Chapter 10 Lao Li: It's like dreaming.
"Forget it, the boat will naturally sink when it reaches the bridge."
Li Jinglin's mentality recovered very quickly.
Close the notebook.
After such a long drive, we will finally be home soon.
Still a little apprehensive.
Walking out of the familiar yet unfamiliar station, I queued up as usual to wait for the bus, got in the taxi and checked in, and the driver took off.
Li Jinglin's family cannot be said to be very poor, but it is by no means rich.
My ancestral home is Shandong. My ancestors almost starved to death and came here from Guandong.
And then there's war, war, and f*cking war.
Then there is the disaster and famine.
After going around for a while, I settled in Anshan, backed by a large industrial factory of a state-owned enterprise, and my life finally improved.
Catching up with the third line of support, the industrial center of gravity shifted, and after the opening up, the economic center of gravity moved south.
It is said to revitalize the Northeast, the chicken farm next door supplies the country with extremely high output, and aircraft carriers are built next door.
But Li Jinglin's parents, who were going through the wave of laid-offs. You can also afford chicken racks.
My old father, who is an engineer, did not follow the trend of brain drain and stayed as an ordinary worker.
My mother who used to work in the logistics didn't work, so she had to set up a pot to light a fire, collect unsalable odds and ends from the chicken farm next door, and fry up chicken racks.
After such a blast, it will last ten years.
Walking to the familiar booth, Li Jinglin covered his face with a complicated expression as he looked at his mother who was busy alone, and sighed slightly.
Due to my own family conditions, I have suffered a lot of grievances and criticisms in order to study music.
Back then, in order to support me in learning music, the old man suffered a lot and was often pointed out by neighbors.
My talent is average and my family is poor, so my hard work still pays off.
I can only fight hard and roll hard, and finally I have passed a lot of votes in the same period.
As a rare genius in a century, he was regarded as a key training.
Later, piano lessons, living, studying abroad, and competitions were mostly all funded by the public.
Originally, it can make parents' lives better, but parents are always afraid that their children will be wronged, and they never feel that they should be paid by the public.
Although Li Jinglin is poor, he knows from the personal experience of his parents that learning and knowledge are the most important.
If the accumulation of knowledge has not yet been achieved, focusing on making money from the very beginning, for Li Jinglin, it would be a waste of an opportunity that was hard-won.
Because having a chance is the greatest luck.
It wasn't until I went abroad to study for further study, accumulated a lot of money, and signed some business contracts that I started to talk about "making money".
"Mom, I'm back!"
Li Jinglin couldn't bear it anymore.
Take two quick steps and come to the booth.
"Son?"
Chen Xiu was stunned, looking at her son who suddenly appeared in front of her, she thought it was her eyes that were dazzled.
After careful confirmation, the tip of his nose suddenly became sour, and his wrinkled face was flushed with excitement.
At a loss, he put down the shelf in his hand, and wiped his oily hands on the apron.
"Ah! Son! Why are you back!!"
Chen Xiu wanted to take Li Jinglin's bag quickly, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, he hesitated and retracted it.
So he quickly looked around and pulled out a stool.
"Sit down for a while, you're tired! I'll finish this chicken rack, and we'll close the stall!"
"Mom, why are you still setting up a stall?"
Li Jinglin felt a little sad.
"Hey, I'm getting old, and I can't stay at home anymore."
Chen Xiu's eyes were a little red, but she was still smiling.
"Aren't you used to it? Both your father and I can't stay idle!"
Li Jinglin is handsome, very handsome.
Inherited from one's own parents.
Especially my own mother.
Back then, it was definitely the most beautiful factory flower in Shili Baxiang.
But the traces of time beat on the beauty, and the beauty is like a delicate peony, which withers quickly in the wind and sun.
Hardened by the burdens of life, beauty is hard to survive.
"...Hey... Then don't be reluctant to spend money, your son can make money!"
Li Jinglin felt a little distressed.
Hehe smiled and said as if joking.
"Mom, you should also think about your son. You are reluctant to spend money, which makes others think that your son is unfilial, and you don't spend money for your mother."
