When the last note fell, the spacious living room was extremely quiet.
Su Chen looked up, and saw that both his mother and younger sister's eyes were flushed, and two lines of tears slid down her mother's beautiful face.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I shouldn't be singing this song, Mom, please don't cry!"
Su Chen suddenly panicked and was at a loss.
His mother has been living very young, cheerful and happy like a little girl, and he can't even remember when his mother cried last time.
"No, it's okay, this song is really good." Wen Xia wiped her tears with her hand, and said with a soft smile: "Listen to this, I can't help but imagine how I will look when I get old in the future, and I feel a little sentimental."
Su Mo moved to sit beside her mother, stretched out her arms to hug her, and said in a hoarse voice: "Mom, you won't grow old, and brother and I will always be by your side."
Although the mother and daughter often bicker and get along like a pair of sisters, the relationship between them is not affected.
"Sister is right, Mom, didn't she say that you will always be eighteen years old!" Su Chen echoed with a smile.
"Two silly children, there is no one who is not old."
Wen Xia smiled softly, then looked at Su Chen and asked, "Chenchen, you also wrote this song? What's the name of the song?"
A few days ago, after Su Mo returned home from her classmate's birthday party, she proudly showed off the song her brother wrote to her, and was jealous for a long time.
She also knows music, and also likes to listen to songs. The song Su Chen is singing now is obviously very good. If it is already there, then it is impossible for her not to have heard it.
"Well, the title of the song is When You Are Old." Su Chen replied with a smile.
"When you are old... well, that's great, let's sing it again!" Wen Xia smiled slightly.
"It's better, why don't I sing a cheerful song?" Su Chen tried to suggest that he didn't want to see his mother cry again. She was usually so happy, and it really hurt to see her.
"Yeah, brother, just sing the one written for me." Su Mo nodded hurriedly.
"No, just sing this song written for me."
Wen Xia had a firm expression on her face: "Don't worry, I won't cry anymore. It's the first time I've heard it just now, and it's just a little emotional."
She had already said that, and it was hard for the two of them to say anything more.
Su Chen plucked the strings lightly, and the melody sounded faintly again.
The mother and daughter were not so sad this time, shaking their bodies slightly with the melody and singing along in a low voice.
Halfway through the singing, the door was opened.
Wearing a suit and carrying a briefcase, Su Wenshan came back.
"Uh... what are you doing here!"
Su Wenshan asked in a daze.
Hearing the sound, the three of them stopped and looked around.
Su Wenshan seemed to have drunk a lot, and his face was a little flushed.
"Husband, come quickly, Chenchen wrote us a song, it's so touching to listen to." Wen Xia waved hurriedly.
"yes?"
Su Wenshan was slightly surprised, put on his slippers and walked over.
"Sister, get dad a cup of tea to sober up!" Su Chen ordered his sister.
Su Mo nodded hurriedly and ran to make tea.
"Drink so much again." Wen Xia pinched her nose and slapped her husband in disgust when she smelled alcohol.
"Is there no other way?" Su Wenshan said with a wry smile.
"Why, the negotiation didn't go well? Didn't find a suitable script?" Wen Xia frowned.
Su Wenshan sighed and said: "It will be so easy in a while, the key is that everything is ready now, and we are waiting for the shooting to start. If we terminate this project, the loss will be too great!"
"It's that bastard who broke the contract temporarily." Wen Xia looked angry.
"Dad, drink tea, what's the matter?" Su Mo asked curiously as he brought a cup of steaming green tea in front of his father.
"It's okay, Xiaochen, don't you want to sing, start quickly, let me listen to some good songs." Su Wenshan changed the subject with a smile, he didn't want business troubles to affect the child.
Su Chen nodded and started playing again.
"When you are old and your hair is gray..."
When Su Chen sang the first sentence, Su Chen was slightly startled, put down the teacup in his hand, and listened carefully.
The song is over.
"Honey, what's the matter? Chenchen wrote this specially for us." Wen Xia smiled proudly.
"Well, that's a good song."
Su Wenshan praised with a smile, looked at Su Chen with gratified eyes and said, "I never thought that Xiaochen still has this talent to write such a good song."
"Hey, it's necessary, who made Chenchen my son and inherited my talent." Wen Xia had a sullen smile on her face.
"It's also half of my credit!" Su Wenshan said with a smile.
"I hate it, what are you talking about in front of the child!"
Wen Xia angrily gave her husband a fist, Su Wenshan laughed twice, feeling much more relieved from the stagnation.
Both Su Chen and Su Mo couldn't bear to look directly at each other, and smiled at each other.
After drinking a cup of tea and sitting for a while, Su Wenshan went upstairs to take a shower.
"Mom, is there any trouble in the company?" Su Chen asked.
Wen Xia didn't hide anything, and explained the matter roughly.
It turned out that an old friend of Su Wenshan specialized in writing military-themed novels, and Chentian Culture co-published several best-selling novels with him.
I wrote "Soldiers Attack" not long ago, and the response was very good after it was published. It sold more than 100,000 copies in two months.
Chentian Culture used to be mainly engaged in book publishing and advertising design, but now it has the idea of extending to the film and television industry. Seeing that the book is selling well, Su Wenshan came up with the idea of adapting this novel.
The conversation with this friend was also very good, and the matter was settled like this.
Then, Su Wenshan acted resolutely and immediately started preparations, attracting investment, building a team, and finding a director...
When everything was almost ready, Su Wenshan went to find this friend again to sign a formal contract, only to learn that he had sold the film and television rights to another company called "Chaoyang Media", which had always had a relationship with Tianchen Culture. competitive relationship.
"How can this be? This person is too dishonest." After hearing this, Su Mo accused him with righteous indignation.
"I can only blame your father for trusting his old friend too much. He didn't sign the contract before the preparation. Nowadays, people recognize money but not people. So what about decades of friendship? Isn't it because the interests are more important?" important."
Wen Xia sighed, looked at the two children and said earnestly and earnestly: "So, you have to develop a memory, and you have to be more discerning when making friends in the future, and don't make such fake friends who do one thing in person and another in another's back."
Both siblings nodded solemnly.
"Mom, what is Dad going to do?" Su Chen asked suspiciously.
"We can only try to find other scripts, but the company attaches great importance to this project and has used a lot of resources. It was originally intended to be a stepping stone for us to enter the film and television industry. It is not easy to find a good script in such a short time."
Wen Xia looked worried, and seeing the two children also frowning, she smiled and waved her hands and said, "Why do you tell me this, there will always be a solution, you don't have to worry, this is your father's and my business."
Su Chen thought for a while, stood up and walked towards the stairs.
"Chenchen, it's still early, are you going to sleep?" Wen Xia shouted suspiciously.
"No, I'll go to Dad's study to find some books to read."
Su Chen replied, and walked up the spiral staircase to the second floor.
(end of this chapter)