My Wife is Obviously a Queen But She is Too Virtuous

　　 He wrote two more songs?

　　 Not only Mo Yan, but Lin Yao, who was listening to the call between the two, also looked at Fang Xiaole in surprise.

　　 When did he write it? Is it just recently?

　　 Wow, I knew he was very talented!

　　 I really want to hear his new song!

　　 There are stars in Lin Yao's eyes, instantly transforming into an obsessive fan.

　　 Fang Xiaole didn’t notice Lin Yao’s expression. While apologizing to the original authors of the two songs in his heart, he said to Mo Yan on the other end of the phone:

　　 "Yes, Sister Mo, I have been inspired recently, I just wrote two songs."

　　 Mo Yan vaguely smelled the meaning of Fang Xiaole’s words, and his tone became more polite:

　　 "Mr. Fang, what do you mean..."

　　 Fang Xiaole calmly said: "I want to give these two songs to Lin Yao."

　　 "Ah! Sister Yao, Sister Yao, did you hear me, Assistant Fang, oh, I'm not planning to sell you two songs, so don't you have all the songs for your new album?"

　　 Fangfang got excited for a while, pulling Lin Yao's arm and swaying it, seeing that Sister Yao was being held by someone on the new album, it was so dark that she was actually very anxious.

　　 Mo Yan was much calmer, but Xiao Le's name changed again: "Teacher Fang, you let Lin Yao come to you, just want her to listen to the song first?"

　　 In Mo Yan's view, although the "Rooftop" is very good, there is no guarantee that the two new songs are of the same high quality, and it depends on Fang Xiaole's quotation.

　　 Mo Yan remembers clearly that Lin Yao bought "The Roof" for a full 400,000 yuan.

　　 "Yes, Sister Mo, if Lin Yao likes it after listening to it, then these two songs are hers." Fang Xiaole replied.

　　 "Thank you Mr. Fang first, I won't bother you to talk about music, next time I come to Kyoto, I will invite Mr. Fang to dinner."

　　 Mo Yan took a mouthful of Teacher Fang, shouting extremely smoothly, as if the estrangement and alertness had never happened before.

　　 "Okay, Sister Mo, do you want to talk to Lin Yao? Okay, Sister Mo is looking for you."

　　 Fang Xiaole handed the phone to Lin Yao.

　　 "Sister Yan." Lin Yao took the phone, and Mo Yan whispered in her ear:

　　 "Yaoyao, I don't worry about your music taste. If you really like it after listening to it, please don't make a quotation. We will discuss it in the evening. Anyway, Fang Xiaole has promised to sell you these two songs first."

　　 Mo Yan, out of the agent's inertial thinking, interpreted Fang Xiaole's phrase "If Lin Yao likes it, these two songs are hers." It means that Fang Xiaole is willing to sell the songs to Lin Yao first.

　　 "But..." Just as Lin Yao was about to speak, Mo Yan already said over there: "Okay, let's do it, President Chen talks to me about things, remember, don't rush to make an offer."

　　 Mo Yan hung up the phone after speaking. As she walked to the office of the head of Tianhai Company, she recalled Fang Xiaole's various behaviors during the call just now.

　　 "This young man feels quite calm and talented. He goes well with Yaoyao...Unfortunately, a female artist can never fall in love."

　　 "Let’s take a look at the score first."

　　 In the rental house, Fang Xiaole took out two lyrics and music scores and handed them to Lin Yao.

　　 "Meet?"

　　 Lin Yao took it. Seeing the name of the first song, she couldn't help but look up at Fang Xiaole, lowered her head, her cheeks turned reddish.

　　Meet...

　　 Is this talking about my encounter with him?

　　 "The accompaniment of this song is mainly guitar and piano. I will play and sing on the guitar first. You can listen to it."

"Um."

　　 Fang Xiaole sat on a chair, holding a guitar.

　　 Lin Yao put her hands on her cheeks and looked at him non-stop with her eyes focused and obsessed.

　　Wow, he seems to be glowing when he plays the guitar!

