Chapter 39 (1/2)

”You mean...”

Lin Yao's words stunned Fang Xiaole, but he soon understood.

”The song we sang on the roof that night?”

”Yes!” Lin Yao nodded: ”that's the roof.”

Fang Xiaole fell into silence.

His feeling about this song is actually very special. This is the first song he remembered from the memory of the blocked earth after he came to this world.

And it was on such a frustrated night that I sang this song ”roof” with a similarly frustrated girl.

At the moment, the girl who sang the song with him suddenly came to him and said she wanted to buy the song.

This feeling is a little strange.

It's like a memory shared by two people, but one of them wants to sell it from the other's mind with money.

But Fang Xiaole soon felt a little pretentious. Don't you really think that you should be special to you when you meet someone else by chance?

Men should not be too amorous.

Buying songs is business. The price is enough.

”Yes.” Finally persuaded his Fang Xiaole to nod and look at Lin Yao: ”how much are you going to pay?”

Lin Yao thought about it. Mo Yan talked about the copyright of a song last time, which seemed to be 200000, so she replied, ”400000.”

So high?

Fang Xiaole is a little surprised. He is not a person in the entertainment industry. He doesn't know the price of a song.

However, considering that this song ”roof” comes from director Zhou after all, it should be regarded as a high standard even in this world. It is estimated that 400000 is the standard market price?

”OK, no problem. I'll sell it to you.”

Fang Xiaole thought he would be a little tangled when he said this sentence, but he didn't expect it to be very refreshing when he said it.

Maybe Lin Yao's beautiful appearance and gentle temperament make people too comfortable. Even when talking about business, people can't feel any copper smell.

”Thank you, but I have another request...”

Lin Yaomei's eyes moved and suddenly thought of a legitimate reason to be in close contact with him.

”This song is a male and female chorus. I can't sing that feeling alone, so I want you to record this song with me.”

”You want me to record songs with you?” Fang Xiaole pointed at himself in amazement and immediately laughed:

”Lin Yao, don't be kidding. You haven't heard my singing voice. Let me sing with you. Aren't you afraid I'll drag you down?”

”No! I think your voice is very special. It has a unique magnetism of bass, which matches me very much... ”

Lin Yao blushed and hurriedly added, ”ah, no, I mean, your voice matches mine.”

”Don't comfort me. I know my own voice.” Fang Xiaole smiled bitterly and shook his head, but still refused:

”I'm glad you're willing to buy my song. I can't hurt you.”

”How can you think of yourself like that?!” Lin Yao was unhappy and her eyes widened:

”You are the most special singer I have ever seen, and you are so talented. You shouldn't look down on yourself!”

Seeing Lin Yao's extremely serious expression, Fang Xiaole finally knew that she was not joking, but really wanted to sing roof with herself.

However, Fang Xiaole also has his own persistence. He likes singing, so he doesn't want to make do with it. He doesn't want to sing with his defective voice.

”Lin Yao, are you going to release this song?” Fang Xiaole asked seriously.

”Yes, it will be included in my new album.” Seeing that Fang Xiaole was so serious, Lin Yao was a little flustered and quickly sat up straight and answered.

”Since it's for your fans and everyone, you should take it more seriously. You should dedicate the best voice to everyone, rather than mixing a string of broken gongs and voices with the sound of nature. In this way, you will be sorry for the people who spent money on your album.”

Fang Xiaole sat upright and in a surprisingly serious tone.

As he said before, he can't hurt Lin Yao or make her sorry for her fans.

Singing is a very serious thing for him.