Huayu 1987: Childhood Sweetheart Anfeng Qianmeizi

Chapter 97 The True Genius (Bonus Chapter for 317 Jiang Genshuo 713: Donation)

Teacher Li didn't show any surprise on her face.

He came today to test the waters.

If we can sign it directly, that would be the best outcome.

It doesn't matter if he can't sign; he was just there to pave the way anyway.

He smiled and withdrew the contract.

"It's okay, we understand."

"The form of the contract is negotiable."

"China Record Corporation has special policies for true geniuses."

"For example—songwriter contracts that offer greater freedom."

Teacher Li turned her gaze to Chen Lang.

"Professor Yao, I heard that young Chen Lang has recently written four new songs?"

"I wonder if I'll have the honor of appreciating it?"

Upon hearing this, Yao Feng's face revealed a smug expression.

Chen Lang began to make plans in his mind.

China Record Corporation is practically the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television's favorite.

These resources are far superior to those of Hong Kong and Taiwan companies like Rolling Stone.

If we can get in touch with this person and plan things out properly, it will be of great benefit to ourselves, to Yao Beina, and even to Liu Yifei in the future.

The resources available from the broadcasting industry are still quite appealing.

It's impossible to work for someone else, but it depends on the situation. If it's working for the government...

Well—that's not impossible either.

After hearing the purpose of Teacher Li's visit, Chen Lang stood up on his own initiative.

"Teacher Li, you want to hear my new song, right?"

"Wait a moment, I'll go get your laptop."

He walked toward his room, deliberately leaving the door open.

When he took the thick notebook out of the room, Teacher Li's gaze was drawn to the two towering bookshelves in the room.

The stacks of books and tapes silently testified to the owner's vast knowledge.

"Teacher Li, here you go."

"Oh, okay."

Teacher Li looked away, took the notebook Chen Lang handed her, and saw that it was filled with various fragments of inspiration and musical notes, as well as that childish handwriting.

I no longer had any doubt about the authenticity of this little genius.

This kind of thing cannot be faked.

"That's amazing, Chen Lang! You're a true genius!"

Teacher Li closed the notebook and handed it back, letting out a heartfelt sigh.

Chen Lang took the notebook, held it in his arms, and asked with a smile.

"Teacher Li, would you like to hear my sister sing?"

Teacher Li nodded subconsciously.

Chen Lang then led him into the adjacent music room.

When Teacher Li saw the room full of top-notch professional equipment, he was once again amazed.

Although he is not a professional musician, he still has basic knowledge.

The room was filled with top-of-the-line musical instruments and professional recording equipment.

He could feel his heart pounding.

What is the background of this family?

At Chen Lang's prompting, Yao Beina stood in front of the microphone.

Chen Lang sat down at the piano and accompanied her.

Yao Beina's singing voice filled the music room.

Teacher Li stared intently at the two of them, listening carefully.

When the high note of "I was conquered by you" was sung, he felt the hairs on his body stand on end.

My goodness, this girl is a promising talent!

After listening to the song, Teacher Li was so excited that her hands trembled slightly.

Yao Feng stood beside him, a smug look on his face.

"Teacher Li, you probably don't believe that a nine-year-old child could write such a heart-wrenching love song filled with despair, do you?"

"To be honest, I didn't believe it at first either."

He repeated Chen Lang's earlier explanation, which he claimed was inspired by Qiong Yao's novels.

After listening, Teacher Li shook her head.

He looked at Chen Lang with a serious expression.

"No, I believe it."

"Genius is what ordinary people cannot do."

Upon hearing this, Yao Feng felt as if he had met a kindred spirit.

He gave Teacher Li a thumbs up.

"Brilliant!"

Chen Lang silently gave him a thumbs up; people within the system really know how to speak.

Teacher Li gripped Yao Feng's hand tightly.

"Professor Yao, that's all for today."

"I need to report the situation to head office immediately."

"What's your home phone number? Let's schedule a time to talk more!"

"Don't worry, China Record Corporation will show our utmost sincerity!"

After writing down the phone number, Teacher Li hurriedly said goodbye and left.

The family saw him off at the door.

They looked at each other, somewhat bewildered, as he practically jogged away and disappeared into the stairwell.

As soon as Teacher Li left the compound, she found a public phone booth by the roadside.

He took a phone card out of his pocket, inserted it, and quickly dialed the number of Beijing's headquarters.

After the call connected, he suppressed his excitement and gave a detailed account of everything he had seen at Chen Lang's house.

From the books and tapes on those two walls.

Go to that notebook filled with inspiration.

Then we went to that professional-grade music room.

And, that song that gave him goosebumps, "Conquer".

"A genius! A true genius!"

"Those songs were of such high quality!"

"And that girl who sings, Yao Feng's daughter, she has such a wonderful voice!"

"And their equipment is practically a top-of-the-line professional recording studio!"

"Director Wang, listen to me, we must get this done!"

"At all costs!"

On the other end of the phone, Director Wang of the editor-in-chief's office at headquarters was stunned by his outburst.

He could tell that his old subordinate, whom he had sent out, was truly provoked.

Director Wang remained silent for a moment.

"Xiao Li, don't get agitated."

"I know the situation."

"Are you sure those songs were really written by that child?"

"I'm sure! I've seen his manuscripts; the inspiration and handwriting are absolutely genuine!"

"it is good."

Director Wang's voice also became more serious.

"I see."

"I will report this to the manager as soon as I get to work tomorrow. Please wait for my notification."

Teacher Li's figure disappeared at the gate of the courtyard.

Several adults remained standing there, each with a different expression on their face.

Grandma and Grandpa were genuinely happy.

They didn't know much about record companies; all they knew was that two important people had come to their house that day: a big TV star and a government official.

Yao Feng and Li Xinmin exchanged a glance, both seeing a hint of relief mixed with a touch of amusement in each other's eyes.

Liu Xiaoli leaned against the door, looking at Chen Lang who was sitting on the sofa.

The three children were huddled together, quietly playing around.

Liu Xiaoli felt like she was floating all day.

What kind of precious child is this one I raised?

His songs are so popular that so many record companies across the country are scrambling to buy them.

The two melodies he casually hummed were enough to make someone like Leslie Cheung make a solemn promise.

His composure and foresight even surpassed those of Yao Feng, a university professor.

From Wuhan Publishing House, to Pacific Music, Rock Records, Leslie Cheung, and now China Record Corporation.

One wave after another.

The family went from initial shock to subsequent frustration, and now to a state of calm.

Everyone gradually realized that the focus of this family was no longer the adults.

It was that child who was not yet nine years old.