"Fang planning, sister Yao asked you, have you seen the video clip of her recording songs on Weibo?"
In the evening, Fang Xiaole and Zhang Zhiqin were directing the staff to decorate the props in a location, when his mobile phone suddenly vibrated.
Fang Xiaole thought Luo Hui in another venue called to talk about the props arrangement. Unexpectedly, Fangfang sent a wechat.
"Brother Fang, is that president Luo?"
Zhang Zhiqin came over with two bottles of water and handed Fang Xiaole a bottle. Seeing that his expression was a little strange, he asked.
"Huh? No, No. "
Fang Xiaole quickly put down his mobile phone and asked Zhang Zhiqin, "have all the props been arranged? Let's do a drill right away to see if there's any problem. "
"It's all done. I'll let the brothers in the location group start."
Zhang Zhiqin agrees. Fang Xiaole exhales and is about to pick up her mobile phone and go back to Fangfang. Zhang Zhiqin suddenly turns around and looks at Fang Xiaole with wide eyes:
"Brother Fang, are you okay?"
Fang Xiaole naturally put his mobile phone back in his pocket and said calmly, "it's all right. Let's go."
Then he strode to the program venue where the props were arranged.
Zhang Zhiqin scratched his head. He always felt that Fang Xiaole was just a little wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.
......
Recording studio.
"Thank you for your hard work."
"Meet" and "women's flowers" were finally recorded. Lin yaochao's band teachers and staff bowed deeply to express their thanks.
"Mr. Lin is very kind. It's our honor to help you record songs for such a dedicated musician."
The band teachers and staff also bowed back to Lin Yao one after another. Their eyes looking at Lin Yao were full of admiration.
Many of them cooperated with Lin Yao for the first time. When they first met Lin Yao, they only felt that the female singer was really beautiful, but they didn't feel anything special.
But after these days of work, they were deeply impressed by Lin Yao's singing skills, musical understanding, and his focus and pursuit of perfection when recording songs.
At the same time, Lin Yao is very gentle and polite. She has no airs of "national goddess". Everyone has a good impression of her.
Someone clapped in the studio, and others applauded. Everyone sincerely expressed the hope to cooperate with Lin Yao next time.
After saying goodbye to these people, Lin Yao also took the nanny car to go back to the hotel. Mo Yan sat in the co pilot's seat, while Lin Yao and Fangfang sat in the back row.
While Mo Yan calls to arrange the release of a new album the day after tomorrow, Lin Yao quietly asks Fangfang to help her send a message to Fang Xiaole.
However, after the news was sent, Fang Xiaole didn't reply until the nanny car arrived at the hotel.
"What's the matter, Yao Yao, aren't you feeling well?"
When getting off, Mo Yan asked with concern when he saw that Lin Yao's face was a little ugly.
"It's all right, sister Yan. I'm just a little tired. I want to go back and sleep for a while."
Lin Yao hurriedly replied and looked very tired.
"Let Fangfang take you back to your room first. I'll go to the hotel restaurant to pack something for you to eat when you wake up."
Mo Yan didn't doubt him, so he asked Fangfang to take good care of Lin Yao, and he walked to the restaurant on the second floor of the hotel.
"Well, thank you, sister Yan."
Lin Yao agreed softly and dragged Fangfang into the elevator to the suite.
When the elevator door closed, Fangfang looked at Lin Yao silently: "sister Yao, I find you can play more and more!"
Lin Yao make complaints about the small assistant's Tucao, and urge him, "what about your mobile phone? See if he has a reply! "
"Oh, sister Yao, don't touch me. My mobile phone is not on me. It's in my bag."
After a burst of shouting and fighting in the elevator, Lin Yao finally grabbed Fangfang's mobile phone into her own hands.
Seeing that the screen was dark, he politely stretched out to Fangfang's face: "unlock it quickly."
Fangfang turned her eyes, stretched out her finger to unlock it, and cried and hawed: "Yingying, sister Yao, you have changed. You used to call others Xiaotiantian!"
Lin Yao ignored her and looked down at the mobile phone screen.
Fang Xiaole still didn't return the message.
Lin Yao's look of expectation became dim.
Ding, the elevator door opens. Lin Yao silently walks out of the elevator. Fangfang runs to the front and opens the door of the suite.
But Lin Yao walked into the room, drooping her head, like a small wild flower blown by the rain and wind, went into the bedroom and lay on the bed without talking.
Fangfang hurriedly followed her into the bedroom. Seeing Lin Yao's weak appearance, she had to persuade her:
"Sister Yao, maybe Fang is busy with his work. He returns to you soon every time. Something must have happened today."
"Sorry, Fangfang." Lin Yao got up from bed a little embarrassed: "was I too willful just now?"
Lin Yao feels that she has gone too far. There must be a reason why Fang Xiaole doesn't return the information. What's her temper here? And make Fangfang so embarrassed.
In the future, if... If we are together and we are unhappy because of a little thing, he will certainly think I am not a virtuous woman.
"No, sister Yao is the gentlest fairy in the world." Fangfang quickly comforts Lin Yao.
Sister Yao is such a person. She would rather endure her unhappiness than make the people around her uncomfortable.
Fangfang is a little worried. With sister Yao's character, if she falls in love or even gets married, she will be bullied by the other party.
Fortunately, sister Yao is a star. There is nothing else. At least she has money. In the future, she doesn't need a man to pay for her house and car. It's estimated that she can be less bullied.
"By the way, sister Yao." Speaking of the house, Fangfang suddenly remembered that Lin Yao had asked her before.
"In the afternoon, a real estate agent sent a house. I think it's very appropriate. Have a look."
Fangfang transferred out the photos sent by the intermediary in the afternoon and showed them to Lin Yao. Meanwhile, she introduced:
"This community is called Lanheng garden, which is less than two kilometers away from Apple station. This house is on the eighth floor, 102 square meters, three bedrooms and two halls. It is a hardbound room. There is everything in it. You can check in with your bag."
Lin Yao holds her mobile phone and swipes her fingers. From the photos, Lanheng garden is a very high-end community with a very good environment.
In such a community, the property should not be bad. If he lives in it, he doesn't have to worry about no one cleaning and no one dealing with garbage bags.
The decoration of this house is a stable and atmospheric European style, and he should also like it.
Well, the kitchen is also very spacious. When I learn to cook, I can cook for him in the future.
However, we are both busy with work. We should have little time to cook by ourselves. He may still have to eat out most of the time.
The last time she ate takeout in the studio, Lin Yao noticed that Fang Xiaole was spicy and liked Sichuan food.
So Lin Yao asked, "is there a Sichuan restaurant near this community?"
"Sichuan restaurant?" Fangfang looked at Lin Yao puzzled: "sister Yao, you can't eat spicy food. Why do you care about Sichuan restaurant?"