Chapter 5 Registration

In the living room, my father and mother's faces were so heavy that they were about to drip water, and they both put down their chopsticks and faced a table of delicious food, but they no longer had an appetite.

After a long time, my father lit a cigarette and sighed, "What do you think of this?

"I don't know, don't ask me. My mother bowed her head and sulked, and her mood was very low.

"Something has to be done. ”

"I've said it all, don't ask me, I don't know what to do!"

The father was also stunned by the mother's angry tone, and took another puff of cigarette before he spoke: "Let's ask Liu Pian's head teacher, he should know more about the child's learning." ”

"Okay. Mom took out her phone, dialed the soldier's number, and handed it to Dad.

On the other end of the phone, the soldier was not very surprised by the call. Every weekend, many parents call him to inquire about their children's situation, and it is not the first time he has received a call from Liu Pian's parents.

After learning that Liu Pian had the idea of participating in the art examination, the soldier was also a little surprised, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was reasonable.

"Liu Pian, this kid... To be honest, he is indeed more interested in singing and performing than studying, and he is the first to sign up for any literary and artistic activities in our school. ”

"When she was a freshman and sophomore in high school, Liu Pian also won some awards for literary and artistic activities. ”

"This kid usually likes to sing, and he often sings to his classmates after class. ”

"Well, it's not surprising to me that he's going to take the art exam. The child's mind was not focused on learning at all. ”

"I don't know if Liu Pian told you about his situation in school, and I don't know what you think. I think you should discuss this matter with Liu Pian, whether he participates in the art exam or not, he is my student, and he still has to take the cultural exam in June. As a class teacher, I will still be responsible for him in the last six months. ”

.......

Hanging up the phone, my father and mother looked at each other and sighed.

The situation that the head teacher said, my son never told us.

Is that much about singing.....

Why didn't he tell us sooner...

They also don't know that the reason why Liu Pian is reluctant to tell them is that in addition to his own rebellion in adolescence, he is also a little afraid that the second elder will scold him for not studying well and not doing his job all day long.

"I'll go talk to Liu Pian. Dad stood up and said.

"Go ahead, talk well, don't scold your son. ”

"Hmm. ”

Walking to the door of Liu Pian's bedroom, the father put the second time on it, wanting to hear what his son was doing inside. But to his surprise, his son was actually singing.

"I'm not lying~~"

"Why should I lie~~"

"Life is already so difficult, some things should not be debunked~~"

Listening to this, Dad's face fell silent, and the words that had been brewing in his heart were stuck in his throat. After a long time, my father made up his mind to knock on the door.

"Son, let's talk..."

Hearing the knock on the door, Liu Pian said without looking back: "I'm asleep, let's talk about something tomorrow." ”

Dad's movements also stiffened, but the door in front of him was separated from father and son by a chasm. Fu Lin stayed lonely on the side of the chasm, looking up at the sky. The father stood on the other side of the chasm and tried to build a bridge to bring his son back, but the chasm was too far away to be bridged.

After a long time, Dad sighed and walked back to his room. Mom silently began to clean up the untouched meals and put them in the refrigerator one by one.

........

The next day, Saturday, my father and mother didn't have to go to work. Liu Pian still locked herself in the room, turned on the computer, logged on to the website of the Huaxia Music Copyright Association, copied the lyrics and score of "Lying", and recorded the copyright registration information on the website.

The registration fee is two hundred yuan.

Because he still had to record a sample, Fu Lin didn't have any professional equipment, so he could only hold the guitar, record it with the computer, and then use tuning software to trim some noise a little and make a rough version of the song.

Anyway, it is to register the copyright, and it is not played on a music website, so Liu Pian is not so particular.

After getting all this done, looking at the more than 200 deception points in the system, I was ready to draw two more prizes. There are only five discount opportunities, and it will cost a thousand points once when you run out.

Both times I was lucky, the first time I drew amateur singing skills, and the second time I drew a movie script.

After smoking, Liu Pian felt that a mysterious change had occurred in his body, and there was more information in his head.

It was a script called:

"Dark War"!

Liu Pian flipped through it carefully and found that it was a police story that happened in Xiangjiang.

However, it doesn't make much sense to read the script, so Liu Pian asked the system:

"Can I watch a movie?"

[Yes, look at the 10-point deception point once]

"OK, no problem. Liu Pian nodded, ten o'clock is not much, he can earn it back by flickering a few times.

As soon as the words fell, an illusory screen appeared out of thin air in Liu Pian's field of vision, and he could also adjust the position and the brightness of the light according to his field of vision.

"Can anyone else see this screen?"

[No, only the host can see]

Liu Pian breathed a sigh of relief, simply lay on the bed, and watched the movie comfortably......

More than an hour later, Liu Pian watched the movie, closed her eyes, and was still immersed in the plot that reversed again and again.

"Awesome~~"

"This thief is too bitten..."

"That policeman is so powerful, the battle of wits between the two is too fierce.."

Liu Pian exclaimed, immersed in the battle of wits between the two protagonists for a long time and couldn't extricate herself.

After coming back to his senses, Liu Pian sighed lonely, "It's a pity, I don't have the ability to make this movie in this world now." ”

"Maybe you can sell it for money?"

Thinking of it, Liu Pian first landed in the Huaxia Film Copyright Association and registered the script. This time, he only needs to hand in a script, and he doesn't have to work on anything else.

However, this registration also costs money, and the registration of scripts with more than 10,000 words costs 300 pieces. The final film requires 2,000 pieces.

Liu Pian only registered the script and spent three hundred oceans.

"There's no money, it's all pocket money I've saved up for a long time!"

Liu Pian looked up to the sky and screamed, this is all his own cigarette money and pocket money, and now most of it is used to register copyrights.

"I hope the script of "Dark War" can be sold at a good price, but if it doesn't work, I have to go out and deceive people again......"

....

Registration requires a certain amount of time to be certified, and Liu Pian tried her current amateur singing level. I don't know if I don't try, but after singing, Liu Pian herself was intoxicated.

Ah, it turns out that I can sing so beautifully?

Damn, I don't go to the entertainment industry to fool people, uh no, I'm going to sing in the entertainment industry, that's really living up to the expectations of the big liar system!

At noon, Liu Pian deliberately kept a straight face, came out to have lunch with his parents, and went into the room again. made the old mother and mother look at each other, shake their heads and sigh, and there is no way to take Liu Pian.

In the afternoon, the copyrights of "Lying" and "Dark War" have been registered.

In the case of a secret war, Liu Pian plans to sell it for some money. He didn't want to sell it, this song was so special like himself, he felt that it was particularly commemorative, and he didn't plan to sell it, so he was going to go to the recording studio to record it in the future and listen to his own voice to the audience.

I'm not lying!!