This is a level that so many singers dream of reaching!
Perhaps only those superstars who stand at the pinnacle of Xiazhou have a chance...
etc!
Many people, upon realizing this, looked at Shen Yun in shock.
Doesn't that mean Shen Yun's performance just now reached the level of a top-tier singer?!
The pressure was instantly placed on them.
They needed to re-edit the video, striving to match Shen Yun's extraordinary performance in every detail!
He secretly licked his lips; this guy was about to do something big!
…
"Son, where did all this money come from?"
In the evening, on his way back to school, Lin Rui only kept 30,000 yuan for himself and transferred the remaining 800,000 yuan to Dong Juan's card.
Dong Juan is Lin Rui's mother.
"Mom, please don't get agitated. I earned this money."
"Make money? How could a student like you possibly make that much money?"
The speaker was not Dong Juan, but Lin Rui's father, Lin Changhe.
The elderly couple were quite frightened when they saw the text message confirming the deposit had been received.
Having lived frugally for most of their lives, they had never seen so much money before.
“Son, you must never go astray. Our family may be poor, but we are poor with dignity.”
Dong Juan was somewhat agitated, worried that Lin Rui's money was ill-gotten.
"Dad, Mom, I earned all this money honestly and legally."
"Then tell me, how did you earn it?"
The elderly couple actually had a good understanding of their son's character.
But looking at the string of numbers in the text message always made them feel uneasy.
“I earned this money from songwriting. I even have the company's financial transfer records here. Mom, I'll take a screenshot and send it to you right away.”
After saying that, Lin Rui took a screenshot of the bank card's transaction details and sent it to Dong Juan's phone.
Upon seeing the screenshot, the elderly couple completely believed it.
They all remembered Tianrui Entertainment, which appeared in the screenshot. Lin Rui had previously mentioned that he had been scouted by an entertainment company and wanted to sign with them.
That's the company I was referring to.
"Son, weren't you going to audition for a singer position? How did you end up writing songs?"
"Yes, you studied vocal music, which isn't a relevant major."
The world's entertainment industry is highly developed, and even people who are not in this industry are aware of its rules and regulations.
"Maybe I have a talent for this, but it was only discovered when I joined the company."
Lin Rui gave an evasive answer: "It's also related to the graduation season. It just so happens that the two songs I wrote fit the tastes of the company and the market."
"You wrote two more poems?"
To be honest, the elderly couple were quite shocked.
However, considering that two songs only sold for 800,000, I wasn't so shocked anymore.
According to their understanding of the music composition industry, a good song can sell for millions, or even tens of millions, on the market.
Thinking about it this way, the songs my son wrote probably aren't that good either, otherwise why would the price be so low?
Only 400,000 per song on average?
"Mom, let's pay off the debt first. I'll send money home every month from now on. I have a fixed salary now, 30,000 yuan a month."
“Okay, it just so happens that your uncle’s family is building a house, so Mom will pay back the money first. As for the rest, Mom will save it for when you get married.”
Lin Rui was both amused and exasperated, and a warm feeling welled up inside him.
In his previous life, he lost both his parents at a young age.
From the time he can remember, he has never felt the warmth of his parents; it was his grandmother who raised him with great hardship.
"Mom, I won't be going back for summer vacation. We can't just take the company's salary for nothing."
"Of course. Work hard, Xiao Rui. You've grown up. Your parents are at ease."
Dong Juan said with relief, "But don't let work affect your studies, okay?"
"Mom, you and Dad can rest assured."
After chatting with Dong Juan for a while, Lin Rui ended the call.
I glanced at the time; it was almost 6 p.m.
Lin Rui's eyes flickered, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.
Tonight is destined to be anything but peaceful.
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