lcionline Chapter 16 What should the reborn do?
Chapter 16 What should the reborn do?
As a member of the family, Chen Lang naturally couldn't escape it either.
Liu Xiaoli believed that whether she was herding one sheep or two, it was all the same.
Although Langya is a boy, we don't expect him to become a dancer, but practicing basic skills and stretching is good for his health.
Maybe it will help me grow taller.
So Chen Lang joined the ranks of those who were yelling.
It hurts, but it's nowhere near as bad as An Feng's.
He just felt that if he didn't join in with a shout, he would seem too out of place.
On the other hand, Chen Lang also began to intentionally or unintentionally reveal a little bit of his musical talent.
At my cousin Yao Feng's house.
When Yao Feng played another note on the piano and asked him what it was...
Chen Lang no longer pretended to know nothing, unlike before.
"Shuo".
"What about this one?"
"Meow."
Yao Feng initially thought it was a coincidence.
But when he played more than a dozen single notes in a row, and Chen Lang answered them all accurately, the expression on his face changed from surprise to ecstasy.
He then tried playing two notes at the same time, and then three notes.
Chen Lang could still clearly distinguish each sound.
"Do, Mi".
"Suo, west, come here."
This completely delighted Yao Feng, the cousin's brother, and Li Xinmin, the cousin's wife.
"Perfect pitch!"
"My God! This child has perfect pitch!"
Yao Feng hugged Chen Lang, his face flushed with excitement.
For someone involved in music education, nothing is more exciting than discovering a genius.
Moreover, it was the posthumous child of my deceased cousin.
Yao Feng would often express his regret to his aunt.
"It's a pity the An family beat them to it; otherwise, it would have been so great for them to be Nana's male generals!"
"It's only a 6-year age difference, not much."
Aunt Li Xinmin, my cousin's wife, also complained with a look of agreement.
"Exactly, it would be so much better if the two of you could make music together in the future. It's all Shen Jingfang's fault."
"Lang Yazi and Nana have been living for three generations, why doesn't he entrust them to us?"
"Look at things now, it's so hard for Xiaoli to take care of two by herself."
Okay, Chen Lang mourns for his cheap father who was caught in the crossfire for no reason.
Xiao Anfeng was still grinning foolishly, showing no sign of worry that her husband had almost been stolen away.
Yao Beina is 9 years old, and she vaguely feels that what her parents said makes a lot of sense.
How wonderful it would be if my handsome and well-behaved younger brother were my own.
She also wants to sleep with it every day.
In the days that followed, new content was added to Chen Lang's schedule.
Vocal performance, music theory, and basic composition.
Yao Feng and Li Xinmin began to systematically introduce him to music.
Chen Lang was happy to have something to do.
Being treated like a toy by An Feng every day is really wearing down my willpower.
He couldn't be happier to have something productive to do now.
In the past two years of self-reflection and secret observation, he has also made some vague plans for his future.
As a reborn person, what should you do?
He thought about this problem for a long time.
The first thought that popped into my head was, of course, to live off my wife.
With such a great script, wouldn't it be better to be a kept man who lives off women?
But soon, he removed this seemingly most exciting rebirth plan from the outline.
How many salted fish can actually remain idle indefinitely?
He had seen many people who constantly talked about salted fish, but ended up being even more arrogant than the Crooked-Mouthed Dragon King.
Everyone has a few people they care about. Unless you live in seclusion in the mountains, how can you possibly have time to relax?
Although his wife is destined for great success, her journey has not been smooth sailing.
Could I just stand by and watch her get through it?
Instead of thinking about unrealistic things, it's better to plan things out properly.
The first thing he rejected was a career in politics.
Too tiring, too complicated, too deep.
He was an artist in his past life, and he had neither the interest nor the talent for the intricacies of officialdom.
Doing business?
He wasn't particularly interested either.
As a reborn person, making money is the easiest thing.
The hardest thing is how to protect your money.
In his previous life, he was just average; even at his wealthiest, he never had more than 10 yuan in his bank account.
Besides spending all day scrolling through Douyin (TikTok), thinking he was knowledgeable and well-informed, he gradually realized that all of that information was just information that others could see.
It is really difficult for people to hold onto wealth that is beyond their knowledge.
Money is something you only need enough of.
How much can a person spend in their lifetime?
Ah Zu's statement that he would stop once he earned 3000 million was very meaningful.
If you add more, that money might not be yours anymore.
Take his godfather, Chen Jinfei, for example.
Will I earn less money in the future?
The rich list includes people whose names are recorded.
And in the end? Something still happened.
He then thought of Pang Donglai, who was later known as a breath of fresh air in the business world.
They would rather distribute the profits generously to their employees than grow the company too large.
And there's also Prince's Milk...
The wisdom contained here is worth pondering.
As for the connections between the An and Liu families, just look at Liu Yifei in his previous life. Wasn't he often slandered?
The older generation is getting old; in the end, they still have to rely on themselves.
After much thought, he decided that his future career path should still focus on the arts.
Chen Lang felt he had been lucky enough in his life.
There is a mother, Uncle An, maternal grandparents, godfather, uncle and aunt, cousin, and young wife.
We can't ask for too much.
Protect the people you care about, live a wonderful and carefree life, that's enough.
Hmm? Chen Lang scratched his head.
I feel like I've forgotten something...
He glanced at Xiao Anfeng, who was being held down by Liu Xiaoli and was wincing in pain.
Liu Xiaoli instilled in this girl from a young age the idea that she should take over her job and become a dance performer.
With the decline of stage plays, the future will naturally shift to the screen.
Judging from her current practice, which is excruciatingly painful but still perseveres after crying, her stubborn Virgo-like personality is beginning to emerge.
Once she sets her mind to something, she'll go all the way, never turning back until she hits a brick wall.
It seems she's determined to become an actress.
What about yourself?
He had also considered becoming an actor.
After all, having common topics with your wife is essential for a lasting relationship.
Although people always say that the entertainment industry is dirty, this world is a makeshift operation, is there anywhere clean?
On the contrary, those in the entertainment industry who are exposed to the spotlight still have some reservations.
At least from the perspective of a reborn person, as long as he doesn't go too far, he can still do quite well.
He was once carried by his cousin back to his nominal home.
It's in the room next door.
The house was always empty and kept very clean, obviously someone came to clean it regularly.
In the room, he saw a photo of his adoptive father and biological mother.
The man in the photo has striking eyebrows and bright eyes, exuding heroic spirit. With a slight upturn at the corners of his mouth, he has a roguish charm.
The woman was gentle and beautiful, with a smile as lovely as a flower.
The man is handsome, and the woman is beautiful.
He was very satisfied with this gene.
Having a handsome face is a basic requirement for becoming an actor.
But he had a fatal worry.
height.