My Wife is Obviously a Queen but She is too Virtuous

"Didn't we say we were almost done this morning? Why has it gotten worse?"

"Don't listen to Fangfang, Smoke, I just accidentally broke my leg again when I was going down the stairs, but I'm fine now."

At noon, in a high-class suite of the Hilton Hotel.

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

The little assistant wanted to break free to speak, but was afraid of hurting Lin Yao, so she had to be obediently suppressed by this unsuspecting artist of hers.

"You ah!"

Mo Yan knew Lin Yao's character well enough to know that her injuries were probably not that light and sighed.

"Forget it, we're recording the third installment of Super Challenge in a few days anyway, so take a few days off in Jiang Rong, I've contacted a recording studio for you, and you'll record Rooftops by the way."

Upon returning to the hotel, Lin Yao told Mo Yan Fang Xiaole had agreed to sell the song to her.

"By the way, what's the price? I'm going to the office tomorrow to continue talking with Mr. Chen about your new album, just in time for him to send someone to follow up on the payment and song rights."

After arranging Lin Yao's schedule for the past few days, Mo Yan asked in passing.

In her opinion, a song written by a grassroots singer like Fang Xiaole, along with a personal favor price was at most thirty to forty thousand, and this small amount of money was just a casual mention with the company.

"Four hundred thousand." Lin Yao calmly replied.

"What?!" Mo Yan's voice rose sharply as she said incredulously, "Four hundred thousand?! Is that really how you talk to people?"

"Yeah, it's agreed, only 400,000." Lin Yao took it for granted.

"It's still only 400,000?" Mo Yan was a bit speechless.

"My aunt, why should he be given 400,000 for a song written by a nobody? You think the company's money falls from the sky?"

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

Lin Yao was unhappy and spoke loudly to someone very rarely, "And 400,000 isn't much, I remember the last time you talked about the rights to a song that was also 200,000."

"That song last time was a well-known lyricist's work, it was only 200,000, no matter how good Fang Xiaole's song is, it can't be twice as much higher, right?"

Mo Yan felt a bit strange, Lin Yao wasn't normally that reckless, so why would she rashly agree to an astronomical price this time?

She tried to continue persuading Lin Yao, "And think about it, how could the company agree to use 400,000 to buy an unknown lyricist's work, even if it's good, it's at most 100,000."

Lin Yao was silent, and after a moment, she said softly, "I'm sorry, Sister Smoke, I was too headstrong."

"It's okay, I'll go explain to Fang Xiaole." Mo Yan let out a sigh of relief, it really was still the same gentle and well-behaved little fairy from home.

"I'll record the chorus demo with Fang Xiaole as soon as possible, and the company will pay whatever they think the song is worth after listening to it, and I'll pay for the rest that isn't enough to make up the 400,000."

But Lin Yao's next words were like a series of high altitude bombardments, blowing Mo Yan's head up.

"This song was sung by you and Fang Xiaole?"

"You're going to make up the four hundred thousand out of your own pocket, no matter how much the company pays?"

"Lin Yao, are you out of your mind?!" The new album is a great success, but it's also a great success," he said.

"Do you know how your fans will react if they hear that you are singing a love song with an unknown man in your new album? There's going to be a lot of demonetization!

And why are you posting your own money? You're silly, it's Fang Xiaole who sells the songs and the company who buys them, just sing the songs, what are you getting yourself involved in?"

"Yeah, you've got a point, Smoke!" Lin Yao came to her senses at once.

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

"The one selling the song, Fang Xiaole, the one buying the song is me, the copyright of the song belongs to me and him.... Cough, it belongs to me, the 400,000 should all be paid by me, this has nothing to do with the company, the company just needs to agree to include this song in my new album."

As expected, Lin Yao's words almost made Mo Yan faint in place.

"Lin Yao!!!"

"Sister Smoke, I'm serious, I really like this song, I don't want to give the copyright to anyone else, and I've already negotiated a price with Fang Xiaole, I don't want to be someone who doesn't keep his word."

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

Mo Yan was speechless for a moment, she understood Lin Yao, although she seemed weak, but once she insisted on one thing, then no one could change it.

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

"Thanks Smoke, you're the best." Lin Yao happily held the phone microphone, her voice sweet.

"Ugh, you! That's it, you rest well and don't get hurt again."

Mo Yan was very efficient, and soon after hanging up the phone, she sent the address and contact details of the recording studio to Fangfang.

After contacting the other party, Fangfang agreed to record the song at 1pm the day after tomorrow, so Lin Yao could also practice her song there in the next two days.

This time was also negotiated with the other party as per Lin Yao's request, because getting into the recording studio was not a simple matter.

Before that, the singer had to practice the songs, polish the details and incorporate the emotions so that the best results could be recorded.

Otherwise it's a waste of equipment and time.

Also, "Rooftops" is a male-female song, and the two sides of the chorus still need to rub off on each other and improve their rapport.

With less than two days to count from now, time is tight to practice and get in tune with each other to the best of your ability.

In other words, in the next day or so, Lin Yao and Fang Xiaole had to practice together.

And that, was exactly what Lin Yao wanted.

Wow, she could spend two whole days with him this time, so happy!

Lin Yao's heart leaped to fly and her face looked self-conscious as she sent a voice to Fang Xiaole in front of Fang Fang's face.

"I've contacted the time to record the song, it's one o'clock in the afternoon the day after tomorrow, so if you're free in the next two days, would it be okay if we both practiced the song more?"

Soon, Fang Xiaole replied, "Just right, Director Li has just informed that preparations for the third recording will start the day after tomorrow evening, there's nothing to do in the next two days."

Lin Yao pursed her lips and immediately replied, "Then let's start now, send me the address and I'll come over to pick you up."

Fang Xiaole sent the address locator, "Okay, it's really a hassle for you."

"It's okay, I should be the one thanking you for letting you record my song."

The two ended their WeChat chat and Lin Yao immediately stood up from the couch.

"Let's get going, don't make people wait too long."

Fangfang didn't move, her hands clasped in front of her chest as she paced in front of Lin Yao, staring at her with a suspicious face.

"Yoyo, are you lying to me?"

Lin Yao smiled and subconsciously ran her hair down the side of her ear, "What did I lie to you about?"

"You said you were looking for Assistant Fang just to buy songs, no other thoughts."

"Yeah, why?"

"Then why were you laughing your mouth off when you were just talking to him about tweets? Yoyo, are you in love?"