Luo Xingyun said with a smile: "It's good that Uncle Jin is happy, Xiao Luo will definitely try his best to win this piano competition for Uncle Jin."
Jin Yong grinned: "Hehe, okay, then you have to come on, I was ridiculed by those old guys of the Long family before."
"This time is just right, you have to save face for me.
Luo Xingyun pretended to salute with both hands: "Xiao Luo will live up to his trust." In
the luxurious Rolls-Royce, Luo Xingyun and Bai Xinyun sat in the back row.
Luo Xingyun wears a black mask so that he can't smell the inside of the car, which will be better for motion sickness.
Bai Xinyun is holding the little white bear in one hand and a voice recorder in the other.
The sky city that was still humming and chirping in his mouth listened to Luo Xingyun playing.
The cute little face is filled with a bright and cute smile.
Just when Luo Xingyun was still feeling pain from motion sickness, Jin Yong suddenly spoke.
"By the way, Xiao Luo, I plan to help you promote this song on the Internet.
"But the song needs to be copyrighted, do you want Uncle Jin to get the name directly for you." "
Usually a child can't write such a tune.
But Luo Xingyun, a five-year-old boy, wrote such a tune.
Not only can I write it, but I can also play it well.
Moreover, he got along with Luo Xingyun in the past two days, and he also found that the little boy in front of him was very smart.
He is very assertive in his work, and he doesn't look like a five-year-old boy at all.
So he planned to ask and do it again, after all, the little boy in front of him was also adopted by him.
is not biological, and naturally cannot completely make decisions for others.
What's more, what if the other party is unwilling to post this song on the Internet?
Luo Xingyun covered his mouth through the mask, looking dizzy and very uncomfortable.
He raised his eyes slightly and glanced at Jin Yong in the passenger seat in front of him.
"Name? that, I remember that this kind of song is the same as a song or something, it seems to be a stage name, right?"
Jin Yong's gaze became a little strange again, a five-year-old boy can compose, play the piano, and speak well.
Even the composer has a stage name.
He muttered to himself alone, "Really, five years old? "
Tsk, this IQ must be very high, alas, envy.
Then he turned his head and looked at Luo Xingyun behind him, who was wearing a black mask.
"Well, yes, I remember that your sister Lan said before that this kind of piano music does have a stage name. "
He, a businessman, knows very little about this kind of thing, so he occasionally hears Lan Xi say it.
Luo Xingyun nodded: "That's okay, I'll trouble Uncle Jin to help me publicize this song."
Uncle Jin waved his hand: "What's this? You are young, and you still know how to be humble?" "
Also, what are you polite to Uncle Jin and me when you are a child..."
Luo Xingyun smiled in return and did not answer, but thought about it alone.
"Hey, Xiao Luo, I thought about it, why don't you just call it, Yoyo pianist?"
"Poof~vomit~"
Luo Xingyun was thinking about something else just now, and almost burst out laughing when he heard this name.
As a result, before I could laugh, I had a stalk in my throat, dizziness and vomiting.
He hurriedly covered his mouth through a black mask.
"Hey, Xiao Luo, what's wrong with you, you haven't said it yet, what's the name? If you like it, I'll let the housekeeper register it for you." The
butler who was suddenly named on the side didn't have time to react, and the smile on the corner of his mouth didn't have time to retract.
Pursed his lips in embarrassment to keep himself from laughing.
Luo Xingyun held his forehead for a moment, and he didn't know if he was dizzy or embarrassed.
The first moment he heard his stage name, the first thing that came to his mind was a celebrity.
[Let's welcome Mr. Stephen Chow, Xingye]
The king of comedy, Xingye, was his favorite actor in his previous life, and the second is naturally the international superstar Jackie Chan.
(It's not that other actors, star authors don't like it, each star has its own merits and strengths.)
(It's just that the author personally prefers the style of Stephen Chow and Jackie Chan.)
He smiled at the corner of his mouth, and finally said to Jin Yong.
"Uncle Jin, I think of a stage name, you can help me register it, um~ just call... Star Emperor!"
Jin Yong looked at him, read the word Star Emperor in his mouth, and then nodded.
"Okay, then I'll arrange for someone from the company to help you register this stage name immediately.
"If Xiao Luo creates another song in the future, he can also release it under this stage name.
"And remember to come to me, you Uncle Jin and I don't have any advantages, but our Jinshi Group is rich."
"Rich, powerful, and authoritative, the songs you wrote are good, and with your Uncle Jin and I to help publicize it, it will definitely be popular!"
Luo Xingyun nodded, and did not refuse, after all, if you want to get traffic in the traffic era, you also need a lot of money to pave the way.
And if your own tunes or future songs become popular, they can also bring a lot of income and fame to the Jin's Group.
In this way, it can be regarded as repaying Uncle Jin and Sister Lan for him.
After all, he and Bai Xinyun will definitely have to eat white rice at their house before they reach adulthood.
Soon we were in a large villa area, a neighborhood that was almost entirely populated by the wealthy.
Mohuang New District, the first rich residential villa community in the magic capital.
Since they walked into the huge villa together, the courtyard in the villa was full of flowers.
Everywhere you can see the flower beds are pasted with red double letters.
At a glance, it is obvious that it is the engagement venue.
There is a pool in front of it, and the tables next to the pool are full of all kinds of food, snacks.
These are all snacks prepared for today's piano competition.
There were already a lot of people around the table, almost everyone was wearing a suit and all kinds of famous brands.
Men wear expensive watches with delicate diamond rims on their glasses.
Ladies are also carrying a variety of global limited edition handbags.
This kind of scene, even Luo Xingyun had only encountered two or three times in his previous life.
One of them, a girl who looked fifteen or sixteen years old, was the most conspicuous, happily holding a mobile phone and recording videos everywhere.
Luo Xingyun looked at this lively scene and turned his head to look at Bai Xinyun behind him.
However, when he turned his head, there was no figure behind him, only a few peach petals blown by the wind.
Luo Xingyun looked around: "Uncle Jin, Uncle Jin, have you seen Careful'er? Careful'er seems to be gone!" Jin
Yong turned his head: "What? What's missing? Isn't Xin'er eating over there
?" "Huh?" Luo Xingyun was stunned for a moment and looked in the direction of Jin Yong.
At a glance, I saw Bai Xinyun munching on chocolate cake in the distance...
