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Chapter 54 - Chapter Nine - Sixty: The Curtain
In the backstage dressing room, everyone didn't leave until He Kangsheng came. No one thought that the matter would go to this point, and everyone buried their heads in silence.

Shen Hao was no longer in the mood to celebrate, and now he hoped that He Kangsheng would not take his anger out on him for a while.

The instigator, Qian Mengjun, was even more uneasy, frowning into Sichuan characters, clasped fingers, and kept walking up and down. If she knew that this kind of thing would happen, she would not open her mouth if she was killed.

Seven or eight minutes later, He Kangsheng came back with a gloomy face, looked at Qian Mengjun and Shen Hao, and was furious. If possible, he really wanted to kill them.

"Drink some water, calm down." The staff handed over the water glass.

Holding the water glass, the more He Kangsheng thought about it, the more unpleasant it became. He gritted his teeth and smashed the glass with a bang, startling the nearest Fang Jing.

"Are you dumb? Why don't you talk? Qian Mengjun, aren't you very capable? You want to hit someone with your teeth and claws, why stop now?"

"And Shen Hao, today's incident would have happened if you hadn't talked too much? Do you know how much the station has suffered because of tonight's incident?"

"Maybe this show will be the last season! It's all because of your farts. What do you think I should do?"

Hearing that the matter was so serious, everyone dared not speak easily, and bent their heads like ostriches, staring at the toes of their shoes intently.

The guilt-ridden Shen Hao's heart has already cooled down. If the time could be restarted, he would kill her and jump off the stairs, he would not treat her to dinner.

"Qian Mengjun!"

"Ah!" Qian Mengjun raised his head hastily, with a nervous and frightened expression.

"You and Shen Hao don't want to participate in the next finals. In the next round, you will find a reason to be eliminated. I will notify Xiong Li to lead the team."

One thought of heaven, one thought of hell, this is Shen Hao's mood now, he was stunned just after He Kangsheng finished speaking, and it was over before he had time to enjoy the joy of promotion.

Looking at Qian Mengjun with unwilling and murderous eyes, he nodded helplessly, "Got it!"

His eyes were red, Qian Mengjun was stunned, his heart was so cold that He Kangsheng didn't have time to pay attention to her, and turned his head to look at other people.

"You guys are all rotten about what happened today. If someone asks, why don't you teach me? Especially Fang Jing and Liu Wei, just say what you just said."

"do you understand?"

"understand!"

"Go back and rest yourself!"

……

Some families were happy and some were sad, Shen Hao and Qian Mengjun were in the cold, and the remaining eight people won the next game. Guo Pinru didn't know how the others were feeling, but she felt that the road was a bit drifting, and she probably woke up laughing from a dream.

But at least he is an adult, so he still has some self-control, and he has to put on a dejected and regretful face in front of Shen Hao.

"It's a pity, it shouldn't be like this with your strength, take care."

"Brother Shen, if you need help, just say, brother can help!"

"Old Shen, you should make a good stand first, and see you at the company."

No more stress.In the next few days, everyone lived very easily, except Qian Mengjun, who was crying all day long, as if his father had died.

Now when she saw Shen Hao walking around, she didn't dare to say hello at all. After all, she was wrong, and she was afraid that Shen Hao would beat her up if he spoke.

那里 湖面 总是 澄清
那里 空气 充满 宁静
雪白明月 照 在 大地
藏 着 你 最 的 秘密

或许 我 不 该 问
让 你 平静 的 心 再 涟 漪
……

In the private room of Room K, Long Bin was singing about the forest of Norway, and the others applauded, and each of them answered a few words from time to time. Of course, Shen Hao wasn't there, so he probably wasn't in the mood at this moment.

Fang Jing didn't like this kind of atmosphere, so he used the excuse of going to the bathroom to get some air, and stayed outside without going back, letting the biting cold wind hit his face.

"You don't seem to like K songs very much, why do you force yourself to come?" A cold voice came from behind, and Fang Jing knew who it was.

Except for Liu Wei who didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, no one else would run out like him. "The first rule of life in the workplace, being a human being is more important than work."

"How old are you, and what kind of workplace do you know?" Leaning his hands on the railing, Liu Wei said looking into the distance.

Fang Jing chuckled, "It has nothing to do with age. Some people live for decades and don't understand anything, and some people are already well-versed in the world at a young age."

"And talk about me, I see you've worked really hard to pretend, aren't you here too?"

"All eight people are here. If I don't come, someone might say behind my back that I don't fit in. Speaking of which, the two of us haven't talked much yet. Let's get to know each other again. My name is Liu Wei."

Looking at the outstretched hand, Fang Jing gently shook it, "Fang Jing! Take care of me in the future."

