Yao looked at Mo Yan's suddenly serious expression and asked guiltily.
"Yaoyao, Sister Yan wants to apologize to you."
Mo Yan sat down next to Lin Yao and spoke softly.
"What happened? Sister Yan, why are you apologizing?"
Lin Yao blinked and held the other person's hand with some worry. Mo Yan was a very tough person, and it was the first time that Lin Yao heard the word "apology" from her mouth.
"I used to treat you like a child. Apart from singing, I didn't let you know anything else. I wanted you to live in a stress-free environment.
The result is that you are not mentally prepared for what you will encounter after becoming famous, and I didn’t think it through.”
Lin Yao understood that Mo Yan was talking about the last time she "committed suicide". It seemed that the incident had a great impact on Mo Yan. She leaned gently on Mo Yan.
"Sister Yan, it's not your fault that I'm not brave enough."
Mo Yan gently stroked Lin Yao's hair: "I will never hide anything from you again, but you will also see many things in the entertainment industry that are difficult to accept. You must be prepared to face them."
"Don't worry, Sister Yan." Lin Yao raised her head and smiled gently: "Is someone slandering me online again?"
Mo Yan nodded and handed the phone to Lin Yao.
This is Weibo's hot search list, there are two in the top ten:
"Lin Yao's new album was stillborn."
"Lin Yao is riding on Wang Yi's popularity."
The first one was posted by a big V account, saying that Lin Yao’s new album had been completely aborted, and also praised Huang Yin’s new song. Finally, it was evaluated that in the competition for the best new singer, Lin Yao had fallen behind.
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