　　 With Fang Xiaole's fingers flicking, a soft and melodious melody came out. After the soothing prelude, he sang softly:

　　 I heard, leaving in winter~~

　　 I woke up in a certain year and a certain month~~

　　 I think, I wait, I look forward to~~

　　 As soon as the lyrics of the third sentence were uttered, Lin Yao's eyes gradually froze.

　　 I think, I wait, I look forward to...Isn't this the me?

　　 to the left, to the right, look forward~~

　　Love has to turn a few turns before coming~~

　　What kind of dialogue will I meet who will~~

　　I'm waiting, how far is he in the future~~

　　 Then, the more Lin Yao listened, the more she felt that this song was written for her, and every sentence of the lyrics seemed to be poked into her heart.

　　 He knows all, he knows all?

　　 But he can't say it, so did he write this song for me?

　　 It was the most beautiful accident that I met you~~

　　 My mystery will be revealed someday~~

　　......

　　 The end of the song, the lingering sound surrounds the beam.

　　 Happiness!

　　 "Wow, Fang planned your song so good!"

　　 Fangfang applauded for the first time, and then said with regret: "It's a pity that your voice is a little broken when you sing. If our sister Yao sings it will definitely be the sound of nature!"

　　 Fang Xiaole put down the guitar and said helplessly to Fangfang: "Are you complimenting me or hurting me?"

　　 "I didn't mean that, anyway, this song is very suitable for Sister Yao, right, Sister Yao?"

　　 Fangfang turned his head, and was shocked: "Sister Yao, why are you crying?"

"fine......"

　　 Lin Yao turned her head, raised her hand and wiped the tears that kept slipping from her eyes, a little embarrassed.

　　 When she heard the phrase "I met you is the most beautiful accident", she was absolutely sure that Fang Xiaole wrote this song for herself, and a strange feeling filled her heart.

　　 The heart was beating violently, and there was an inexplicable sweetness of bitterness and sweetness, and the tear glands went out of control.

　　 "What's wrong, is it a pain in your feet? Or a pain in your back?"

Fang Xiaole saw that Lin Yao's tears couldn't stop flowing down, like pear blossoms raining, and his heart was inexplicably aching, so he quickly brought the paper from the table to her, UU reading www.uukanshu.com squatted with concern. Asked next.

　　 "No, I just...I'm so touched, thank you."

　　 Lin Yao took the box of pumping papers and took a few paper towels to wipe away the tears on her face. Fortunately, today she went out without makeup, otherwise she would have to spend her makeup.

　　 "That's good, you're welcome."

　　 Fang Xiaole breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Lin Yao was thanking him for handing the tissue paper in time, so he said casually.

　　 He didn't know that Lin Yao was thanking him for the song he wrote for her, and his intention to write the song for her.

　　 "Do you like this song?"

　　 Fang Xiaole asked, seeing that there was still a small drop of tears hanging tenaciously on Lin Yao's chin, he just pulled a piece of paper towel to help her wipe the tears away.

　　 Lin Yao was startled, then lowered her head, two shy red clouds appeared on her face.

Fangfang next to 　　 was stunned. What happened just now?

　　 Why did Sister Yao let a man wipe her tears?

　　 And the movements of the two people seem so natural!

　　 Usually this kind of work doesn't belong to me? !

　　 "Well, I like it very much."

　　 Lin Yao lowered her head and answered softly.

　　 Fangfang was afraid that Sister Yao would call 400,000 when her brain was hot, so she wouldn't be scolded to death by Sister Yan?

　　 So she took the lead in Xiao Le and said, "Planning Fang, you are such a familiar friend with our sister Yao, you have to give us a discount!"

　　 "It's impossible to discount." Fang Xiaole shook his head.

　　 "What?!" Fangfang's eyes widened: "Fang planning, you can't help but be affectionate, our sister Yao is for you..."

　　 "No discount required." Fang Xiaole smiled and looked at Lin Yao.

　　 "Because this song is for you."