"Auntie, it's all my fault. I came here privately this time and it has nothing to do with Huimin. I apologize to you here!" Zhao Chen owed a moment and apologized sincerely. He knew very well that this sudden visit was indeed a little abrupt, and he didn't want Zhou Huimin to be scolded for no reason. In addition, he wanted to leave a good impression on Zhou Huimin's mother, so he could only do this at this time, otherwise he would not be considered a responsible man!

Zhou Huimin's mother was surprised. She never expected Zhao Chen to apologize. She had seen too many boys, but she had never seen such a polite person, which directly prompted her eyes to become much more friendly.

"This is not your business, auntie will make you a cup of tea first!"

"Auntie, no need, I'm planning to go home!" Zhao Chen shook his head and refused.

"That's how it's not good to be entertained this time, but I wonder where you live in Zhao Chen?"

"My family lives in Tseung Kwan O, where the scenery is very good. If aunt and Hui Min go one day, I can go and act as a guide for you!" In order to leave an impression of honesty and naturalness, Zhao Chen naturally told the truth, but in the end he expressed his kindness again.

When Zhou Huimin's mother heard the place name Tseung Kwan O, she couldn't help but be stunned. She thought that Zhao Chen also lived in Mong Kok, but she didn't expect that it was so far away.

"I'll go when my aunt has time!" Zhou Huimin's mother finally agreed politely and sent Zhao Chen out of the house. She couldn't tell what she had about Zhao Chen in her words.

But when she closed the door, her face suddenly became gloomy and she returned to Zhou Huimin's room with a mighty momentum. Seeing her baby daughter holding a piece of paper, she was so angry that she didn't even get angry.

"Xiao Min, that Zhao Chen is really a friend of you?"

"yes!"

"How long have you known each other?"

Zhou Huimin was a little difficult to speak out now, but she still said, "It's about one week!"

When Zhou Huimin's mother heard her daughter say this, she suddenly became excited and shouted in a nearly roaring voice: "You have only known him for a week. Do you know that there are many bad people outside now? What if this is not good?"

"Mom, I know, but he is not a bad person!" Zhou Huimin is an extremely stubborn person. What he believes cannot be changed. This is her advantage and also her shortcomings, but this also makes her achieve considerable achievements.

"Xiao Min, will the bad guy write those two words on his face? Mom doesn't care whether he is a good person or a bad person, but you can't be so willful in the future. What if he is a bad person!"

"Mom, I know the right way! He is a cartoonist and a piano master!" When Zhou Huimin thought of Zhao Chen's elegance when playing "Fairy Tale", he immediately regarded him as a so-called piano master. If Zhao Chen knew about this, he would not know what he would feel.

"Cartoonist? Piano master? Xiao Min, this must have been his tricks. How old is he? He looks only two or three years older than you. How could he be a cartoonist and a piano master?" Zhou Huimin's mother was so angry this time. She felt that Zhou Huimin's words were no different from a fantasy. How could a boy who was that big could be so outstanding?

"Mom, I didn't lie to you. He just showed me the comics he drew. The painter was really good, not worse than those comic masters! Also, before you came, he also played a piano song he created himself. You see, he wrote the music, and he wrote the lyrics. He was really not what you said!"

When Zhou Huimin saw that her mother suspected Zhao Chen's talent, she felt a little angry for some reason. She has always been very stubborn, and even if her mother suspected that she would continue to persevere.

"Then you just play the musical score, and I don't believe it. He may have used someone else's song to fool you!"

Zhou Huimin's mother naturally didn't believe it, but instead felt that the more she said it, the more she was, the more she was able to write music and lyrics at such an older age. How talented is this?

"Okay!" Zhou Huimin naturally agreed. When she talked to her mother, she kept breathing in her heart, wanting to see her mother convinced. So she sat directly in front of the piano and placed the lyrics of the music score in front of herself.

When the soft tune sounded, Zhou Huimin's mother suddenly frowned. She could tell that she had never heard of this tune. When she continued to listen, Zhou Huimin's voice sounded. Her voice seemed very sweet. When she was singing "Fairy Tale", it was another scene. Because of the first time she sang, she often sang the wrong tone. Despite this, it was not much worse than Zhao Chen. As long as she practiced more, I believe it would be much better.

