Chapter 1225 - Youre working too hard (2/2)

At Cloud Street.

Lin Fan was sitting there in boredom. He did not really care about the news on the Internet. He felt that it was too tiring to do so.

However, he was wondering who was the one doing such a great job of flaming him.

Although the people flaming him were working really hard at it, they seemed to be slowing down on it.

ring, ring

The phone rang.

When Lin Fan picked up the phone, he was stunned. He did not expect Wu Huan Yue to be working so hard.

“I will come over later.”

After hanging up, he prepared to leave. She did not need to work so hard. All she needed to do was to practise as per usual. It was just a competition, and he did not care about being embarrassed.

“I will be going out. Please look after the shop,” Lin Fan said to the others.

At the Shanghai Eastern Han Group.

“Bro, you’re finally here. You have to resolve this. I can’t do it,” Wang Ming Yang said.

“I know. I’ll handle it,” Lin Fan said as he walked towards Wu Huan Yue.

When he entered the studio, he could hear some parts of the songs. They sounded pretty nice.

“Huan Yue,” Lin Fan said as he opened the door.

Yang Qian was together with Wu Huan Yue. When she saw Master Lin, she became excited. After all, it was the renowned Master Lin.

He had done so many ground breaking things.

“Hey, Brother Lin, why are you here?” Wu Huan Yue smiled and asked.

“If I didn’t make a trip here, Wu Huan Yue would probably lose her voice,” Lin Fan said as he patted Wu Huan Yue on her head.

Yang Qian slowly began to leave after seeing that. After all, it was something that she should not be involved in.

If she heard some noises, she had to pretend like she did not hear anything.

“How are they? The three songs are okay, right?” Lin Fan asked.

Wu Huan Yue nodded. “Yeah, Brother Lin is too amazing. These songs are really nice, but I haven’t practised enough. I always fail at some parts. Look, actually, I–”

“–Alright, let’s not talk about the songs. Let’s go out for a walk,” Lin Fan interrupted.

“Huh, but the songs…?” Wu Huan Yue was in a dilemma.

Lin Fan smiled. “It’s okay. I wrote these songs for you. I didn’t write them for you to win awards. It’s not embarrassing at all if you do badly. Don’t let your thoughts get to you. I don’t really care about these things. You don’t have to work so hard.”

“How can that be? I saw the news online. I will not let them laugh at you,” Wu Huan Yue said firmly.

“It’s okay. Those people belong to the minority. Don’t you believe in my fans? They wouldn’t care about these things.” Lin Fan had an open mind, and he did not care about this at all.

If anyone dared to laugh at him, he could kill them in five blows.

“Let’s go. I’m in a good mood today. We can go out to shop and relax. It’s just a competition. Don’t be nervous.”

Lin Fan dragged Wu Huan Yue out.

Wu Huan Yue turned back and looked at the microphone before nodding. “Alright then…”