Liu Wei couldn't help laughing, "Do you still need my attention? You are the most popular among this group of people. Just watch, everyone will call you brother after the show is over."

"I am, this is calling me old, let Fang Jing be more natural." Fang Jing smiled modestly.

The entertainment industry has never been a place where seniority is ranked based on age. Whoever is more famous is the elder brother. With his current resources and popularity, others are indeed not as good as him.

In fact, it’s pretty good to be called brother. There used to be an old actor in his 40s who met and called Xiao Xianrou Teacher XX. There was no way, the popularity was not as good as others, so he could only shout like this, and he couldn’t accept the market.

"If you didn't say I would have forgotten who you are, tsk tsk! No wonder Zhang Ailing said that it is necessary to be famous as early as possible. If you had the awareness of you when you were young, you wouldn't be blowing cold wind here now."

"I was also forced. My family is poor. Besides, you are only in your 20s. Many people have struggled for more than ten years and are not as popular as you are now!"

Liu Wei is very popular in the Gufeng circle. Before the show, he has already accumulated some fans. Now he has reached the top ten in the country, and his popularity has doubled.

If her agent is willing to spend the capital, Liu Wei can hit the third-tier star in less than a year.

"Hey! What are you standing there for? It's rare to be happy, come and play." Han Qi saw that the two of them hadn't come back for a long time, so he came out and shouted.

"Okay, here we come!" Fang Jing looked at Liu Wei, "I'll go first, together?"

"it is good!"

……

In the blink of an eye, more than half of October passed, and the end of the month came unknowingly. The ten-to-eight match passed as scheduled. The next day, Shen Hao's manager, Xiong Li, came to pick him up and Qian Mengjun.

During the competition, Fang Jing didn't sing original songs, he practiced songs honestly every day, there are many teachers who understand music on the TV station, and they will ask if they don't understand.

When Han Hong was around, she would give some pointers, and Fang Jing gained a lot in just a few days.During this period, he asked for leave to go out twice, and Zhu Xian's side would be cut off if there were no code words.

Editor Chang He left him a message, telling him about Red Bull being banned, and told him that he had already applied for the appointment of the Great God, and he could sign the contract early next month.

Fang Jing didn't expect to fool people with nonsense, he thought there would be a bloody battle, he was ready to spend some money to increase the number of monthly tickets, who knew that Red Bull would lose like this.

In the editorial department, Chang He was shaking his head and humming a song while wearing headphones while working in front of the computer.

Fang Jing's great promise has been confirmed, and it will be sent in a few days, and his bonus is about to come down.When you are in a good mood, your work efficiency will increase a lot.

Usually when reviewing essays, I felt that these gangs wrote like elementary school students, but today I suddenly felt that they still have merits.

"Boss, can you keep a low profile?"

Lao Liang frowned and poked Chang He with the pen cap. He couldn't take it anymore. The two people's work areas were very close to each other, on the first floor. Hearing this devilish voice, his typing hands trembled.

"What are you talking about!!!" Chang Heyi shouted loudly.

Seeing more than a dozen pairs of gazes coming from around him, Lao Liang quickly lowered his head, pointed to the earphones on Chang He's ears, and signaled him to take them off first.

"What did you say? What's the matter?" Chang He asked blankly after taking off the earphones.

"Brother, I know you are very happy, but can you keep a low profile? The whole office is filled with your magic voice that haunts you for three days."

Chang He was taken aback. He did sing just now, but it shouldn't be very loud, right?Glancing left and right, he whispered, "Did everyone hear that?"

"Nonsense! Look back and see what kind of smiles that row of girls have?"

When Chang He turned his head, he saw seven or eight girls wearing earphones with their backs facing him, their shoulders were shaking like chaff, and the most exaggerated tears were laughing out.

"What are they doing?"

"You were recorded singing just now, and now several groups are posting wildly!"

Lao Liang clicked on the Penguin, dragged the mouse to the bottom, entered a group of dozens of people, and forwarded a link to Chang He.

Hearing this heart-piercing, earth-shattering weeping voice, no matter how thick-skinned Chang He is, he is now as red as a monkey's butt.

Seeing Lao Liang grinning grinningly, Chang He slapped him on the head, gritted his teeth and said, "Why didn't you call me?"

"Brother, I called! You can't listen!"

Seeing the playful eyes of his colleagues, Chang He covered his face, "It's over, my reputation is ruined, let me know who recorded me and him forever."

"By the way! Which group did you see it in? Help me find out who the uploader is?"

Seven or eight hundred authors under one editor came out to work in the group, and he couldn't remember how many other groups were built.

