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It turns out that Lin Yao is really afraid of injections.
Although the nurse inserted the thin needle into her skin quickly and gently, Lin Yao was still very nervous.
My cheeks were bulging from my bite, my whole body was tense, and my forehead was covered with cold sweat.
"Relax, relax, don't be nervous."
Lin Yao¡¯s performance made the nurse a little nervous. She almost couldn¡¯t find the blood vessel. After finally inserting the needle and adjusting the speed of the infusion tube, the nurse finally breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at Lin Yao:
¡°That¡¯s it, you have a good restcome on!¡±
The nurse pushed the trolley out of the ward, closed the door gently, and immediately trotted back to the nurse's station in three steps and two steps at a time. Several other nurses couldn't wait to ask:
"How about it? Is it really Lin Yao?"
The nurse¡¯s face flushed with excitement: ¡°It¡¯s her! It¡¯s Lin Yao. Wow, she¡¯s really beautiful, with white skin and a good figure. She¡¯s even prettier in person than in the photos!¡±
"Ah, is it really that Lin Yao?!"
"I really like her! Why don't you want an autograph?"
"Oh, I was so nervous that I forgot to ask for an autograph! Let me tell you, Lin Yao is really afraid of injections. She looks so scared"
Unlike the excitement and excitement at the nurse's station, the atmosphere in Lin Yao's ward was quiet and somewhat depressing at the moment.
"Xiao Zhang, drive the car downstairs and send Assistant Fang back."
Mo Yan dialed the driver¡¯s phone number and issued an eviction order to Fang Xiaole in disguise.
"Don't bother the driver. I can go back by myself. It's not too far."
Fang Xiaole waved his hand and said to Lin Yao: "Then you have a good rest, I'm leaving."
Lin Yao looked at him, hesitated to speak, glanced at Mo Yan again, and finally said: "Okay, yoube careful on the road."
"Well, Agent Mo, goodbye."
"Assistant Fang, walk slowly, I'm really troubling you today."
Mo Yan said goodbye to Fang Xiaole politely. When he walked out of the ward, the smile on his face gradually disappeared. He turned around and walked to Lin Yao's bed:
"Lin Yao, are you hiding a lot from me?"
"No, Sister Yan, when did I hide something from you?"
Lin Yao avoided Mo Yan's gaze and forced a smile.
Mo Yan stared at Lin Yao, and suddenly stepped forward and pulled the collar of her back down slightly, and the bruised skin was immediately exposed.
"Ah, Sister Yan, you"
Lin Yao was caught off guard and tried to avoid Mo Yan's hand but it was too late.
Mo Yan leaned close to Lin Yao's back, looked down from the unbuttoned collar, and saw the shocking bruises. Her hands shook, and she finally sighed:
"I knew it"
Lin Yao lowered her head: "I'm sorry, Sister Yan."
"How did you get injured?" Mo Yan asked in a deep voice.
Lin Yao said nothing.
"It has something to do with Assistant Fang, right?" Mo Yan suddenly said: "If you don't tell me, I will ask Fangfang."
Lin Yao had no choice but to briefly tell the story of her injury.
"So Assistant Fang indirectly caused your injury?"
Mo Yan frowned, recalling Fang Xiaole's performance just now, and asked: "But he didn't seem to know that your back was also injured. Didn't you tell him?"
"It's not a big deal, why bother others." Lin Yao whispered.
"He caused you to be injured. You told him about your injury just to disturb him?" Mo Yan looked at Lin Yao and frowned deeper.
"When people knew I had a sprained foot, didn't they rush to take care of me? He even bought me pork bone soup tonight, and"
Lin Yao raised her head to defend, but found that the more she spoke, the uglier Sister Yan's expression became, so her voice became weaker and weaker, and she finally closed her mouth.
Mo Yan sat by the bed, took out a pack of women's cigarettes from his bag, took out one, and then remembered that this was a ward, so he had to put down the cigarette.
After a moment of silence, she turned to look at Lin Yao and said in a low voice:
"Yao Yao, you have only been out for a year, but you have already achieved a level of popularity that many artists may not be able to achieve after more than ten years of hard work. Do you know why?"
Lin Yao looked at Mo Yan's expression and timidly replied: "I'm just lucky."
"No, it's because of your appearance, your talent, and"
Mo Yan paused and continued:?Your persona. "
"But I have never pretended to be a person in front of others!" Lin Yao couldn't help but retort.
"I know that many artists' personalities are fake, but you are not, that's why you have so many fans, but no matter whether the personality is true or false, once it is established, it cannot be broken. You probably don't know ¡±
Mo Yan took out a stack of information from his bag and handed it to Lin Yao:
"In addition to arranging resources for artists, an agent's job also requires a lot of analysis to be used as a basis for formulating the artist's development direction. Among the gender composition of your fans, 61% are male fans. Do you know what this means?"
Lin Yao took the information and saw that there were various data charts on it, which dazzled her. One of them was a survey on the gender, age, identity, and income of fans.
Lin Yao looked at Mo Yan in confusion. She really didn¡¯t know that Sister Yan had done so many things for her.
Seeing Lin Yao's expression, Mo Yan smiled and raised his hand to caress her cheek: "This means that if you fall in love, your number of fans will probably be reduced by more than half, and your popularity will also drop significantly. "
¡°However, I never thought about using this to make others like me. I just wanted them to like my singing.¡±
Lin Yao bit her lip. In fact, she had thought about what Mo Yan said more or less, but she was still a little shocked when he really said it.
It turns out that my so-called "high popularity" is really not because of her songs.
"Silly girl, which female artist doesn't rely on looks? This is not your fault, but your advantage."
Mo Yan knew Lin Yao very well and knew what she was thinking. He comforted her and continued to say seriously:
¡°If you want to continue to make more people like you and thus like your songs, it¡¯s best not to fall in love for the time being.¡±
Lin Yao raised her head: "For now?"
"Yes, the temporary meaning is that when you can attract countless fans with your works alone without relying on appearance, and when you become a real music queen, you will be able to freely choose your own life."
Mo Yan gently covered Lin Yao with a quilt and said softly: "Okay, you are tired too, go to bed early. I will say hello to the boss of the recording studio. I will go to record songs after you recover. Tonight I'll be with you."
Mo Yan turned off the light, unfolded the folding bed next to the hospital bed, and lay down on it.
"Sister Yan"
"Um?"
I actually don¡¯t care about fame or anything, I just want to obey my heart, my heart is saying, I want to see him every day
Lin Yao turned sideways and faced Mo Yan. In the dim light, she saw the face of Sister Yan, who had always been capable, full of dust and fatigue. The words in her heart came to her mouth, but she couldn't say them out. .
It turns out that after becoming an artist, her own affairs are no longer her own business. Every decision she makes will affect the people around her.
"It's nothing, Sister Yan, thank you for your hard work, good night."
"Fool, why have I worked so hard? Well, good night." (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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