"It's not like we're short of money. I'll pay you every year. Otherwise, it would be terrible to say that my son is a promising man, but my mother is still here repairing air conditioners and I will lose my life."
"Hahaha, good good good good good good"
Seeing his mother's perfunctory expression, Li Jinglin covered his face.
I made money abroad before, and most of it was called to my parents. For such a long time, I have already called about 400 million inside and outside.
Finally, parents can enjoy the life of a rich man.
But the old couple may be used to it. The money always feels hot, and they always feel that their son is engaged in art, and his future life may be unstable.
I didn't dare to spend it, so I had to save it for my children.
I have to give my son the bottom line.
Li Jinglin is not persuading his parents to behave like this, nor is he not persuading.
Don't persuade them, I'm really afraid that the old couple will be troubled and angry.
Please advise, but this old couple is used to the old days, and they are really not used to having nothing to do all of a sudden.
Sons don’t know what to do to be filial.
"Mom, I'll help you."
Li Jinglin put down his backpack, carried the violin on his back, and helped Chen Xiu clean up the stall.
There are only the last few orders left, turn off the fire and pack up the stall when you are done, and you can clean up other things in advance.
"No, just sit there!"
Chen Xiu's face darkened.
The one who refuses is called simply.
"This is your violin-playing hand. You must take good care of it. Don't bump it. Otherwise, it will be bad if it collapses due to oil!"
Li Jinglin felt even more sour.
I am more convinced that it is the right choice to go back to China and develop entertainment.
So what about a hall-level violinist, isn't mom still setting up a fried chicken stand?
It's better to go back to China to settle down and write some music that ordinary people like.
"Where's my dad?"
"Your dad has gone to work. Isn't it going to be summer? There are a lot of air conditioners."
"Mom, this is for you!"
Li Jinglin took out the necklace he had prepared and showed it to Chen Xiu.
"Let's go to the 4th Son store to buy dad a car later!"
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Taking a look at the expensive-looking necklace in Li Jinglin's hand, Chen Xiu fell silent.
After finishing the work in hand and putting away the stall, Chen Xiu sighed and said leisurely.
"Child, when you earn money, you have to save it and don't spend it lavishly."
"Mom knows you are capable now and can make a lot of money, but don't pay attention to small things. Indulgence is accumulated from small things one by one."
"Don't worry, Mom!!"
Li Jinglin's eyes were red, he smiled softly and held Chen Xiu's shoulders.
Regardless of her objections, she put the necklace on her directly.
"What kind of waste is buying something for mom and dad? Your son never wastes."
He took the cart and pushed it home with his mother.
Passers-by cast surprised glances from time to time.
Although the clothes on this boy are not very gorgeous, they are clean and tidy and have a bookish temperament.
More like an office guy.
Such a boy, pushing the stall cart of fried chicken racks, seemed a little out of place.
"My father has been envious of those bosses running fast since he was young!"
"I still remember how envious my dad was at that time."
Li Jinglin spoke softly.
When Li Jinglin mentioned this, he thought of himself a long time ago.
I almost wrote a song because of this, and the title of the song is "I Buy a Big Ben for Dad".
"What man doesn't like cars?"
"In the past, it was my son who was incapable, but it's different now. Let's buy dad a big Benz to enjoy himself, how nice it is!"
"What a big deal! How old is your father? How can he be okay with this?!"
When I heard that Li Jinglin was going to talk about Daben, my mother panicked.
Although conditions have improved.
But he is used to Comrade Li driving the Wuling Hongguang Mini Bread, even if he wants to change to a family car worth 20 to [-] yuan, Chen Xiu may feel distressed.
At this mention, Chen Xiu only felt that in his mind, there was an old face in a suit and leather shoes, who was shaking the banknotes like a dog and laughing.
"Think about it, mom, you've been alive for decades, don't regret it if you can!"
"My son just made a lot of money just now, think about it, how exciting it is to buy a big Benz for my father!"
Li Jinglin began to brainwash his mother.
"Besides, I have saved millions of dollars with you. I won't move on that one. You save it for me. Isn't that all right?"
".But"
"Nothing! It's settled. Look, after your son has listened to his mother for so many years, my mother must also listen to her son."