"Ahem! This was also forwarded to me by someone else. I don't know how many hands it is. I can't find it."

"Really?" Chang He scratched his forehead.

"Dididi! Everyone, come and listen, it's the first time our Chang Heda has given his voice!" In the Xianxia group, an author sent another link.

"Oh, I'm going, I haven't recovered after listening to it for 2 minutes."

"Is it really that powerful?"

"My quick-acting heart-rescuing pills are scattered all over the ground!!"

"Brother, don't speak up, your own people."

"It's only a million tuners away from being a professional."

……

Chang He's face turned blue, and the person who directly sent the link to Aite said, "Brother, where did you find it? I want to thank this benefactor."

"Old Liang from the supernatural group next door, you're welcome."

Old Liang didn't know that he had been sold, so he smiled and said, "Brother, what are you going to eat later, spicy chicken? Kung Pao chicken?"

Chang He snorted coldly, stared straight at him without speaking, and turned the computer screen over, "The phone speaker is pretty good! The recording is so clear, what brand is it?"

"Gulu!" Ziliang's throat rolled, "Huawei!"

"Bastard, I let you Huawei! I let you record..."

"Brother, if you have something to say, don't do it...don't slap your face, I was wrong, I was wrong, I was greedy for vanity, unclean, bah! I will tarnish your reputation, no, you sing too well, I Can't hold back,"

"Say, how many groups have you posted?"

"Not many." Lao Liang shook his head, "Thirty or so."

Changhe: ...

"Chang He, I didn't expect you to like young people's songs at such a young age. You are very energetic!" The editor-in-chief came to the editorial department with a thermos.

"No! Singing and playing around." Chang He was about to cry, but he didn't expect to startle the boss.Taking a look at Ziliang, how many groups does this bastard spread.

The editor-in-chief pointed at Chang He, and said with a smile: Modesty, you must go up and sing a song at the company's annual meeting this year. "

"Pfft, hahahahaha!" Lao Liang couldn't help laughing.

"Old Liang is also very happy? You go up too, just in time, you two brothers will give you the whole show."

"Hahahaha!" As soon as the editor-in-chief left, the others laughed from ear to ear, "Ziliang, don't worry, I will definitely save this year's video."

"I'm going! Changhe, the idol's new song has been released," an editor shouted.

During this period of time, Chang He played Fang Jing's song in the office every day, saying that this is his idol, and he was influenced by him every now and then, everyone shouted that.

"Really?" Turned on My Cool Music, Chang He entered Fang Jing's name, and the first top song appeared, "The wind is blowing."

Changhe had heard this song a few days ago, but it was when Fang Jing Huaxia's Voice of Dream entered four times and three times. Unexpectedly, the program group moved very quickly, so it was released.

Knowing this world for the first time

hang around
looking at the sky
Also willing to go through fire and water to walk it again

……

"This kid can do it!" Lao Liang praised after listening for a while, "The pitch of the verse of this song is so low and the chorus is so high that most people can't sing it at all."

"That's right, you don't even look at who he is." As if boasting himself, Chang He was prouder than anyone else.

"Yes yes yes! Singing is very good, very nice, but it's a pity to write novels, it's a waste of talent."

"Get out! Can you control other people's hobbies?"

The two were talking quietly, when a female editor suddenly yelled, "Damn it! Chang He, the idol seems to be in trouble."

"What's the matter?" Regarding Fang Jing's situation, Chang He was more concerned than his manager Yang Ning, for fear that he would suddenly stop writing.

"Look at his meagerness. Some people say that he plagiarized the music from the island country, and the comment section is full of scolding."

"Jiang Yunchang came out and was beaten. Is this what you call a talented singer?"

"You still say that our Lu Yan is not as good as the scenery? At least they have never plagiarized."

"Isn't it just using a song, what's the big deal? In the eighties and 90s Xiangjiang didn't do too many adaptations? The Four Heavenly Kings have all adapted it. Why don't you say they plagiarized?"

"A bunch of scumbags can't see the good of others"

……

The more Chang He looked at it, the colder his heart became. Once the plagiarism charge is confirmed, Fang Jing may not be able to hold his head up in the future. This will definitely be a devastating blow to him, a newcomer who has just debuted.

"Plagiarism by popular rookie singers"

"Singer plagiarism, young people should give a chance?"

"Why is plagiarism repeated in the entertainment industry?"

Things got bigger and bigger. At first, it was discussed by some big Vs, then several singers also participated, and then some experts jumped out to correct them. Three of the meager hot searches that day were related to Fang Jing.

"Sister! I've done everything you ordered. Tomorrow, the name Fang Jing will be seen by at least tens of millions of people."

(End of this chapter)