Jiangnan Satellite TV's Mid-Autumn Festival Gala Chen family watched it together around the TV.

At that time, I had just used the Mid-Autumn Festival dinner, and everyone symbolically ate half a piece of mooncakes, and went to the garden to enjoy the moon for a while.

Chen Yang completed an excellent daily quest and received the 7-day health reward from the system.

The family didn't gather inside until 8 p.m. to watch TV. Because the old man said that at this year's Mid-Autumn Festival Gala, the company's artists have a role in acting, and they appear as the finale singers.

Chen Jiashan was very happy to hear it, he had always cared about the affairs of the entertainment company, but he didn't expect that the entertainment company was unconsciously made such a big move by his old father.

Sitting in front of the TV, when he saw the end, he found that it was Chen Xiaoqian who appeared in the finale, Chen Jiashan's face was a little ugly, he didn't know if his old father had recovered his memory and remembered the past.

In the past, even if the old father remembered the past, he would not have been worried, because the old father could not have done anything detrimental to his only son.

But since that serious illness, Chen Jiashan can't be sure of his old father's thoughts, maybe he will do something out of the ordinary. That was an earthquake for the Chen family. The old man's name will also be damaged. I'm even more sorry for the mother who died for the family for a lifetime.

Thinking of this, Chen Jiashan glanced up at his old father, and when he saw him looking at the screen, tears seemed to flash in his old eyes, and his heart was tight.

At this time, Chen Xiaoqian's song had already been sung.

"Bang bang!" someone applauded.

At first glance, it is Chen Yaoming, he is the general manager of Hongtu Entertainment Company, and if you calculate it carefully, Chen Xiaoqian is still an artist under him.

Fang Qingyan looked at his son lovingly and said, "This song is so good, not only is it sung well, but this song is also well done." I don't know who did it. ”

Dong Qing said: "This lyric is also well written, very atmospheric. ”

Chen Yaoting also spoke: "Didn't it show on the screen just now, the lyricist is called Shi Xiang, and the composer seems to be two people, and I can't remember the names clearly." ”

Chen Yaoming said proudly: "Big brother, you are wrong, although the author of the songwriter said that it was these people, it was not them who really wrote this song, but someone else, and those names were just virtual pseudonyms." ”

Chen Yaoting disagreed: "Yaoming, you are joking, how can anyone make such a good tune without signing it, has he seen through the red dust and regarded fame and fortune as nothing?"

Dong Qing also laughed, and seemed to agree with her husband's words.

Chen Yaoming said: "This person really regards fame and fortune as nothing, and he makes more than this one good song, all of which are signed with some fictitious names." ”

Chen Yaoming's information was just obtained from Yuan Shanshan, and he couldn't bear to say it at dinner, and he didn't say it until now, just to give everyone an unexpected surprise.

In his memory, the grandfather of the past was just a shadow of chaos, and he didn't make a deep impression on him. The current grandfather cured him of his illness and is almost omnipotent in his mind. So there is no doubt about Chen Yang's ability to write songs.

Chen Yaoting said: "Listening to your voice, you seem to know who this person is, tell me, who is he?"

Chen Yaoming said: "I don't sell Guan Zi anymore, that person is far away in front of me, it is our grandfather, Mr. Chen!"

"Nonsense!" Fang Qingyan snorted first.

Chen Jiashan also smiled: "Your grandfather can't read a few big characters, can he write songs?"

Chen Yaoyang also smirked.

Chen Yaoting said: "Grandpa, is what Yaoming said true?"

Dong Qing covered her mouth and smiled, she thought to herself: Yaoting isn't this an extra question, Dad has said it, Grandpa Douda can't read a lot of words, how can he write songs.

Chen Yang said: "Of course what Yaoming said is not true. ”

Chen Yaoming was anxious and shouted, "Grandpa!"

Chen Yang continued: "Although I didn't write the song, the copyright is mine, and I have already registered the copyright. ”

Chen Yaoming smiled proudly. Now let's see who else says what I'm saying isn't true!

Chen Jiashan was stunned, he couldn't understand such a thing, the song was not written by the old father, but the copyright belonged to the old father, what is this, could it be that those songwriters automatically gave up the copyright and gave them to the old father? How is it possible!

Chen Yang no longer explained. Anyway, once the facts happen, people will always find their own reasons to explain them, and they don't need to spend this brain.

Fang Qingyan said first: "Could it be that the old Taoist priest gave it?"

Chen Jiashan scolded with a smile: "You have also learned to talk nonsense, what is the matter with the old Taoist?"

Dong Qing said: "Could it be that like those people in the novel who got the secret of martial arts, grandpa got the secret of writing songs?"

Chen Yaoting scolded with a smile: "You are also nonsense." ”

Chen Yaoming said: "I know that Yuan Shanshan's literary level is very high, and she has published articles in newspapers and magazines, and my grandfather's ability to read and write must have been newly learned from Yuan Shanshan." ”

Chen Yang smiled, this explanation sounded a bit like words.

Seeing that his grandfather was smiling, Chen Yaoming was encouraged and emphasized: "It must be like this, you see grandpa laughing." ”

Chen Jiashan said: "Even if your grandfather's education level improves, it is impossible to write such a beautiful song right away." ”

Chen Yaoting said: "Not necessarily, I heard that there is a composer in Hong Kong who doesn't even know a simple score, but he can make a very beautiful song. ”

Dong Qing said: "Is there such a thing? I don't know the score, how can he write the tune?"

Chen Yaoting said: "It's just to hum a tune and let people write it down with a simple score, and it will become a tune." ”

The whole family laughed.

Unconsciously, the Chen family made a relatively reasonable explanation for Chen Yang's self-composed music, and even Chen Yang himself felt funny.

Now the focus of the matter has become whether Chen Yang really owns the copyright of these songs, which is related to economic interests.

Chen Yang said: "I threw the copyright certificate to Hongtu Entertainment Company, and Yuan Shanshan kept it." ”

Chen Yaoming was dissatisfied: "Grandpa, why don't you hand it over to me? I'm the general manager." ”

Chen Yang said: "This is a trivial matter, your general manager is doing big things, what do you care about these small things?"

Chen Yaoming was satisfied. It turned out that in the eyes of his grandfather, he was a person who did great things.

Chen Jiashan spoke: "Dad, this is not a trivial matter, the economic interests involved in this are huge, and the entertainment industry is a profiteering industry if it is done well." I'll ask Luo Huahui tomorrow. ”

Chen Yaoming was naturally quite depressed when he heard this, it turned out that in his father's eyes, he was inferior to the professional manager Luo Huahui.

Chen Yang said: "If you want to take care of it, you can take care of it, and I don't bother to pay attention to these specific trivial matters." ”

And so it was decided.

Chen Jiashan was in a good mood. He couldn't have imagined that Chen Jiaxin's old hen that laid golden eggs would be found unexpectedly.

As for how the old father learned to write lyrics and songs, he didn't bother to care.

He has always believed that money is very important, and the more the better, and as for where the money comes from, he doesn't care so much! The old father's talent for writing songs is money, and as for how the old father has this talent, what about him!

And Chen Xiaoqian's life experience has been temporarily forgotten by him, intentionally or unintentionally, as long as the old father does not poke this hornet's nest, everyone will be fine.