20 years of restarting life

Chapter 122 Duan Xingrang's Genius Filled
After having dinner outside, the four of Zhao Changan returned to the rented house within 2 minutes.

Yin Wan's phone call came in.

Zhao Chang'an and Yin Wan had a quick chat, then hung up the phone. Just as Zhong Lianwei opened the 'Pearl Music Forum', the phone rang again in a hurry.

This time it was Wang Yu, and I don't know where she got the number.

"Zhao Changan, what's going on with this recording and video? If it's really Xu Yijie's song, and no one cares about you when you sing it, why do you keep insisting that you are the original singer? Do you know that an unintentional lie, sometimes Can ruin a man's life, even if he is a genius!"

Zhao Changan didn't know how to explain it, so he hung up the phone with a 'click' sound.

Then ripped out the plug on the phone line.

Otherwise, he would be able to guess without even thinking about it, and the phone call tonight would blow him to death!
At this time, Zhong Lianwei had already found the top post.

A recording, a video link, and the following are densely packed with comments.

recording:

'Hi, I'm Yue Hailan, who are you?
I am Zhao Changan.

Zhao Changan!You know, we have been waiting for your call for a long time, it seems that you have already made a decision, let's talk.

At noon, Jinxi Hotel, Peony Room on the 3rd floor.

Okay, then let's see each other, Brother Jie and I are waiting for you to explain why you plagiarized the song "Those Years"! '

"Fuck!"

Zhao Changan cursed dumbfoundedly.

This bitch is really not a good person, she actually said something extra on purpose after hanging up the phone.

Thus giving people the illusion that he went to discuss with her because of plagiarism.

Zhong Lianwei clicked on the video link.

On the small screen, I opened the door and came in, "It's a bit late after school, I haven't ordered food, and there are classes at two o'clock in the afternoon, I will drink tea." '

You can see the whole body, as well as the moving lips.

and sit aside,
At this time, only the upper body of himself and Yue Hailan can be seen in the camera, and the parts above the neck cannot be seen.

'Ahem——'

Two violent coughs.

Apparently it was because the following paragraph took up too much time, and Yue Hailan's answer couldn't justify itself.

After completely erasing, it would be too weird not to fill in some sounds.

So geniusly added two violent coughs——Yue Hailan turned the Ruan Huazi and a sterling silver zippo lighter on the turning table to her. ——It just happens to correspond to the bright spot of coughing.

'It's ready to serve, just order, you're welcome. '

'Give me a pound of ground vegetable dumplings. '

"The cause of this incident is Brother Jie," Yue Hailan scooped up a small spoonful of bird's nest tremella, bowed his head and took a sip.

You can see her red lips, the spoon is put down, and the red lips are still in the camera.

'I met you on the No. 2 or No. 3 bus, and used your line sheet to compose the song "Those Years". ——'

Then, the red lips disappear in the shot.

"—"

A few seconds of silence.

"Fuck!"

Zhao Changan was in admiration, and there is such a ghost operation?
The word 'say', was eaten.

'What do you say? 'These three rhetorical words were also eaten.

It became his own silence in the face of accusations.

'I heard that you were the province's No. 60 in the college entrance examination and got a reward of 50 million yuan? How about [-] compensation——'

This passage was not edited.

It's just that corresponding to the previous words, there is also 'received a reward of 60 million yuan'.

It gave people the impression that Yue Hailan asked Zhao Changan to compensate Xu Yijie 50 yuan.

'50? '

The self on the screen stood up, "cough, cough—" another genius cough, replacing the sentence "Although I like money, I will never compromise with Xu Yijie, a plagiarist".

Then came my own voice, 'Looks like I shouldn't be wasting this time! '

Open the door and walk away.

The whole editing is smooth and flowing, and it feels impeccable!

Zhong Lianwei continued to scroll down, and the forum was full of replies.

After a quick scan, except for a very small number of people who are still questioning Xu Yijie's dictation time bug when he sang for the first time, and the authenticity of this recording and video: Is it Zhao Changan?Were the sounds in it added later?

The rest basically changed their direction and scolded Zhao Changan.

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"fake!"

Zeng Xiaoxiao's eyes were burning with anger, and her cheeks were flushed.

"Of course it's fake, it's spliced ​​and edited. Brother, why did you go to see that coquettish fox? You didn't eat the chicken, but you made a show of yourself instead?"

Zhong Lianwei complained: "If your first two advantages are not counterattacked successfully, I think selling computers online is quite mysterious!"

"They just want to confuse the water, as long as we don't get confused here. The first time he lied in Jinghai Gymnasium, this was Xu Yijie's fatal injury. And we have already obtained the copyright of this song, what do they take? Fight with us?"

Wen Ye smoked a cigarette and lit it: "I suggest suing Xu Yijie directly!"

"Don't worry, the wave is still too small now, remember what Gorky said?"

Zhao Changan looked around at Wen Ye, Zhong Lianwei, and Zeng Xiaoxiao.

"Let the storm come harder/stronger/more intense!"

The four roared in unison.

"You are all wrong, it is intense!"

"strong!"

"Fool, it's violent!"

"fierce!"

"Hahahaha-"

The four laughed.

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On the morning of the 11th, the four of Zhao Changan rode four bicycles and went straight to the gold shop in Xujiahui.

From afar, Zhao Changan saw Song Jing leaning against a red Beetle, wearing high boots, white leggings, black short leather skirt, and a fiery red sweater with big waves.

Especially eye-catching.

"Ring Ling Ling ~"

Zhao Changan rode his bicycle and rang the bell to stop.

Looking at Song Jing with a smile: "Senior sister is so pretty!"

"No, you can come here! What happened to the recording and video, you are too careless, Xu Yijie and the other old bastards in the world are all treacherous like ghosts, how dare you ask them to meet alone?"

Song Jing stared at Xiumu angrily, and looked at Zhao Changan: "Now they have caught the handle!"

"Hehe, senior sister smokes."

Zhao Changan was just about to take out his Red Jinling.

"Brother, smoke me!"

Zhong Lianwei jumped off his bicycle and hurriedly took out the Huazi lighter in his pocket, looking at Song Jing with admiration.

"Crack."

Song Jing lit a cigarette, and patted Zhong Lianwei's big hand with her small tender hand.

Indicate that he can turn off the lighter and move away.

Zhong Lianwei's bones were lightened by the beat.

Enraged by the back, Zeng Xiaoxiao, who disliked Zhong Lianwei's worthlessness, kicked him hard in the hollow of the leg.

Zhong Lianwei endured it silently, without making a sound.

"Are you in no hurry?"

Song Jing looked at Zhao Changan in surprise.

"What am I in a hurry for? I'm an upright person. The last sentence of the recording was said into the tape recorder after she hung up the phone. They edited the words in the video."

"Well, I also think the two coughs in that video are very abrupt, and I've never heard you cough before in my memory. Okay, I'll go back and tell Qinshe, and we'll fight back like this!"

Zhao Changan was moved in his heart,

I heard Song Jing say again in my ears: "It's a compensation for your wasted trip today. What's the matter with your phone, I haven't been able to get through, otherwise why would I get up so early this morning and go for a trip."

"What?"

Zhao Changan was not calm this time.

(End of this chapter)