"Wang Er, your painting ability is not simple." Li Changmin said.

"Uncle Li, cartoon pictures, I am pretty good at it. I can paint characters, scenery, landscapes, landscapes, flowers, birds, animals, and still lifes seriously. I will become a primary school student immediately. In addition, I can draw black and white sketches and use watercolors to paint, but they are not the mainstream of painting. The real mainstream is oil painting and Chinese painting, and I know nothing about it." Wang Er said while adjusting the watercolors on the palette.

"How can you have all-round talents?"

"It is impossible to be proficient in everything, but as a person, you must have self-knowledge." Wang Er adjusted the color and began to draw colorful illustrations.

Ji Zhenru knew a little about painting skills. He watched from the side and was amazed: "This painting skills are amazing."

"Uncle Ji, I praised it, it's not that good. Their images are in my heart. They are confident and easy to draw. Maybe I have some talent in my imagination."

Not only some, Ji Zhenru hugged his head: "What kind of son do I raise?"

His child is in junior high school and only knows that he is tempted to play all day long. He can't beat him well and scold him even if he scolds him. Ji Zhenru scolds him with a singular swear word. More than ten years ago, I didn't spit you on the wall!

The rest of the story, his son couldn't understand anything, but his son immediately understood this yellowish voice, and retorted contemptuously, "Are you a nerd, who has that number of squirting?"

That day, Ji Zhenru almost vomited blood because of this sentence.

Wang Jimin comforted him: "Old plan, don't worry, Wang Er is a genius and a child prodigy. Don't talk about your son, even my daughter, you can't compare."

"Uncle Wang, I am not a child prodigy or a child anymore. Although it is two fairy tales, what I want to say is that you must learn to be content in life. Of course, it should be yours, and you cannot easily snatch it away. If it is not yours, don't make bad ideas."

That's right, the few nodded together.

Wang Er continued: "What is true happiness? It is a low-level level that satisfies the needs of vision, hearing, smell, taste, touch, and high-level level to satisfy one's own spiritual enjoyment. The latter is more complex. Humans are group animals, with selfish and altruistic sides. They cannot completely ignore themselves. That is also an extreme statement.

Several people nodded again.

"You can't just consider yourself and not others, it's even more extreme. I'm young and like to think about random thoughts, but I can't think of it anymore. But I think it's okay and happy to help others moderately with my own ability. This is the thought to be expressed in this fairy tale."

After Wang Er finished speaking, he felt relieved and finally came to his senses.

Several people did not fully agree with it. Although Wang Er's spirit is commendable, he did too much and gave half of his income to donate it, it would be great. Or he thought that Wang Er was finally a child, and he didn't know the importance of it. He just made a vow in his heart and donated 90% of his income, which was a bit unreasonable.

It’s just the money earned by others. What can you do if you donate it to a charity?

"Did the Cao family cause trouble for you again?" Wang Jimin asked worriedly.

"The school expelled me. After being discharged from the hospital, I stayed at home to write. His family was unwilling to accept it and used their connections to seal off my noodle shop. It was Wang Wenming's noodle shop, and invited some leaders to dinner, and took out another 5,000 yuan to compensate for the medical expenses. He said that this matter was over, so it should be done."

"How could this be the case?" Chen Duoduo said in disbelief.

"Sister Chen..."

"Don't call me girls anymore."

"I shouted, Sister Chen, you just left school. Although there are not many such things, they are everywhere. But you were lucky enough to not meet them. Otherwise, you thought my article "The Little Match Girl" was written as fun? My family is fine, but you didn't go to the welfare home to read it, which is shocking."

"Chen Duoduo, don't question it. I have seen others encounter similar things," said Wang Jimin.

Li Changhua asked tentatively: "Do you decide the contract or your family decide the contract?"

"Talk me, I agree with the others. I must add one. You can see," Wang Er opened Qiandu. It is now 2006. The entertainment industry has begun various hypes, various fights, scandals, and points of exposure...

