After Chen Ziang finished singing the song, Shi Jia praised it without hesitation: "It's good, it's no worse than the original song." ”

Chen Ziang smiled and asked, "Mom, have you heard this song?"

Shi Jia nodded: "In the past two days at school, whether it is noon or afternoon, those students in the radio room will play this song as soon as they seize the opportunity, well, there is another one, play more than this one." ”

Chen Ziang laughed and played the guitar again.

"Walk through the playground and let the rain get wet,

I'm shy of you,

When to become lonely,

Hiding in the corner and crying secretly

……”

Shi Jia's eyes lit up, her son learned songs very quickly.

I heard that these two songs came out not long ago, and the teachers liked them very much.

The song is simple but beautiful, and the lyrics are very popular.

"Quack chirp ......" waited for Chen Ziang to finish singing, Shi Jia applauded.

The more she looked at her son, the more satisfied she became.

"Baby, these two songs just came out, you learned so fast. Shi Jia praised.

Chen Ziang smiled: "They have been out for more than a month, but they were only on the shelves a week ago. ”

Shi Jia was puzzled: "What has been out for more than a month, does it mean that it will be put on the shelves and start selling?"

Chen Ziang laughed: "They were recorded more than a month ago, but they were only put on the Internet a week ago and started to be sold." ”

"How do you know so clearly?" Shi Jia wondered.

Chen Ziang lowered his head, plucked the strings, then raised his head, looked at Shi Jia, and said with a smile: "Because these two songs are recorded by me and sung by me." ”

"What?" Shi Jia was stunned.

Seeing Shi Jia's expression, Chen Ziang smiled even more happily and said, "These two songs are mine, didn't you hear them?"

Shi Jia's eyes widened, these two songs, were they sung by his son?

She didn't know when.

"You...... You sang it?" Shi Jia still couldn't believe it.

Chen Ziang put the guitar on the bed, dragged his mother to the study, and turned on the computer.

Shi Jia was dizzy.

The computer was turned on, and Chen Ziang opened the music player.

When he landed, the music of "Middle School Days" sounded.

Shi Jia listened attentively.

Half-loud, before the music was finished, she hugged Chen Ziang.

"Baby, I'm sorry, Mom can't hear it, it's the baby singing. "She felt guilty.

Chen Ziang patted her on the shoulder.

She finally heard it.

First of all, she was not proud or anything, but ashamed and sad, and she didn't know that her son sang it.

This is love.

Chen Ziang knew that Shi Jia loved him to the heart, and this kind of love made him happy, but he was very distressed and distressed.

He felt that he would never be able to repay it in his life, or that he could not repay it completely.

"It's good to hear it now, the sound in the studio, the sound in the stereo, it's a little different from the real human voice. Chen Ziang said.

Shi Jia held Chen Ziang's face and looked carefully: "You have grown up and come out, and you don't tell your mother anything." ”

She was half proud and excited about her son, and half because he was sad that he was starting to hide things from her.

Chen Ziang looked at Shi Jia and said with a firm look in his eyes: "Mom, believe me, I will make you the happiest mother in the world." Every step I take now is a step. In the future, I will let the whole world see that our family has unknowingly stood on top of the world. As long as you and my dad listen to me, we can open the company all over the world, and we can influence the economy of the whole world, and even affect the political ...... We are a family born to change the world. ”

Shi Jia's eyes shone brightly, she was shocked by Chen Ziang's grand blueprint, and she was also impressed by Chen Ziang's self-confidence.

She felt as if she had given birth to a dragon, a real dragon.

Chen Ziang dared to say to Shi Jia, who loved him unreservedly.

For Guan Tongtong and Dai Shuai, if he really says this, people may think that he is daydreaming, or even think that he is crazy.

So, he won't say.

In the evening, Chen Feng came back from the company.

Shi Jia complained that her husband had started his own company, and he worked so hard overtime.

Then, she happily told Chen Feng that her son had sung.

"What's the song?" Chen Feng was confused.

"Haven't you heard 'The Story of Time' and 'Middle School Days'?" Shi Jia asked.

Chen Feng was puzzled: "Something, I haven't heard of it." ”

Shi Jia almost took the meal to Chen Feng away, and Lao Tzu didn't even know about his son's songs, and he hadn't heard them.

After doing it for a long time, Chen Feng found out.

Chen Ziang came out with a song, in the past, it was called an album.

That's what only a singer can do.

Now, civilians can do it, but there are no good songs and channels, and civilians rarely do it when they lose money, and they are entertaining themselves when they record it.

"Why are you singing again?" Chen Feng couldn't cry or laugh at Chen Ziang now.

According to Chen Ziang, the money for the sale of songs is also one cent a month, but some channels are one cent in March or half a year.

It's money that's easier to count.

Even so, Chen Ziang also said that the money allocated to the song next month will be tens of thousands, but he still has to share it with the acting commander, and he said that he would invest in it.

"Writing novels is just the current development route, and when they are all finished, I will only write martial arts novels, and they will not be updated often. Chen Ziang said: "In the future, I will concentrate on music, concentrate on going to university, and then talk about anything else." ”

"Isn't it quite profitable to write novels?" Chen Feng said with some surprise.

Chen Ziang smiled: "Writing novels requires interest, I don't have that interest, singing can make more money." Dad, did you know that some good songs are priceless and can be exchanged for various resources. Selling at a clear price is the least valuable. But you can also think like this, like me now, these two songs come out, and I have a little fame, and then I sell the songs, and I have a price tag of 100,000 yuan, and there will be many singers and record companies vying for it. ”

Chen Feng was dumbfounded, how could he know this.

He really couldn't understand his son more and more.

Isn't it easy to make money?

"Listen to your mother, your two songs are very good, but can you continue to write such good songs?" Chen Feng doubted.

Chen Ziang said with a smile: "That level of songs, for me now, I have a lot at my fingertips, and I don't lack more classic songs that can be passed down for centuries." ”

"Just blow it. Chen Feng laughed, but he felt that his son was blowing, but it shouldn't be bad.

Chen Ziang is actually very modest, he feels that he can't be modest to his parents, if he can tell the truth, he must be able to fool.

Because many of his decisions in the future will be made by his parents for him.

Shi Jia was a prominent figure in the school when he was young, capable and had leadership skills.

Chen Ziang made a plan, and after QQ embarked on the road to profitability, he asked his mother to resign.

Dad is a tech otaku and can't manage the company.

When she saw that the company had a future, Chen Ziang did not ask Shi Jia to resign, and she did not agree.

The next day, Chan continued to go to school.

As soon as he entered the classroom, he was stunned.