Chapter 39 Buying Songs at Sky-High Prices

"Didn't everyone say it was getting better in the morning? Why did it get worse again?"

"Sister Yan, don't listen to Fangfang, I accidentally sprained again when I was going down the stairs, and I'm fine now."

At noon, in a senior suite of the Hilton Hotel.

While talking on the phone with Mo Yan, Lin Yao covered Fangfang's mouth with the other hand.

The little assistant wanted to break free to speak, but was afraid of hurting Lin Yao, so he had to be suppressed obediently by his careless artist.

"You!"

Mo Yan knew Lin Yao's character well, and knew that her injury might not be that serious, so she sighed and said:

"Forget it, anyway, the third episode of "Super Challenge" will be recorded in a few days. You can rest in Jiang Rong for a few days. I will contact you with a recording studio, and you will record "The 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 Mr. Chen about your new album, just in time for him to send someone to follow up on payment and song copyright."

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

In her opinion, the song written by a grassroots singer like Fang Xiaole, plus personal affection, can cost up to 30,000 to 40,000 yuan, and this small amount of money is just a casual mention to the company.

"400,000." Lin Yao replied calmly.

"What?!" Mo Yan's voice suddenly rose, and she said in disbelief, "400,000?! Did you really talk to someone like that?"

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

"Is it only 400,000?" Mo Yan was a little speechless.

"My aunt, why should you give him 400,000 yuan for a song written by an unknown person? The money for your company fell from the sky?"

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

Lin Yao became unhappy, and spoke loudly to people very rarely: "And 400,000 is not too much, I remember last time you talked about the copyright of a song and it was 200,000."

"The song last time was the work of a well-known songwriter, and it was only 200,000 yuan. No matter how good Fang Xiaole's song is, it's impossible for the price to be twice as high, right?"

Mo Yan felt a little strange, Lin Yao was not such a reckless person in normal times, how could she rashly agree to a sky-high price this time?

She tried to continue persuading Lin Yao: "And if you think about it, how could the company agree to spend 400,000 yuan to buy an unknown songwriter's work, even if it sounds good, it's only 100,000 yuan at most."

Lin Yao was silent for a while, and then said softly, "I'm sorry, Sister Yan, I'm too capricious."

"It's okay, I'll go and explain to Fang Xiaole." Mo Yan heaved a sigh of relief, as she was indeed her gentle and well-behaved little fairy.

"Fang Xiaole and I will record the demo of the chorus as soon as possible. After listening to it, the company will give as much as it thinks the song is worth. If there is not enough, I will pay for the 400,000 yuan myself."

But what Lin Yao said next was like a series of high-altitude bombings, which made Mo Yan dizzy.

"Is this song sung by you and Fang Xiaole?"

"No matter how much the company pays, you have to pay the 400,000 by yourself?"

"Lin Yao, are you crazy?!" Mo Yan, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, couldn't help it, and yelled at her "gentle and well-behaved little fairy".

"You know how your fans will react if they hear you sing a love song with an unknown man on your new album? There will be a lot of fans!

Also, why are you posting your own money? You are stupid, Fang Xiaole is the one who sells the songs, and the company buys the songs. You just need to sing a good song, so why get yourself involved? "

"That's right, Sister Yan, what you said makes sense!" Lin Yao suddenly came to her senses.

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

"Fang Xiaole, who sells songs,

I was the one who bought the song, and the copyright of this song belongs to me and him... Cough, it belongs to me. The 400,000 yuan should be paid by me. This matter has nothing to do with the company. The company only needs to agree to release the song It will be on my new album. "

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

"Lin Yao!!"

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

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

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

"Okay, I will send the address and contact person of the recording studio to Fangfang, Lin Yao... I hope this song will not disappoint me."

"Thank you, Sister Yan, you are the best." Lin Yao happily held the phone's microphone with a sweet voice.

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

Mo Yan's work efficiency is very high, and soon after hanging up the phone, he sent the address and contact information of the recording studio to Fangfang.

After Fangfang contacted the other party, she agreed to record songs at 1:00 pm the day after tomorrow, and Lin Yao could also practice singing there in the past two days.

This time was also negotiated with the other party according to Lin Yao's request, because entering the recording studio is not an easy matter.

Before this, the singer must practice the song, polish the details, and integrate the emotion, so that the best effect can be recorded.

Otherwise it is a waste of equipment and a waste of time.

Moreover, "The Roof" is a song sung by a male and female chorus, and the chorus needs to work with each other to improve their tacit understanding.

There are less than two days left from now. If you want to practice and get in the best condition, the time is very tight.

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

And this is exactly Lin Yao's purpose.

Wow, this time I can spend two whole days with him, so happy!

Lin Yao was so excited that she flew up, with a calm expression on her face, she sent a voice message to Fang Xiaole in front of Fangfang:

"I contacted the recording time, and it will be one o'clock in the afternoon the day after tomorrow. If you are free these two days, we can practice this song more, is that okay?"

Soon, Fang Xiaole replied: "It's just right, Director Li has just notified the preparations for the third recording session to start the night after tomorrow, and there is nothing to do these two days."

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

Fang Xiaole sent an address location: "Okay, I'm really sorry to trouble you."

"It's okay, if you help me record the song, I should be the one thanking you."

After the two finished chatting on WeChat, Lin Yao immediately stood up from the sofa.

"Let's go quickly, don't make people wait too long."

Fangfang didn't move, she folded her hands on her chest, walked up to Lin Yao, stared at her suspiciously:

"Sister Yao, are you lying to me?"

Lin Yao smiled, and subconsciously stroked the hair beside her ears, "What did I lie to you?"

"You said that you found Assistant Fang just to buy songs, and you had no other ideas."

"Yes, what's the matter?"

"Then you couldn't close your mouth when you were chatting with him on WeChat just now? Sister Yao, are you in love?"