The president's daughter said: It's a shame to have a father like you

As Lin Qiuyue spoke.

Wang Li lost her temper in an instant.

For Lin Qiuyue, a young entrepreneur.

Wang Li's head was definitely not as fast as Lin Qiuyue's.

"Ms. Lin is right."

"A person like Ms. Wang, she is a wolf in sheep's clothing."

"If you give her a piece of meat, she will think about eating more meat."

"Such a person is greedy."

"It's even more unsatisfactory."

The audience at the scene nodded in agreement.

at the same time.

When Wang Li and Lin Qiuyue's mother and daughter confronted each other.

The scene of the two confronting each other was quickly recorded by some media or Internet celebrities, and they planned to publish it on the Internet as a short video or related reports.

"The damned little bitch."

"It really pissed me off."

Seeing the emotions of many audience members at the scene was mobilized by Lin Qiuyue.

Wang Li sat there angrily and sulked.

the other side.

With this matter came to an end.

The judge nodded again to the technician.

see.

Relevant technicians turned on the memory playback button again.

on the screen.

After Lin Pingan finished recording the singing of a prisoner's song, he took a short rest and then started recording the second prisoner's song.

In just under an hour.

Lin Pingan finished recording the three prisoner songs.

"In less than an hour, I wrote the lyrics of three prison songs."

"In less than an hour, the three prison songs were recorded."

"Is the defendant the reincarnation of the God of Songs?"

The scene is over.

The audience in front of all relevant equipment were completely stunned by Lin Ping'an's operation.

Because in their consciousness.

From making lyrics to making music.

It will take at least ten days and half a month.

But it only took Lin Pingan two hours to go back and forth. To be precise, it was less than two hours.

"This bloody bastard."

"He obviously got it done in a day."

"It took half a month before I handed it over to us."

"It's pissing me off, it's pissing me off."

Auxiliary room.

After Wang Tianlong saw this scene, he felt a bad breath in his heart.

"Xiao Li shouldn't have been allowed to marry this bastard in the first place."

Li Youqing also said.

There was no regret at all in my heart.

"What's the use of saying this now?"

"If we had known that Lin Ping'an was such a bastard, we shouldn't have been so kind to him back then."

Wang Tianlong also said angrily.

He seemed very annoyed that Lin Ping'an had lied to him.

After all, Wang Tianlong himself remembers it very clearly.

Ever since he and Li Youqing visited Lin Pingan that day.

The two waited for half a month before getting the lyrics and singing methods of the three prison songs from Lin Ping'an.

The two people at the beginning even thought that Lin Ping'an was okay.

But looking at it now, the more they think about it, the more angry they become.

"Father actually recorded three prison songs in one go!"

"How did he do that!"

plaintiffs seat.

Like many audience members, Lin Qiuyue was also stunned.

Writing lyrics is not easy.

After finishing the lyrics, it is even more difficult to compose the music score for the lyrics.

Because of the different singing methods of the lyrics, the artistic conception and emotions expressed are also different.

Among the artist friends Lin Qiuyue knows, some people often spend a quarter, half a year, or even a year in order to write a good lyrics.

even so.

After writing the lyrics, if they feel that the song is not suitable for them when they sing it, they will transfer the song to someone who can sing it well.

"Mom, is this scumbag really a waste as you said?"

In the plaintiff's seat in another place.

Wang Wenyuan was a little dumbfounded at the moment.

Lin Pingan's speed at writing and composing songs is terrifying.

If I have such people under my command, then Wang Wenyuan can release many albums in a year.

Wang Wenyuan was brought up by Wang Xiaoli.

From childhood to adulthood, the thing Wang Xiaoli taught Wang Zhiwenyuan the most was that Lin Ping'an was a jerk and a scumbag.

Under the influence of this kind of family, Wang Wenyuan was gradually poisoned.

In his bones, he thought that Lin Ping'an was a villain and a scumbag.

"In my eyes, he is trash and scum."

Wang Li's face at the moment is not pretty.

The better Lin Pingan performed now, the deeper Wang Li's hatred for Lin Pingan became.

She should be the bright pearl, not the bastard Lin Pingan.

Wang Li just wanted to see herself in a high position, and she would never see Lin Pingan living a better life than herself.

on the screen.

After Lin Pingan finished recording the three newly written prisoner songs.

He rewound the tape again and listened to what he had just recorded for himself.

After making sure there is no problem.

Lin Pingan carefully put away the tape recorder, carried Lin Qiuyue on his back, and returned to the rental house.

On the way back, Lin Pingan bought breakfast from the streets of Zhaojiatan.

Breakfast is very simple, a bowl of eight-treasure porridge and two pies.

At that time, the consumption power of the whole society of Long Kingdom was not very high.

A bowl of eight-treasure porridge costs [-] cents, and a pie is also [-] cents.

In addition, when buying breakfast, eating directly on the spot is somewhat different from buying it to take away.

If you eat directly on the spot, then the drink is just such a bowl.

But if you bought breakfast and want to take it home, the owner of the breakfast shop will usually give you more when serving you porridge.

Although the extra porridge was not much, it happened that Lin Pingan and Lin Qiuyue ate it together.

Back at the place he rented, Lin Pingan put the pie on the small table, and followed him to put the eight-treasure porridge into the porcelain bowl.

After finishing these, Lin Pingan poured a small amount of milk powder into the eight-treasure porridge.

After everything was done, he picked up the spoon and gently stirred the milk powder and eight-treasure porridge evenly in a small area.

After finishing it, he picked up the spoon and scooped up a spoonful of eight-treasure porridge mixed with milk powder.

Lin Pingan moved his mouth to the spoon and blew gently.

After the eight-treasure porridge in the spoon cooled down, he brought the spoon to Lin Qiuyue's mouth.

Then Lin Pingan looked at Lin Qiuyue who had just woken up and said, "Ah!"

Arms.

The young Lin Qiuyue blinked while fiddling with her fingers.

When she saw Lin Ping'an's action, she opened her mouth directly as a habit.

Seeing this, Lin Pingan carefully put the spoon into Lin Qiuyue's mouth.

Of course, Lin Qiuyue is still young now, and when Lin Pingan did this action, he just poked the spoon in a little bit.

With that look, I was afraid that if I was not careful, I would choke on Lin Qiuyue when I was feeding her.