When you get home, put the cart away.
Li Jinglin took his mother to stop a taxi and ran straight to the 4S store without giving his mother a chance to speak.
It's like. When I was young, I couldn't afford a computer or go to an Internet cafe. When I grew up, I made some money, went to top Internet cafes to play and realize my dreams, and then installed a top computer for myself.
The satisfaction of realizing a dream is unparalleled.
Not to mention the big run.
Back then, the big bosses drove cars equipped with B, but now they can enjoy it. It is impossible to say that they are not happy.
Don't say that the older generation can't stand it.
Even young people can’t stand it.
Buying a car doesn't take a lot of time.
All formalities were completed and the car was picked up soon.
Mercedes-Benz GLS.
The top version is enlarged, one hundred and fourteen.
I have to say that the stupid donkey's movements are really fast.
The contract was negotiated in the car and the money will be received immediately.
However, I didn't encounter any issue where the full payment was not allowed to be sold. The salesman happily went to arrange his own procedures, and drove away on the spot at a super fast speed.
Get in the car and drive home.
Dad was almost off work at this time.
Back at the door of the house, Li Jinglin saw the familiar Wuling Hongguang bun.
This little bun is older than him, so he is at least his uncle's generation. If it weren't for the fact that this thing is not human, Li Jinglin would have called him Uncle Hongguang.
When I got home, my mother couldn't wait to yell as soon as she opened the door.
"Old man, I'm back!!"
"Why do you eat the trumpet? Such a loud voice?"
Old Li headed out of the kitchen cheerfully.
His smile suddenly stiffened and his whole body trembled.
"Ah~~!! My son is back?!"
"Oh, even a mother like you doesn't know how to tell me in advance."
Lao Li came out and took a look at Li Jinglin, then hurriedly went to look in the refrigerator.
"There seems to be no meat at home, right? There just happened to be a chicken stewed!"
Seeing Lao Li pouting at Pi Gu and taking out the frozen chicken, Chen Xiu couldn't help but cover her mouth and smile.
"Okay, Lao Li, let's go out to eat."
"Yes, yes, I have to go out to eat."
The old father slapped his forehead and hurried back to get dressed.
He smiled, looking at his handsome eldest son, feeling a little excited.
"Don't rush to get the car keys!"
Chen Xiu had a good or bad smile.
Holding the Mercedes-Benz key in his hand, he waved it in front of Lao Li.
Even Li Jinglin has rarely seen his mother smile so evilly.
"Your son bought you a new car."
boom! These words were the same as the big explosion, and it directly made Lao Li dizzy.
"Am I dreaming? This sign looks a bit like..."
Like Daben.
But Lao Li didn't dare to admit it.
Bought a new car?
"Let's go."
Chen Xiu hugged Lao Li's arm and was dragged downstairs by Lao Li.
Looking at the domineering and beautiful car body, Lao Li rolled his eyes upwards, trying hard to pinch his own person.
The CPU is burned.
"Father! What's wrong with you!"
"Old man!!"
It has been emphasized many times and must be emphasized again in the new book.
First, it is normal to sell copyrights. There are many types of copyrights. It does not mean that if I sell the song, it does not belong to me. Granting performance rights, distribution rights, etc. is normal.
Second, the prices for selling these things are not as outrageous as hundreds or tens of millions. Tens of thousands and tens of thousands are the norm, 20 and [-] are the gods, and millions are already the ancestors.
Millions of copyrighted music exists, but it is usually extremely popular, has a lot of traffic, is familiar to everyone, and has all the copyrights sold. Concerts by top performers won’t make too much money. Leaving aside the cost, it’s very common for a concert to cost 20 to [-] yuan. It’s not impossible to lose money on a single show.
The appearance fee for a national team teacher's commercial performance is actually about 20 to 50. (The reservation price for Wu Bixia's commercial performance is almost 30 to [-], but she doesn't accept everything.) It is much less than those entertainment stars who earn 500 million to 1000 million or more.
(The idol of a trash boy group next door started with 1000 million)
Let me say it in advance, lest people think it is poisonous or oppressing the protagonist or something.
Not really, not at all.
(End of this chapter)
