The leisurely life of rebirth.

Stacey put down the tray in her hand, and gave Thomas a blank look, "Huh! You're smart." She saw Fang Monan and said, "Nannan, why did it take me so long to come back?"

"Didn't you just have a party before you left? It's only been three days." Fang Monan blinked, "Has it been a long time?"

"You two are really foodies." Andres laughed.

"Each, each other," Thomas said. "Haha..." Everyone looked at each other and laughed.

Fang Monan looked up at his watch, it was almost noon, he quickly walked into the kitchen, and made two more simple dishes.The people in the living room began to finalize a series of matters such as the tunes that Mobei needed to record the record. [

Today is a celebration of Mo Bei's minor fame.

The lunch was very rich, and the two little ones were sent to the kindergarten and would not come back at noon, so there was no jittery scene at the table as before.

While everyone was eating and talking, Stacey asked curiously, "Bebe, who did your makeup, it's so cool!"

"That's right, very stylish and very individual." My aunt also praised.

"This is my sister's." Mo Bei said.

"Ah! I didn't expect that! Nannan still has this unique skill." Stacy's eyes widened, and she patted Fang Monan's small shoulder, "It's really hidden!"

Thomas put down the spoon and said seriously: "If that's the case, I'll leave it to you, Nannan, for the set photo of Beibei's cover."

"Ah! Cough...cough..." Fang Monan was choked.Stacey quickly patted her on the back, "Thank you!" She said again: "I'm not a professional in this."

"No... The makeup you put on Mo Bei is not as good as yours by professionals." Thomas said to himself: "Trust my eyes, that's right. You are the most suitable."

"Okay then!" Fang Monan agreed, besides, she was really not too impressed with the current taste.After finalizing the time.Fang Monan spared a day to go to the studio.

After the photo came out, Fang Monan actually saw it in the famous American fashion magazine "Vogue".

"Hehe...the effect is good and it looks like an oil painting." Fang Monan said.

"You're still laughing." Mo Bei said angrily, picked up the pillow on the sofa and threw it over. "I studied classical music, and the photos were actually published in fashion magazines." She took the record, turned on the stereo, and beautiful classical music played.

"Is it good? Is there a difference?" Fang Monan pointed to the photos in the magazine, the beach, the barefoot girl, the long black hair, and the reddish-brown violin.The moon-white loose and soft long skirt, the storm made everything messy.In the background is a cloudy sky, and in the distance a seagull fights against the sea in the wind and rain.A battered cowboy hat, a pirate skull flag blown up and down in the wind.The whole picture is gloomy and dark, but full of fighting spirit and hope, full of oil painting flavor.

"You can completely use it as a means of hype," Fang Monan said.

"That's right, everyone in the world is for profit, and the record company is not a charity." Mo Bei thought for a while.

"Beethoven, Mozart, Bach. These names that have been passed down for hundreds of years are published with such a cover. I just hope that what I will hear when I buy it back is classical music. Just don't just call it a fool." Mo Bei joked.

The last song is cheerful and bright, changing from the previous softness.There is a student of classical music at home.Fang Monan can be regarded as half a music fan now, "This song is made by you!"

"Yeah!" Mo Bei nodded, "You heard it." [

"The style is very similar to yours, and it is obviously different from the previous ones." Fang Monan said.

Auntie, Dabao, and Erya also came back at this time, seeing the photos in the magazine, "Sister is so beautiful."

"If you have any negatives, print a few and send them to China." My aunt first thought, "Let me share with you, our Xiaobei's first album, the commemoration is of great significance."

"Oh! I'll ask them to add a few more photos." Mo Bei said.

"Hey! Our family, Mo Bei, can be considered a celebrity, I really didn't expect it." The aunt muttered foolishly.

After Mobei's album was released, there was free publicity from the media in the early stage.The sale of this classical violin album is not bad, rising steadily.

It's just that people in the circle commented harshly, whether the talented composer girl is just a gimmick, grandstanding, selling her soul for fame and fortune, and the cover photo is desecrating their sacred music, etc.Even the paparazzi dug up Mo Bei's various 'bad deeds' at school.

Very bad, almost all negative news, my aunt looked at the criticism in newspapers and magazines, her hands trembling with anger. "It's just nonsense. How could my Xiaobei be so vicious that he injured someone and hospitalized him, and caused his classmates to transfer to another school."

"Auntie, getting angry with them is just embarrassing yourself." Fang Monan looked at these newspapers, not even in the mood to read them.

My aunt looked at the two people who were sitting firmly on Mount Tai, "Nannan, it's understandable not to be angry, she is not the person involved, anyway, Xiaobei is also moved."

"Yes! Beibei, we haven't received so much negative criticism, so I can't convince you from experience. But I still hope you don't pay too much attention to what those reporters say. Following the trend is just their professional instinct to make money, not What did you do wrong?" Stacy reassured.

