Chapter 46: When You Become a Queen

It turned out that Lin Yao was really afraid of injections.

Although the nurse inserted the thin needle into her skin quickly and gently, Lin Yao was still nervous.

His cheeks were bulging, his whole body was tense, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

"Relax, relax, take it easy."

Lin Yao's performance made the nurse a little nervous, and almost failed to find the blood vessel. After finally pricking the needle and adjusting the speed of the infusion tube, the nurse finally breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled at Lin Yao:

"Okay, you have a good rest...Come on!"

The nurse pushed the trolley out of the ward, closed the door gently, and trotted back to the nurse's station in three steps at a time. Several other nurses couldn't wait to ask:

"How is it? Is it really Lin Yao?"

The nurse's face was flushed with excitement: "It's her! It's Lin Yao, wow, she is really beautiful, her skin is so fair, and her figure is also good. She is even prettier in real life than in photos!"

"Ah, is it really that Lin Yao?!"

"I like her so much! Why don't you want an autograph?"

"Oh, I was so nervous, I forgot to ask for my autograph! Let me tell you, Lin Yao was very afraid of injections, and she looks so cute when she is scared..."

Different from the excitement and excitement at the nurse's station, the atmosphere in Lin Yao's ward is quiet and depressing at the moment.

"Xiao Zhang, drive the car downstairs and send Assistant Fang back."

Mo Yan dialed the driver's phone number, and in a disguised form, the other party issued an order to evict Xiao Le.

"Don't bother the driver, I can go back by myself, it's not too far away."

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, then glanced at Mo Yan, and finally said: "Okay, you...be careful on the road."

"Well, Manager Mo, goodbye."

"Assistant Fang, go slowly, I really trouble you today."

Mo Yan said goodbye to Fang Xiaole politely, and when he walked out of the ward, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and he turned and walked to Lin Yao's bed:

"Lin Yao, do you have a lot of things to hide 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 down the collar of her back slightly, revealing the bruised skin immediately.

"Yeah, Miss Yan, you..."

Lin Yao was caught off guard and wanted to avoid Mo Yan's hand but it was too late.

Mo Yan leaned close to Lin Yao's back, looked down from the opened collar, and saw the large and shocking bruise, her hands trembled, and finally sighed:

"I knew it......"

Lin Yao lowered her head: "I'm sorry, Sister Yan."

"How did you get hurt?" Mo Yan asked in a deep voice.

Lin Yao didn't speak.

"It's related to Assistant Fang, right?" Mo Yan said suddenly, "If you don't tell me, I'll ask Fang Fang."

Lin Yao had no choice but to briefly talk about how she was injured.

"So Assistant Fang indirectly caused your injury?"

Mo Yan frowned, recalling Fang Xiaole's behavior just now, and asked again: "But he doesn't seem to know that your back is hurt, didn't you tell him?"

"It's not a big deal, why bother others." Lin Yao whispered.

"He caused you to be injured, and you are disturbing him by telling him your injury?" Mo Yan looked at Lin Yao, frowning even deeper.

"He knew I had a sprained ankle, didn't he take care of me? Tonight he even bought me pork bone soup, and..."

Lin Yao raised her head to argue, but found that the more she talked, the more ugly Sister Yan's expression became, so her voice became weaker and weaker, and she finally closed her mouth.

Mo Yan sat by the bed,

He 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 her head to look at Lin Yao, with a low voice:

"Yaoyao, it's only been a year since you debuted, and you have gained a popularity that many artists can't achieve after more than ten years of hard work. Do you know why?"

Lin Yao looked at Mo Yan's expression, and replied timidly, "I'm just lucky."

"No, it's because of your appearance, your talent, and..."

Mo Yan paused, and continued: "Your character design."

"But I have never pretended to be a person in front of others!" Lin Yao couldn't help retorting.

"I know that many artists' persona is fake, but you are not, that's why you have so many fans, but it doesn't matter whether the persona is true or not, as long as it is established, it can't be broken, you probably don't know... ..”

Mo Yan took out a stack of documents from her bag and handed it to Lin Yao:

"In addition to arranging resources for artists, the job of an agent also requires a lot of analysis, as a basis for formulating the artist's development direction. In the gender composition of your fans, 61% are male fans. Do you know what this means?"

Lin Yao took the information and saw all kinds of 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 her hand to caress her cheek: "This means that if you fall in love, then your number of fans will likely decrease by more than half, and your popularity will also drop significantly. "

"However, I never thought of using these to make others like me. I just want them to like my singing."

Lin Yao bit her lip. In fact, she had more or less thought about what Mo Yan said, but she was a little bit shocked when she really said it.

It turned out that her so-called "high popularity" was really not because of her songs.

"Silly girl, which female artist doesn't rely on her appearance? This is not your fault, but your advantage."

Mo Yan knew Lin Yao too well, knew what she was thinking, so he comforted her, and continued to speak seriously:

"If you want to continue to make more people like you and thus your songs, it's best not to fall in love for now."

Lin Yao raised her head: "Temporarily?"

"Yes, for the time being, it means that when you can attract countless fans with your works without relying on your appearance, and when you become a real singer, 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 greet the boss of the recording studio, and I will record songs after you recover, tonight I'll stay with you."

Mo Yan turned off the light, rolled out the folding bed next to the hospital bed, and lay down on it.

"Sister Yan..."

"Ok?"

I don't really 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, facing Mo Yan, in the dim light, she saw that the face of the always capable Sister Yan was full of travel and dust, and she was also extremely tired. The words in her heart came to her mouth, but she couldn't say them out. up.

It turns out that after becoming an artist, her own affairs are no longer her own affairs, and every decision she makes will affect the people around her.

"It's nothing, sister Yan, you have worked hard, good night."

"Fool, why am I working so hard, well, good night."