Chapter 357: The Name of The Studio
Chapter 357: The Name of The Studio
“Is this person the Lin Mu’an you mentioned?” Mo Fei, wearing sunglasses, quietly sat next to Yang Yi and curiously glanced at Lin Mu’an, who was playing the piano.
Three days have passed since that night. Lin Mu’an, as previously agreed with Yang Yi, started working at Yang Yi’s coffee shop the next day. Most of the time, in order not to affect customers, he played pure piano music, interspersed with segments of singing Cantonese or Mandarin songs.
His girlfriend, Ran Jin, was very satisfied with Lin Mu’an’s new job. She even accompanied Lin Mu’an to express their gratitude to Yang Yi together.
After all, even though Ran Jin had always silently supported Lin Mu’an’s music dream, the bar was too chaotic and her boyfriend’s safety had always been a concern for Ran Jin. Now that he had switched to Street Corner’s Coffee Shop, the environment was much simpler and there was no need for a nocturnal lifestyle. Ran Jin felt much more at ease.
“Hmm.” Yang Yi nodded and smiled, “What do you think of him?”
“He should have studied music, just like A’Guang in your story. He plays the piano very well and has a certain level of professionalism. Although he can’t compare with a real performer, it’s enough for ordinary performances.” Mo Fei affirmed.
It was nearing the end of the month, and Mo Fei was getting busier and busier. Fortunately, today’s schedule was concentrated in the morning and it was also in Jiangcheng. She just happened to have half a day off, so she went home to rest.
Afterwards, she will continue to travel around the country, participating in various shows, endorsements, or going to record stores to hold signing events for her fans, making one last push.
In recent days, Mo Fei’s album “The Initial Dream” finally stopped its crazy daily sales growth, but even so, it didn’t drop much and still maintained a high number.
As of today, Mo Fei’s album has sold 18.62 million copies. That is to say, only 1.38 million more albums were needed for Mo Fei to break through the platinum record sales!
No one doubted whether this album would become a platinum record anymore, and no one thought that this album would not sell 20 million copies before the end of the first month. Now, the media is speculating about which day Mo Fei will achieve the platinum record’s top spot!
So, Mo Fei’s next sprint was no longer about proving anything but about completing a challenge for herself.
Yang Yi poured Mo Fei a cup of coffee from his own coffee pot and smiled, saying, “He also sings well. He used to sing with his guitar in a bar. By the way, his falsetto is very good. I’ll have him sing ‘Coffee Goes Sugar’ for you later.”
“‘Coffee Goes Sugar’? Isn’t that a female voice song? Oh, I remember you said that he sang it for his girlfriend.” Mo Fei laughed and teased, “Whether he sings or not doesn’t matter to me. I’m just curious why you kept him? Are you planning to sign him as a singer in our studio?”
“No, I’m not interested in entertainment industry matters. Mo Xiaojuan might be more interested.” Yang Yi waved his hand and said, “Right now, I just think he’s talented. It would be a pity if he gave up his music dream because of unemployment! So, I gave him a job so that he could make ends meet and continue pursuing his dreams.”
“Is it that simple?” Mo Fei took off her sunglasses, her beautiful eyes sparkling as she looked at Yang Yi, and playfully bit the end of her glasses, “You think so highly of him, I thought you were going to put a lot of effort into developing him!”
Fortunately, it was a man. If it were a woman, Mo Fei might have thought that Yang Yi had some ulterior motives.
Yang Yi smiled and said, “I do want to help him, but not to cultivate him. It’s because of fate that I met him, so I just try to see if I can help him find his own path in music. However, it’s not possible right now. This kid has a bit of pride in his bones, and his temperament needs to be polished a bit more.”
Mo Fei nodded, but she was not particularly interested in this and changed the topic.
“By the way, since we have some free time, I want to discuss with you about our studio. What name do you plan to give it?” Mo Fei enthusiastically took a piece of Yang Yi’s drawing paper, turned it over to the back, found a blank sheet, and then held a pen ready to take notes.
Having made up her mind to leave Tianmei after the contract ends, Mo Fei was no longer as hesitant and worried as before. On the contrary, she was more carefree than anyone else and often discussed with Yang Yi about opening her own studio in the future, urging Yang Yi to describe the future scene for her.
Now, she was considering the name of the studio. It seemed that in front of this industry that truly belonged to her and Yang Yi, Mo Fei could radiate an unprecedented energy!
Yang Yi, on the other hand, was a bit nonchalant and asked in confusion, “Ah? What name do we need to give? Isn’t it enough to change it to ‘Mo Fei Studio’ in the future?”
The current name of the studio was casually chosen by Mo Xiaojuan as cover-up. Even a few days ago when Xiao Ai represented the studio and signed a music production contract for “Fairy Tale” with Jin Yingming, Jin Yingming had no idea that it was Mo Fei’s studio.
So, after Mo Fei moved in in the future, the studio would need to be renamed.
“How can it be so simple! It must involve the two of us. This is our studio!” Mo Fei said somewhat dissatisfied.
Mo Fei even emphasized the word “two”, showing how much she valued this. She didn’t want to do this by herself. She wanted to face the future ups and down together with Yang Yi.
“Then let’s call it ‘Mo Fei and Yang Yi Studio’!” Yang Yi once again gave a bad idea, and he even explained the reason in a serious manner, “You see, those foreign companies are all made up of the names of the founders, right? For example, Procter & Gamble Insurance Company, Ernst & Young Accounting Firm…”
“I don’t want such a plain name. It’s too simple!” Mo Fei laughed because of Yang Yi’s words and playfully hammered Yang Yi’s arm with her fist, saying: “Change it, change it!”
“You are so talented, you can’t be lazy! I want a more artistic name, just like those names you gave to those dishes before, like ‘Biyi Shuangfei’…” When mentioning this name, Mo Fei couldn’t help but blush: “But not ‘Biyi Shuangfei’, that’s a bit too high-profile.”
“You want a more artistic name? That’s not difficult,” Yang Yi said happily, “Let’s call it ‘Fei Yi Suo Si Studio,’ where ‘Suo Si’ means ‘unthinkable thoughts.’ The first two characters are ‘Fei’ from your name and ‘Yi’ from my name, combined.”
“This is good!” Mo Fei wrote it down on paper and carefully pondered about it for a while, and said joyfully, “Hey, why are you so smart? I just mentioned it and you came up with it so quickly?”
“Who made me smart and you’re not?” Yang Yi affectionately pinched Mo Fei’s nose and smiled, “You can also do this. Change the word ‘Si’ to ‘Xi’, Xixi’s ‘Xi’! ‘Fei Ye Suo Xi’, it sounds good. It just so happens to combine the names of all three of us.”
“You’re the one who’s not!” Mo Fei retorted. She crossed out what she had written and wrote down the new name Yang Yi had mentioned. However, she frowned and said, “This doesn’t look as good as before! No good, the original one is better. ‘Fei Ye Suo Si’, the ‘Si’ from ‘Xiang Si’, it has a great meaning!”1
“Okay, let’s use ‘Fei Ye Suo Si’!” Yang Yi readily agreed.
“I was thinking like this. If you put Xixi’s name in it, what will we do if we have another child in the future?” Mo Fei whispered softly into Yang Yi’s ear.
“You’re already considering having another child?” Yang Yi gently hooked up Mo Fei’s delicate chin, his mouth slightly raised, and gently asked, “Then tell me when should we have our second child?”