Chapter 100

"It's so quiet."

On the outskirts of the road, there are green Dogtail grass, festive red cockscomb flowers and immature peas in the soil. They are wilted by the sun during the day. At the moment, they are lying on the ground.

Lin Yao walked beside Fang Xiaole, his hands and fingers intertwined and hung in front of him, with gentle steps. From time to time, she glanced at his side face secretly, smelling the smell of roadside soil and flowers, and her heart was very peaceful.

"We'll be there in seven or eight minutes, soon."

Fang Xiaole thought she was afraid and turned to comfort her.

"It doesn't matter. I'm not afraid even if this road keeps going."

Under the bright moonlight, she smiled very gently and charming, like a green pool in spring.

Fang Xiaole looked at her Yingying eyes. Somehow, her mouth was not controlled by her brain.

"Why don't you go back and I'll take you to rest?"

Lin Yao was stunned. Her cheeks flushed and she said timidly:

"Is it too fast?"

Fang Xiaole was stunned, then reacted and quickly explained:

"You misunderstood. I don't mean that. I mean, your feet are not good yet. Just find a place to have a rest. Anyway, this program has a high degree of freedom. As long as it is within the rules, guests can do anything."

"Ah? Oh... Sorry. "

Lin Yao realized that what Fang Xiaole said about rest was real rest, not what she thought. He wanted to take her to the hotel to "rest".

She covered her face with her hands in shame. She didn't dare to look at him again. She felt that she had really lost her life.

Fang Xiaole knew that Lin Yao was thin skinned and coughed:

"There is a car we have prepared at the gas station. You can drive the car anywhere, or sleep in the car for a while, and you will appear again when the pursuers and brother Hong decide the victory or defeat. In this way, you don't have to be so tired and avoid further injury."

It's already more than ten o'clock. Judging from the current situation, it's likely to record all night today. Fang Xiaole is worried that Lin Yao can't stand it, so she suggests that she just stay out of the game and don't participate in those struggles.

But Lin Yao shook her head: "no, the audience will scold me for being lazy."

Fang Xiaole thinks so. Lin Yao is very popular now. Many people stare at her every move. If she is careless, she will recruit black people. It's better to be careful.

"I didn't think it over. You can do it according to your own ideas later."

"Yes." Lin Yao nodded gently and followed Fang Xiaole closely.

In fact, the real reason why she wants to participate more in the program is not to be afraid of being hacked.

But to do everything possible to improve her popularity, earn enough of her dowry as soon as possible, and all the money she and Fang Xiaole need in their future life, so that she can have the courage to confess to him.

As for whether he could refuse himself, Lin Yao didn't think that she liked someone for the first time. She wanted to pay wholeheartedly, and then calmly wait for the result.

She is gentle and clever on the outside, but stubborn and persistent on the inside. This is her character.

Squeak squeak~~

In late September, still in the tail of summer, the cry of cicadas rang through the roadside in the suburbs.

The road ahead is becoming more and more remote. There are no street lamps. The deep darkness is dormant in the front, like a giant beast waiting for prey. It feels a little seeping.

Lin Yao stopped.

"What's the matter?" Fang Xiaole turned and looked at her.

"Nothing..." Lin Yao smiled reluctantly, but still stood in place.

Fang Xiaole understood that it was really too dark in front. It was normal for girls to be a little afraid.

At this time, Lin Yao's expression was a bit like that night on the roof, with a little hard support in slight fear.

Fang Xiaole suddenly stretched out his hand: "it's okay. I'm here."

Lin Yao was stunned and looked at his hand with a smile on his face.

In the darkness of the faint moonlight, she stretched out her hand and gently took his hand.

Fang Xiaole only felt the soft and greasy touch from the palm, and found that he had held a small palm in his hand.

"Let's go."

"Yes."

They held hands and walked silently on the dark path.

But Lin Yao was no longer afraid, but her face was a little hot.

"I have something to thank you for."

A slightly hoarse voice came from his ear. Lin Yao looked at Fang Xiaole sideways. His outline was a little fuzzy in the dark, but he could still see the gentle smile on his face.

"What's up?" Lin Yao asked softly.

"For the 400000 people who bought the roof, I bought a house for my parents in my hometown. My mother is very happy. Her biggest wish in her life is to live in a new house... Thank you."

Fang Xiaole also turned his head and looked at Lin Yao and said seriously.

"You don't have to thank me. The company paid for it."

Lin Yao hurriedly replied that she still dared not say that she bought the song for 400000. She always felt that he might be unhappy.

Fang Xiaole was silent for a moment and then said, "didn't Tianhai company buy that song? Brother Hong told me that no company would pay 400000 for a song by a grass-roots songwriter. "

With these words, Fang Xiaole obviously felt Lin Yao's men clench consciously.

He looked at Lin Yao, who suddenly became nervous, and knew he was right.

"You said you paid for the song. I have to give you a 95% discount."

Lin Yao was stunned and asked carefully, "aren't you angry?"

Fang Xiaole said strangely, "why should I be angry? I can't wait for a rich man like you to come to me every day to buy songs at a sky high price. "

Lin Yao widened her eyes, carefully observed Fang Xiaole's expression in the dark, found that he seemed really not angry, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"But you actually suffered," roof "is the top of the new song list, and you later sent me two good songs."

Lin Yao's eyes turned and asked tentatively, "why don't I make up the price difference for you?"

"Make up the difference?"

"Yes." Lin Yao pulled her finger with her other hand and said:

"Last time, sister Yan said that the songs that can reach the top 30 of the new song list can generally sell for 5.6 million, and the top five can be higher,

"Meet" is the fifth, and "women's flowers" is the eleventh. One song is 600000, one song is 800000, and "roof" is one million,

I gave you 400000 before, which should be, should be... "

Lin Yao couldn't count the five fingers. She wanted to take back the hand holding Fang Xiaole. After counting for a long time, she frowned and pursed her mouth and stuck there.

Fang Xiaole couldn't help laughing: "so you're really bad at math?"

Lin Yao was embarrassed and said, "when I was a child, I failed in math every time and was often scolded. Now I have nightmares and dream of math exams."

Fang Xiaole took her hand and looked up and down at Lin Yao: "in fact, it's also very good."

"Ah?" Lin Yao's math has always been her Achilles heel. When she was a child, she was scolded by her parents many times. Unexpectedly, someone still says it's good.

"You have a good appearance, a good voice, can write songs, and so many musical instruments. Oh, you can drive. It's too excellent to make people feel a sense of distance."

Fang Xiaole smiled and said, "now I finally found that you also have shortcomings, which is very good. I feel... Very down-to-earth."

Lin Yao opened her eyes wide and didn't understand: "I actually have many shortcomings. I'm stupid, can't speak and can't do..."

Lin Yao quickly shut up and swallowed the sentence "can't cook and do housework".

She can always remember that the strongest king of love said that men like Fang Xiaole like women who "go up to the hall and down to the kitchen" are not virtuous enough, which can not be exposed.

"You're not stupid. You just put your mind on singing. It's also good."

Fang Xiaole thought of a sentence he had seen in a book and said:

"A girl's stupidity is not stupidity, but simplicity and loveliness."