He wrote two more songs?

Not only Mo Yan, but Lin Yao, who was listening to the phone call between the two of them, also looked at Fang Xiaole in surprise.

When did he write it? Did he just write it recently?

Wow, I knew he was very talented!

I really want to listen to his new song!

Lin Yao's eyes were filled with stars and she instantly turned into an infatuated fan.

Fang Xiaole didn't notice Lin Yao's expression. While apologizing to the original authors of the two songs in his heart, he said to Mo Yan on the other end of the phone:

"Yes, Sister Mo, I've been inspiring recently. I just wrote two songs."

Mo Yan vaguely smelled the meaning of Fang Xiaole's words, and his tone became a little polite again:

"Mr. Fang, then what you mean"

Fang Xiaole said calmly: "I want to give these two songs to Lin Yao."

"Ah! Sister Yao, did you hear that? Assistant Fang, oh, planner to sell you two songs, so that you have all the songs from your new album?"

Fangfang was excited and pulled Lin Yao's arm and shook it. Seeing that Sister Yao was being held by someone, she was so angry that she was actually very anxious.

Mo Yan was much calmer, but the other party’s name changed again: “Teacher Fang, did you ask Lin Yao to come to you just because you want her to listen to the song first?”

In Mo Yan's opinion, although the song "Roof" is very good, it cannot guarantee that these two new songs are of the same high quality, and it depends on Fang Xiaole's quotation.

Mo Yan remembers it very clearly that Lin Yao bought "Roof" for a high price of 400,000 yuan.

"Yes, Sister Mo, if Lin Yao likes it after listening to it, then these two songs will be hers." Fang Xiaole replied.

"Then I will thank Teacher Fang first. I won't disturb you about music. I will treat Teacher Fang to dinner next time I come to Kyoto."

Mo Yan whispered Teacher Fang, shouting very easily, as if the alienation and alertness had never happened before.

"Okay, Sister Mo, do you want to talk to Lin Yao? Okay, Sister Mo is looking for you."

Fang Xiaole handed Lin Yao the phone.

"Sister Yan." Lin Yao took the phone and immediately heard Mo Yan's low voice in her ear:

"Yaoyao, I'm sure you are in music taste. If you really like it after listening to it, remember not to quote first. We will discuss it in the evening. Anyway, Fang Xiaole has promised to sell these two songs to you first."

Out of the inertial thinking of the agent, Mo Yan understood Fang Xiaole's sentence "If Lin Yao likes them, these two songs are hers." It was because Fang Xiaole was willing to sell the songs to Lin Yao first.

"But" Lin Yao was about to speak, but Mo Yan had already said, "Okay, let's do it. Mr. Chen talks to me about things. Remember, don't rush to quote."

After Mo Yan finished speaking, she hung up the phone. While walking to the office of the boss of Tianhai Company, she recalled Fang Xiaole's various behaviors during the call just now.

"This young man feels quite calm and has some talent. It's a pity that he is very good at matching Yaoyao. Female artists must never fall in love."

"Let's take a look at the music score first."

In the rental house, Fang Xiaole took out two lyrics and music scores and handed them to Lin Yao.

"meet?"

Lin Yao took it and saw the name of the first song. She couldn't help but look up at Fang Xiaole, lowered her head, and her cheeks turned slightly red.

meet

Is this talking about my encounter with him?

"The accompaniment of this song is mainly guitar and piano. I will sing it with the guitar first, and you can listen."

"Um."

Fang Xiaole sat on the chair, holding the guitar.

Lin Yao held her cheek with her hands, looked at him without a moment, with her expression focused and obsessed.

Wow, he seems to be glowing when he plays the guitar!

As Fang Xiaole's fingers tweaked, a gentle and melodious melody came out, and after the soothing prelude, he sang softly:

Hearing, the departure of winter

I woke up in a certain month of the year

I think, I'll wait, I'm looking forward to it

As soon as the third lyrics were spoken, Lin Yao's eyes gradually condensed.

I think, I wait, I'm looking forward to this being said to me?

Look left, right, forward

Love takes a few turns before it comes

Who will know what dialogue will happen if I meet

How far is the future of the person I am waiting for

Then, the more Lin Yao listened, the more she felt that the song was written for her, and every lyrics seemed to have penetrated into her heart.

He knows everything, he knows everything?

But he couldn't say it, so he wrote this song for me?

It's the most beautiful accident I met you

One day my answer will be revealed

The song ends, and the lingering sound lingers.

Slap sex!

"Wow, Fang Cai's song is so good!"

Fangfang was the first to applaud, and then said with regret: "It's a pity that your voice was a bit slapped. If we Sister Yao sang it, it would definitely be a sound of nature!"

Fang Xiaole put down the guitar and said helplessly to Fangfang: "Are you praising me or hurting me?"

"I don't mean that. Anyway, this song is very suitable for Sister Yao, right, Sister Yao?"

Fangfang turned her head and was startled: "Sister Yao, why are you crying?"

"fine"

Lin Yao turned her head and raised her hand to wipe the tears that kept falling from her eyes, feeling a little embarrassed.

When she heard the sentence "I met you the most beautiful accident", she was completely sure that the song was written by Fang Xiaole for herself, and a very strange feeling surged in her heart.

The heart was beating wildly, and there was a kind of sweetness that had ended the bitterness and sweetness, and the tears suddenly lost control.

"What's wrong? Is it because of the pain in my feet? Or is it because of the pain in my back?"

Seeing that Lin Yao's tears could not stop flowing down, like the pear blossoms were raining, Fang Xiaole's heart was inexplicably thrusting. He quickly took the paper on the table to her and squatted down with concern and asked.

"No, I'm just so moved, thank you."

Lin Yao took the box of paper and took several tissues to wipe away the tears from her face. Fortunately, she went out without makeup today, otherwise she would have to spend all her makeup.

"That's good, you're welcome."

Fang Xiaole breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Lin Yao was thanking him for handing him tissue in time, so she casually said, "You're welcome."

But he didn't know that Lin Yao was thanking him for writing this song for her and for writing this song for her.

"Do you like this song?"

Fang Xiaole asked, seeing a small drop of tears hanging tenaciously on Lin Yao's chin, she pulled a tissue and wiped her tears away.

Lin Yao was stunned for a moment, then lowered her head, and two shy red clouds appeared on her face.

Fangfang next to her was stunned. What happened just now?

Why did Sister Yao let a man wipe her tears?

And the movements of the two people look so natural!

Usually, doesn't this kind of work belong to me?!

"Well, I like it very much."

Lin Yao lowered her head and replied softly.

Fangfang was afraid that Sister Yao would call another 400,000 when she was in a hot mind. Then she would not be scolded to death by Sister Yan?

So she took the lead and said, "Plan Fang, you are so familiar with our sister Yao, so you have to give us a discount!"

"It's impossible to discount." Fang Xiaole shook his head.

"What?!" Fangfang widened her eyes: "Plan Fang, you can't ignore mercy. Our Sister Yao is for you."

"No need to give a discount." Fang Xiaole looked at Lin Yao with a smile.
Chapter completed!