Although Zhou Huimin's mother is a workaholic, she usually likes music very much because it makes her feel relaxed. But for this reason, she still feels unbelievable because she has never heard of this piano song. The most important thing is that it is still in Mandarin version!

Zhou Huimin's mother chewed the lyrics carefully at the end, and her eyebrows became more and more raised. This piano song is indeed good, but the content contained in its lyrics makes her feel dangerous, and it is easy to get her baby daughter into it!

But she also knew Zhou Huimin's stubborn personality very well. Even if she took away the lyrics herself, she would likely show signs of bottoming out and rebounding. For a moment, she fell into tangle.

When Zhou Huimin finished playing, she found that her mother's eyes were a little dull, and she thought that her mother was shocked by Zhao Chen's amazing talent.

"Mom, what do you think? When I become proficient, I will definitely sing better than I am now. Then I can play it for you every day." Zhou Huimin really hopes that she can share the burden of this family, but she can't help. Looking at her mother's tired face, she said quickly, hoping to reduce her pressure on her mother.

"It's really good. Mom believes you, but the identity of a cartoonist is still to be discussed, and it's true to see it!" Zhou Huimin's mother was entangled for a moment, and finally sighed softly, and decided not to stop Zhou Huimin from playing this song for the time being, but she still couldn't believe that Zhao Chen was a cartoonist!

"Mom, he said that his comics will be serialized in "Good News Magazine" in two days, so we will buy a "Good News Magazine" the day after tomorrow, and you will believe it."

Seeing his daughter's swearing, Zhou Huimin's mother actually believed most of the time, but in order to make sure, she decided to make a decision if she saw it the day after tomorrow!

Zhao Chen naturally would not know about the conversation and dispute between the mother and daughter. If he knew, he might have a bright smile because the effect seemed very good.

Unfortunately, he still didn't know. After returning home, Zhao Chen stuffed the bag of women's clothing in his hand into his mother's hand and put a bag of rice he had just bought in the kitchen.

"Chen'er, what is this?" Wang Ya couldn't help but ask in confusion when she saw her son stuffing two bags into her hands.

"Mom, just open it and look at it."

Wang Yayiyan opened the bag, and when she saw that what was inside was covered with clothes, she had a look of surprise on her face.

"Chen'er, where did we get this? Although our family is poor, we still have to live with backbone!"

Zhao Chen didn't know what his mother meant, so he quickly explained: "Mom, do you still remember what I said when I went out in the morning? I said I would take my comic to submit it! It turned out to be successful. The clothes were bought, so you can accept them with confidence. Your son wouldn't have cheated on a few pieces of clothes!"

"Ah, it's really successful? You're not lying to mom, are you?" Wang Ya looked in disbelief. Although she also felt that the comics her son drew were very good, she always felt that happiness came too suddenly.

"Yes, it's true. Of course I won't come to lie to you, right! Look, this is a contract!" Zhao Chen took out the contract from his arms with a little seriousness on his face and handed it to his mother.

Wang Ya's father was Zhao Chen's grandfather. When his grandfather was still alive, he was an intellectual, which directly led to Wang Ya's life being poor, but he still knew the words. He carefully spread the paper and looked at it carefully.

When Wang Ya saw the royalties of 100 yuan per page, her turbid eyes immediately glared at the boss. She never thought that the comics her son drew were so profitable. With the speed of her son's paintings, the royalties alone would be hundreds of dollars a day. This felt like she was in a dream. As for the 10% single-line payment, Wang Ya couldn't understand it.

"100 yuan per page is too high. Chen'er, what is the share of this 10% single book?"

"Mom, the royalties can only be considered small for cartoonists. As for the single-line payment, this is the big part of the comics' income, which is much more than the royalties!"

After hearing Zhao Chen's explanation, Wang Ya felt light and fluent. Although she knew that her son had been smart and sensible since she was a child, she still felt seriously underestimated. According to her words, other people's children were still asking their parents for money at this age, but their children had the ability to make more money than their parents. The difference between the two was quite big!
Chapter completed!