Chapter 40

"Didn't you say it was almost ready in the morning? How did it get worse? "

"Sister Yan, don't listen to Fangfang. I sprained again when I came down the stairs. I'm all right now."

At noon, in a superior suite at the Hilton Hotel.

Lin Yao talks to Mo Yan on the phone while covering Fangfang's mouth with her other hand.

Xiaozhu ideal broke away from talking, but he was afraid to hurt Lin Yao, so he had to be obediently suppressed by his careless artist.

"You!"

Mo Yan knew Lin Yao's character and knew that her injury was not so light, so he sighed:

"Forget it, anyway, the third issue of super challenge will be recorded in a few days. Just rest in Jiangrong for a few days. I contacted a recording studio for you, and you recorded roof by the way."

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 about the price? I'm going to the company tomorrow to continue talking with President Chen about your new album, and just let him send someone to follow up the payment and song copyright. "

After arranging Lin Yao's schedule for these days, Mo Yan asked by the way.

In her opinion, songs written by grass-roots singers like Fang Xiaole, coupled with personal feelings, can cost up to 30000 or 40000. This little money is mentioned casually by the company.

"Four hundred thousand." Lin Yao answered calmly.

"What?!" Mo Yan's voice rose abruptly, and she said, "400000?! Do you really talk to people like that? "

"Yes, it's agreed. It's only 400000." Of course, Lin Yao's office is a tunnel.

"Only four hundred thousand?" Mo Yan is a little speechless.

"My aunt, he wrote a song by a nobody. Why give him 400000? Your money as a company fell from the sky? "

"What nobody, I think Fang Xiaole is very talented, no worse than those famous songwriters!"

Lin Yao was unhappy and rarely spoke loudly to people: "and 400000 is not much. I remember last time you talked about the copyright of a song is 200000."

"The last song was the work of a well-known songwriter, and it was only 200000. No matter how good Fang Xiaole's song is, it can't be twice as expensive?"

Mo Yan feels a little strange. Lin Yao is not such a reckless person on weekdays. How can he rashly promise others a sky high price this time?

She tried to continue persuading Lin Yao: "and think about it, how can the company agree to use 400000 to buy the work of a musician who doesn't know the noun? Even if it sounds good, it will be 100000 at most."

Lin Yao was silent. After a moment, she whispered, "I'm sorry, sister Yan. I'm too willful."

"It doesn't matter. Let me explain to Fang Xiaole." Mo Yan breathed a sigh of relief. As expected, she was still her gentle and clever fairy.

"I will record the demo of the chorus with Fang Xiaole as soon as possible. After listening to it, the company will give me as much as the song is worth. If there is not enough left, I will pay for 400000."

But Lin Yao's next words were like a series of high-altitude bombing, which made Mo's cigarette ends dizzy.

"This song is you and Fang Xiaole singing together?"

"No matter how much the company pays, you have to pay for the 400000?"

"Lin Yao, are you crazy?" Mo Yan, who was just relieved, couldn't help yelling at his "gentle and clever Fairy".

"Do you know how your fans would react if they heard you sing love songs with an unknown man on your new album? Many people will take off the powder!

Also, why do you have to pay yourself? You're stupid. Fang Xiaole sells songs and the company buys songs. Just sing good songs. What are you doing? "

"Yes, sister Yan, you have a point!" Lin Yao suddenly woke up.

"What makes sense?" Mo Yan suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Fang Xiaole, who sells songs, bought songs from me. The copyright of this song belongs to me and him... Well, it belongs to me. I should pay all 400000. This has nothing to do with the company. The company only needs to agree to include this song in my new album."

Sure enough, Lin Yao's words almost made Mo Yan faint in situ.

"Lin Yao!!"

"Sister Yan, I'm serious. I really like this song. I don't want to give the copyright to others, and I've negotiated a good price with Fang Xiaole. I don't want to be a person who breaks his promise."

Lin Yao interrupted Mo Yan's words and said in a firm tone that he had never had before.

Mo Yan was speechless for a moment. She knew Lin Yao. Although she seemed weak, once she insisted on one thing, no one could change it.

"Well, I'll send the address and contact person of the studio to Fangfang and Lin Yao later... I hope this song doesn't disappoint me."

"Thank you, sister Yan. You're the best." Lin Yao happily holds the mobile phone microphone with a sweet voice.

"Oh, you! That's it. Have a good rest and don't get hurt again. "

Mo Yan was very efficient. Soon after hanging up, he sent Fang the address and contact information of the studio.

After contacting each other, Fangfang agreed to record songs at 1 p.m. the day after tomorrow. Lin Yao can also practice songs there these two days.

This time is also negotiated with the other party according to Lin Yao's requirements, because entering the studio is not a simple thing.

Before that, the singer must practice the song, polish the details and integrate into the feelings, so as to record the best effect.

Otherwise, it is a waste of equipment and time.

Moreover, "roof" is a male and female chorus song. Both sides of the chorus also need to run in with each other to improve their tacit understanding.

From now on, there are less than two days. If you want to practice and run in to the best state, the time is very tight.

In other words, Lin Yao and Fang Xiaole must practice together for the next day.

This is exactly Lin Yao's purpose.

Wow, I can spend two days with him this time. I'm so happy!

Lin Yao was so excited that she flew up. Her face looked calm and sent Fang Xiaole a voice in front of Fang Fang:

"I contacted the recording time. It's 1:00 p.m. the day after tomorrow. If you're free these two days, can we practice this song more?"

Soon, Fang Xiaole replied: "just in time, Li Daogang informed the preparation for the third phase of recording the night after tomorrow. Nothing happened these two days."

Lin Yao pursed her mouth and immediately replied, "let's start now. Send me the address and I'll pick you up."

Fang Xiaole sent the address location: "OK, it's really troublesome for you."

"It doesn't matter. Let you record the song for me. I should thank you."

When the two ended their wechat chat, Lin Yao immediately stood up from the sofa.

"Let's go quickly. Don't let others wait long."

Fangfang didn't move. She put her hands on her chest, walked in front of Lin Yao, stared at her, and looked suspicious:

"Sister Yao, are you lying to me?"

Lin Yao smiled and subconsciously stroked her hair in her ear. "What did I lie to you?"

"You said you were looking for Fang's assistant just to buy songs. You had no other ideas."

"Yes, what's the matter?"

"Why can't you close your mouth when you talked to him about wechat just now? Sister Yao, are you in love? "