"Teacher, if you have anything to do, just call me. I asked you to wait for me here. I'm afraid someone will poke my spine!" Chen Mo walked forward with a smile, still maintaining the identity and appearance that a student should have.
Fan Guohua couldn't stop the satisfied smile on his face: "With an outstanding student like you, why doesn't it matter if the teacher waits a little longer?"
He was really amazed by his student's song "Wanjiang". Regardless of the quality of the song itself, just the pattern shown in the lyrics alone, I am afraid that in the entire entertainment circle, there is no second song that can do it. It can be written.
"Teacher, what's the matter with waiting for me here?"
"It's nothing too important. I just came here to remind you that your song "Wanjiang" may be collected by the country. I am telling you to be mentally prepared."
As a student of the teacher, Chen Mo immediately understood the meaning of the teacher's words.
His situation is not that small yet, although it can be foreseen that if "Wanjiang" is released on the music platform, it will definitely bring him a lot of income.
However, it is an even greater honor to be collected by the country, and he can still carry it clearly.
Seeing that Chen Mo had no resistance, Fan Guohua smiled even more: "By the way, you should also know that the entertainment industry has the title of artist above the king, and one of the criteria is that the work is collected or included by the country."
"I understand, thank you teacher for the reminder."
"Okay, that's all I have to say. Today is New Year's Eve, go and stay with your family! Tomorrow your kid should go back to Songcheng. After the Spring Festival, we will have a good chat."
Fan Guohua patted Chen Mo on the shoulder very solemnly, and then slowly returned to the auditorium humming a little tune.
He is really happy to have such an outstanding student!
Looking at the teacher's back, Chen Mo smiled, but he did not follow him back to the auditorium. Instead, he took out his mobile phone: "Hey, Qingrou, take your belt out. I'll wait for you outside the gym."
A few minutes later, Shen Qingrou held Shen Xingluo's little hand and walked out.
Chen Mo stepped forward quickly and took his daughter's other hand: "It's like this. There are many fans here. I told everyone before that when the Spring Festival Gala is over, everyone will gather together. Let's go meet the fans outside first. , then go and make a reservation, and then everyone will have a late-night snack together."
"Well, you can decide. I just don't know if Quanjude can sit down."
Shen Qingrou looked at Chen Mo like stars in her eyes. At this moment, she was completely impressed by the talent of the man in front of her.
The little girl looked at her mother on the left and her father on the right, and giggled.
Hearing the laughter, the two looked at each other and saw each other in each other's eyes. Then they smiled at each other and walked towards the fans together with the little girl in hand.
Far away, the Black Earthmen saw a family of three.
Surprisingly, they did not rush forward, but quietly waited in place, waiting for a family of three to slowly walk over, and then they burst into amazing cheers.
After interacting with the fans for a while, after learning the number of people, Chen Mo left the stadium with the two of them.
The family of three first went to Quanjude Restaurant to reserve a seat, and then strolled on the streets, feeling the flavor of the New Year in Yancheng.
"Alas, since Yancheng banned the setting off of fireworks, the city's New Year flavor has been reduced by more than half. If we hadn't still seen couplets and red lanterns, who would have known it was the Chinese New Year!"
Looking at the cars coming and going, Shen Qingrou sighed.
Chen Mo looked at the former with a smile: "Although the countryside has also notified that it is forbidden to set off fireworks, everyone will celebrate the New Year on New Year's Eve and the first day of the Lunar New Year for several days in a row. After we return to Songcheng tomorrow, do you want to set off fireworks? It doesn’t matter how many fireworks and firecrackers we have, but our country’s traditions cannot be lost!”
"Dad, can I let him go too? Luoluo hasn't played yet!"
"Of course, you can play whatever you want, as long as you don't set people's houses on fire, it'll be fine." Chen Mo hugged his daughter distressedly. After the Spring Festival, her daughter will be almost five years old, because she has been living In Chengdu, many daughters of rural children have not experienced childhood, and they are missing a lot.
The family of three strolled around leisurely, and time flew by. When the New Year's bell rang, it meant that a new year had begun.
By the time the three of them returned to Quanjude, the Black Earth people were already seated.
"Hahaha, Chen Mo, it's okay for an old man like me to come here for a late-night snack, right?" Suddenly, Guo Guodong's voice sounded from behind, and the boss of the national culture and education department walked in with a smile, and took some money from his pocket. He took out a red envelope and said, "Happy New Year, Luoluo. Grandpa Han wishes you good health, grows up quickly, and becomes more and more cute!"
"Thank you, Grandpa Han. Happy New Year to you, Grandpa Han!"
After getting his father's consent, Shen Xingluo reached out and took the red envelope, and then replied sweetly.
After sitting down, Han Guo Dongcai said: "I think you can guess why I came to you, right? I also said that I would talk to you directly after the Spring Festival Gala is over, but I didn't expect that your family of three sneaked here in advance to meet the fans. coming."
"I probably know the reason for your visit, Minister Han. I have no other requirements, as long as the signature rights are still in my hands."
"That's natural. The state collects personal works just because the works can have a positive impact on the masses. How can it compete with individuals for the right to authorize? You can rest assured on this!"
Guo Guodong continued with a smile: "However, after "Wanjiang" is collected by the country, even if you, the original author, want to sing it in the future, you still need to apply, because the country does not want such a far-reaching work to be used for There are too many profitable things, and I hope you can understand them.”
"Of course it's no problem, we all get what we need!"
Hearing Chen Mo's words, Guo Guodong was stunned for a moment, and then laughed.
See through it without telling it off. The so-called "everyone gets what he needs" can be regarded as a small amount of compensation from the state to the original author of the work, and things from the people cannot be used in vain.
After midnight supper, even though the black earth people were very reluctant to leave, they went back to their respective homes to find their respective mothers.
However, Chen Mo’s invitation to treat fans to a meal during the New Year also became a hot search topic due to the promotion of the black earth people. Therefore, on the first day of the New Year, he was mentioned in at least three hot searches, occupying three of the top five. indivual.
It was already past two o'clock in the morning when we returned to Shen Garden, but Shen Qianshan and others did not go to rest. Even Shen Zhenggang had just gone to bed after the guard Xiaohu took the trouble to persuade him.
Seeing Chen Mo and the others coming back, Shen Qianshan waved his hand: "Chen Mo, come here, I want to tell you something."
(To be continued!)