Andres also said: "Don't pay too much attention to their evaluation."

"I'm fine. The focus of their criticism is on makeup, cover photos, and aesthetics, and they didn't comment on how bad my piano skills are, or I'm out of tune." Mo Bei shrugged, "What else can I do? Computational."

"That's right! Beibei's piano skills have been passed down from me, so I can be picky." Andres said, not forgetting to praise himself.He is getting more and more thick-skinned now, and he is not at all decadent and old like when he first met.

The aunt said: "By the way, Leonard also called to congratulate you on your first record, making it into the top three of non-vocal music, and don't pay too much attention to the nonsense of the media." She continued: "And Ludwig also made the same call, telling you not to care about the media's nonsense."

"The sales are good. Thomas should thank these media for their free publicity." Mo Bei laughed at himself, "It's really not the right time for them to call, I didn't receive it." Mo Bei said: "Call him later. Say thank you."

Andres said: "Bebe, keep working hard! Try to use your strength to shut up those talkative guys."

"Yeah! I know. I will move towards my goal." Mo Beidao, with two master-level figures beside her motivating and urging her, she clearly knows her goal and will not interfere in the unexpected world.

Seeing the rising record sales, the agency had other ideas about this cruel girl.I hope to quickly squeeze out her maximum energy and arrange a lot of opportunities for her to be exposed.But it was blocked by Thomas. At the beginning, Mobei's brokerage contract was signed very loosely.Because she is not short of money.At that time, she was not so eager for fame, so.Such a brokerage contract can't really restrain her.

Fortunately, after a period of time, the brokerage company discovered that Fang Mobei's practice of not appearing on any talk shows, only releasing records, composing music, and taking a few groups of avant-garde photos after a while to attract topics made her audience more popular. loyalty.Her reclusive lifestyle.Distinctive dressing habits.And the background of being rich and highly educated from the East gave her a strong mysterious attraction.This mystery also makes her a textured musician in the audience's mind, rather than a drifting pop star.

But fame is the first time.Get used to being valued like this.After getting used to being sought after by others, Mobei always reminded herself to maintain a normal heart. For this reason, she specially asked Fang Monan to write to her "Don't be happy with things, don't be sad with yourself". Eight words, do not feel happy or worried about changes in the environment; a normal mind is a state.Always be alert to yourself.I can only hope that rationality will always follow and uphold the heart, so as not to lose direction.

Thomas was in a very good mood during this time, so I won't talk about Mobei's album.Just say that Dr. Fang's single was released secretly, and it quickly became popular among the student sports and cheerleading circles. In addition to the Grammy Awards, Hughes and the others danced.Dance music is now spreading like a virus, not only throughout the United States, but also in Europe. [

Thomas was so happy that he couldn't keep his mouth shut before, he began to worry. Seeing that the sales had risen exponentially, he couldn't sit still.Because he secretly released it on the back of Fang Monan, and because it is a single. Fortunately, now that there are computers, the cost has been reduced, and the price of the record is not high, but it can't stand the volume!

"I have to find Andres to discuss it." Thomas muttered and pressed the phone number.

Half an hour later, Andres and Stacey came to the recording studio together. Unlike Stacey, who was full of spring, Andres and Thomas were both covered in dark clouds and gloomy.

Thomas looked at Andres who was sitting across from him and said, "What should I do, old man? I can't stop it, this posture is too violent."

Andres Nai smiled bitterly: "I have to tell the truth, I'm saying that no one can see her true face, it's not a technical treatment at that time." He could only comfort himself in his heart.

"What are you guys talking about?" Stacey said amusedly, "Seeing that you are so serious, is it that serious?"

Thomas moved the computer screen to face her. After Stacey watched it, "She dances really well, so familiar, ah! It's like Nan's dance." She yelled. "Wait, now schools and hip-hop dancers in the street also dance this, which reduces the risk of somersaults." She glanced at this, looking at the expression on her face, "It's not the two of you who released it, right? !" The two of them nodded, "It's not without Nan's consent!"

"Hehe... You guessed it right, but unfortunately there is no prize." Andres said with joy.

Stacy heard what he said, stood up, and paced back and forth, "You! Tell me what you want! Why don't you talk to me about it. But, to be honest, this single is really good. People are full of enthusiasm, and it is best used when dancing and exercising." She sat down again, "Thomas, I am curious how many copies were sold, you are so sad."

Thomas held up a finger, and Stacy began to guess, "Ten thousand." He shook his head. "One hundred thousand" he shook his head again, "one million" he still shook his head.Stacey watched him shake his head all the time, his heart beat faster and faster, his eyes got bigger and bigger, "100 million sheets" saw him nodding, and she fell softly on the sofa.He murmured to himself: "This is a miracle!" (To be continued)