"They do this and it is easy to become famous. If they continue to do so, what will the public think about the entertainment industry? The entertainment industry is also a symbol of a country's soft power and a smoke-free industry."

"Smoke-free industry?" Ji Zhenru was stunned for a moment.

"Industry that will not affect the environment," it was only 2006. China still did not pay much attention to environmental protection. Wang Er did not say much: "Actors and singers are also a legitimate profession. This is not the old society. However, these people make themselves like shameless prostitutes."

"Yes," Wang Jimin and others sighed.

With the development of technology and the arrival of the audio-visual era, the writing industry is destined to gradually slide to the bottom of this industrial chain. However, as writing workers, most people still have a noble attitude, and of course, they are not accustomed to some practices in the entertainment industry.

Chen Duoduo said: "Wang Er, you are really amazing, more than I think."

"Sister Chen, just thinking about it. One must be noted. I must not use my age to hype my works in any way, nor can I reveal my true age to the media. I am now off for school, and I still want to go to school peacefully in the future."

But Wang Er knew in his heart that this idea might be a bit difficult, but if you are a monk who hits the clock for a day, it will be a day to delay it.

"This, this..." Li Changhua was a little reluctant.

"Uncle Li, my family is kind by nature and values ​​friendship. Even if I use my age to hype and sell hundreds of thousands of books, would I be happy if my peaceful life is broken? I haven't really been writing for a long time, and this is a small beginning."

Wang Er pointed to the two documents he had just created in the computer, and pointed to his brain: "I still have many wonderful ideas here."

Should I make a quick money in a short time, or should I choose it for a long time?

How to choose, I know how to choose.

Moreover, what Wang Er said is indeed reasonable. Once Wang Er’s real age is exposed, it will cause a huge sensation in China.

Fame must have been gained, but Wang Er wanted to live a peaceful life and study calmly, but there was no way to go. Of course, some people were vain, had income, and had reputation, so it didn't matter whether they went to school or not. However, some people would care, and they were geniuses. As long as they were geniuses, they often had some strange behaviors or personalities.

Through the conversation just now, we can also see that this little prodigy's talent is so scary, but his personality is a bit awkward, and he can really tear down the cooperation between the two parties.

"Okay, you won, borrow your computer for use." Li Changhua said helplessly. What a good topic, but because of some strange diseases of this little prodigy, he dare not take advantage of them.

It’s easy to add a condition, and the new contract is done in the blink of an eye.

"Wang Er, no matter how smart you are, you still have to ask your parents to come, otherwise it would be difficult to sign the contract."

"Okay, you must not say the specific royalties."

"Ah, you didn't tell your parents?"

"No need. Although I donated a lot, I still left a lot of royalties. The income from the noodle restaurant is enough to meet the family's living needs," Wang Er said. In fact, he felt a little bleeding. If he donated half of it, even if he donated 60%, Wang Er would be willing to give up, but if he donated 90%, the system was too ruthless.

Wang Er first took Chen Duoduo to copy first, and then asked his parents to come back.

"Is it really published? When will it be published?" Wang Laoshi shivered.

"Dad, now we are signing the contract. After signing the contract, we will submit approval, edit, review, proofread, approve, apply for the book, determine the number of issuances, typesetting, printing, and it will take several months to see the book."

"So that's how it is."

However, this is a fairy tale. The previous process will be very fast. Even if the layout is typed, it will become electronic layout, which is much faster than Wang Er imagined.

When Wang Laoshi and his wife returned home, they were truly cultural people.

In fact, Wang Er can be considered a cultural person now, but his son is often neglected.

Wang Laoshi and his wife were both a little nervous.

The few people no longer had any doubts. Where can I find someone to write for such a father?

After signing the letter, Li Changhua said: "Comrade Wang Junhong, Wang Er talked about the Cao family. Don't worry, his family is just a few rich sparrows, and your son is a swan with extremely talented talent. The two cannot be compared at all."
Chapter completed!