Killing chickens and cooking at the beginning, you call this eight years old?

"Oh my God, three sweet songs in a row, and they all feel like they have their own characteristics, and the style is different!" "

No, three songs! And they are all very good, he is really eight years old? Can he write songs at the age of eight?"

"Contrary to the sky! Outrageous! Eight-year-old children can do this, writing songs I feel like writing and playing, just several sweet songs!".

The audience in the live broadcast room was all stunned.

Big brother, are you eight years old, are you so fierce?

And Lin Chen continued to write.

This time the song he wrote, it was dimple.

"I'm still looking for a lean and a hug, who prays for me, worries for me, gets angry with me, makes trouble for me.

"Happiness begins to have signs, fate makes us slowly closer, and then loneliness is swallowed up, and boredom becomes something to talk about and change.

"Little dimples and long eyelashes are your most beautiful mark, I can't sleep every day, I miss your smile, you don't know how important you are to me......"

Sister Hong next to her was already wide-eyed, and the other agent, Tao Hong

, was the same, she was stunned! The child sitting in front of the computer was really only eight years old

? These songs, how do I feel that he writes them as simple as playing at home?

The audience in the live broadcast room is all crazy, another song

! Song Qingwei also opened her mouth wide, her own son, what a genius!

Lin Chen sat calmly on the chair and turned his head: "Mom, you still have a few songs left, I'll arrange an album for you."

The corners of Sister Hong's mouth twitched, and the corners of countless viewers in the live broadcast room twitched, listen, this is like the words of an eight-year-old child, directly arranging

the album? Song Qingwei looked at Sister Hong blankly, and Sister Hong reacted: "There are already four songs just now, and an album needs ten songs."

Lin Chen nodded: "Okay."

Next, he wrote another song, "Nuan Nuan".

This song was sung by Liang Jingru, as a female singer who is as famous as Stefanie Sun for a few years, the love songs she sings are really classics.

In addition, it is "Courage", "Occasional Shower", "Her Eyelashes", "Simple Love", "Today You Are Going to Marry Me", and "Sweet".

Ten sweet songs, all done.

Seeing Lin Chen writing songs is like joking, but the quality of each song is ridiculously high and scary, which really stunned Tao Hong.

At this moment, she realized that the eight-year-old kid just now said that Master Cai knew the sweet song of a hammer, which seemed to make some sense.

The audience was already stunned.

"Ten songs? When did it become so easy to write songs?Oh my God, this kid is an absolute prodigy!" "

It's outrageous, are all kids rolling like this now, even if they are geniuses, they have to be in their twenties."

"No, you're only eight years old, do you know what love is at the age of eight, do you know what marriage is?

The corners of Sister Hong's mouth twitched, listen, what is this called.

Countless viewers are also numb.

Tao Hong was full of joy: "Lin Chen, hello, you are so powerful, can you also write a song for my artist?" Lin Chen looked at her like a fool: "What are you thinking, I write a song for my mother, and I want to write it for you? Your artist snatched my mother's song, I don't care about it, you really think I'm eight years old? Or did you not graduate from kindergarten?" Hearing Lin Chen's

ruthlessness, Tao Hong

was also a little nervous, and got up full of shame.

Song Qingwei's heart blossomed, but it was education: "How to talk son."

Lin Chen pouted: "I know Mom, I'll tell you, Master Cai is like a master, where is I good at writing songs, and which of these songs I write is not sweeter than him?"

Song Qingwei happily hugged Lin Chen and kissed her, and Sister Hong was also happy: "Then we will record a song?"

As a result, Lin Chen shouted to stop: "Wait a minute."

Sister Hong squatted down with a smile: "What's the matter, Xiao Zhengtai?"

Lin Chen said seriously: "We haven't signed a contract yet, you only have the right to use, the copyright is with me, and my brother has to settle accounts, although Auntie, you are good to my mother, but the contract that should be signed still has to be signed, and if you want to use my song, you have to pay." "

Damn! The

audience in the live broadcast room was really stunned, so legally and copyright-conscious, is this really

eight years old?" "Outrageous, this is really

eight years old!" "Eight years old knows copyright and use rights, and also knows how to sign a contract, I looked at my eight-year-old son who was still playing with blocks next to me, and kicked it directly.

"I watched the children of the rest of the celebrities in this show, good guys, it's really just a child, but Lin Chen is eight years old, I just want to say: You call this eight years old?" "It's really

outrageous!" Sister

Hong smiled: "It's no problem to sign a contract, but you are writing songs for your mother."

"No conflict, the company pays me first, and then I give the money to my mother, let's go one yard to one yard, if you think it's not good to talk to me, you can talk to my lawyer."

Sister Hong was shocked: "Do you still have a lawyer?"

Lin Chen said seriously: "I can use my pocket money to hire a lawyer first."

Sister Hong looked at Song Qingwei with a complicated face: "Qingwei, you kid, it's really amazing."

Song Qingwei smiled in her heart: "It's okay, in fact, he is just more naughty."

Sister Hong said, "Okay, I'll go talk to the company." Xiao Zhengtai, what is your offer

?" Lin Chen said calmly: "How are my songs better than Master Cai's songs?"

Sister Hong said: "Okay."

"That can't be lower than Master Cai's offer, the copyright belongs to me, your company can have the right to use it for 20 years, and during the use period, according to the rules of the industry, I will take 30% for non-commercial performances and 40% for commercial performances." Seeing

Lin Chen talking so eloquently and being extremely familiar with the rules of the industry, Sister Hong's shock never stopped.

She looked at Song Qingwei in disbelief: "Qingwei, have you taught this child before?"

Lin Chen said dissatisfiedly: "This still needs to be taught? Please don't underestimate our child's IQ."

"Okay, okay, not underestimated.

Sister Hong hurriedly went, leaving Song Qingwei holding Lin Chen.

The camera brother was on the side, also full of shock.

"Son, you are so powerful, why don't you tell your mother?"

Song Qingwei was overjoyed.

Lin Chen was not angry: "You didn't listen to what I said, and you didn't do it after listening to it, what do you want me to do."

Song Qingwei laughed so much that the crescent moon came out: "Son, I will definitely listen to my son in the future."

Lin Chen nodded: "It's just an entertainment circle, plate it, mom, don't worry, first release a sweet song album and throw a bomb to the entertainment industry, and in the second half of the year, I will write an album for you and throw a nuclear bomb."

Song Qingwei was stunned: "Son, can you still write?"

"Isn't this easy? It's much easier than doing homework." "

All the viewers in the live broadcast room, there is really one counted, which is equivalent to being opened by the robot, and all of them are silent!