I am a cat, it is actually the president who came here

Chapter 27

"What fiance, can you speak?"

Now it was Lin Bai's turn to dodge the thrown unknown object in embarrassment.

"Huh~ It's all cat saliva, you don't care about it now, huh?"

What Song Shushu threw over was Song Dameng's plush mouse toy. He didn't know when it fell into the crack of the sofa, so he picked it up and threw it over.

"Hmph, don't talk about these things, and talk about that Chen Tianyi."

Lin Bai didn't make a fool of himself, "How should I put it, among these second generations, it is considered quite satisfactory, and it makes sense. Your father should have known a little before choosing him for you."

Song Shushu just sneered at this, she didn't believe how much paternal love Song Qingxiang had for her, nor did she believe that this so-called fiancé was so special, otherwise the mother and daughter wouldn't hold back.

"It's a very clichéd little white flower falling in love with a rich young master." Lin Bai's expression was exaggerated at one point, which was enough to show how speechless he was about this matter. They are all girls with very simple identities and backgrounds, who can be split into octopuses without overturning."

"There's another one in his secretary's office now."

Song Shushu had no feelings for Chen Tianyi, and was even more resistant to the matter of marriage. She didn't feel angry when she heard this, but her focus was always very strange.

"Can such a secret matter be known to you clearly?"

Lin Bai waved his hand, hiding his achievements and fame.

"Hey, to get around in society, of course you have to rely on friends."

Song Shushu stroked Ji Sui's shiny hair and remained silent for a while.

"From the moment I walked out of Song's house, I never planned to let my future have any involvement with them."

"Will do."

The atmosphere became a little silent for a while.

"Things have to be resolved one by one." Song Shushu was very open-minded, after all, one cannot become fat in one sitting.

Those nightmarish days can no longer affect her emotions, what she has to do now is to get as much exposure as possible while she still has some topicality.

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The live broadcast room, which had been silent for several days, finally reopened.

In just one minute after she started the live broadcast, thousands of people flooded in, and the live broadcast link spread rapidly in various forums.

[Quick, quick, shuuu started the live broadcast. 】

[Frog fun, is that the lady who was plagiarized by a certain artist surnamed Qiao, and finally took him to court domineeringly? 】

[Those who witnessed the incident passed by, the one upstairs is right, the young lady is super tough. 】

[I heard that a well-known lawyer in the industry was invited to file this lawsuit. This young lady has something. 】

[Oh my god!Who knows, family members, I was originally a fan of Qiaomou, and I went to archaeological videos of uu with the idea of ​​anti-criminalism, but I was captured by the voice of the young lady! 】

[U's army comes to report~~]

[Welcome everyone to enter the pit vertically, the beautiful and fierce young lady. 】

At this time, the data of the live broadcast skyrocketed, and the platform even pushed it to the home page.

Song Shushu was a little dizzy at first sight of such a dense barrage of bullets. Netizens swiped too fast and could only reply with short sentences.

—Is "Far" really your original work?

"Yes, that song "Far" is my original, but its name is "Wind Up"."

—Can I sing "The Wind Rises" tonight?

"I don't know if the original song can be released now. I'll talk to my lawyer tonight."

—Miss sister is really beautiful and sweet
"Thank you for the compliment, you are also very cute."

After a few rounds, the audience in the live broadcast room gradually grasped the rules of her flop and controlled the number of words asked.

—When will you show your face live, I want to see the real face of the beauty.

"Everyone just listen to the music."

Of course, the live broadcast room was not full of compliments. There were a few aggressive bullet screens floating by, but they were ignored by her out of sight and out of mind. Unexpectedly, they posted more happily.

—What is the relationship between you and Qiao Ming?
"Relationship between Plaintiff and Defendant."

--How can it be!Then how did he get your original.

"I'm also very curious about this point. As for the final result, why don't we squat down together?"

——Hahahahaha, my sister is really ruthless.

——What kind of sympathy do you need to treat plagiarism monsters.

——In what age do you still have to say that this kind of victim is wrong.

——Brother Qiao couldn't have plagiarized an unknown little singer!
——We Joe fans will always believe in Brother Qiao.

——So speechless, you don’t read the news on the Internet at all.

——Why are you arguing here? We're here to watch the beauties sing, not to watch you fans gossip.

——Joe fans, get out!Going crazy like a bunch of lunatics.

——The anchor still wants to make a debut after making troubles, it's just a vampire.

——Whether the Qiao fans are finished, even if the younger sister wants to debut, it's none of your business, your brother will be sued in court for plagiarizing other people's works.

After Song Shushu tuned the guitar strings, he saw another noise on the barrage, and was a little confused for a while.

Am I already this hot?Someone came to me to fight?

She doesn't know yet, because Qiao Ming's actions in the past two years have offended some artists. These people have endured for a long time because of Ji's face, and they finally jumped out. Exit yourself.

With the escalation of the scolding war, fans of various families left the stage one after another, and the barrage was extremely lively.

Song Shushu was not in a hurry to say anything, but just plucked the strings with great interest.

Several people quarreled more and more, until a new audience discovered her work.

——Wait, what song is the anchor playing?
——Ambush on all sides?
——My good fellow, it really fits the occasion.

——Hahahahaha, I died from laughing, when others quarreled in the live broadcast room, she even played the accompaniment.

——The main thing is to be a companion.

——You guys are so amazing hahahahahahaha.

Of course, the parties in the quarrel also saw these comments, and only heard her soundtrack after they calmed down.

— A little politeness, but not much.

——When someone quarrels with your soundtrack, awesome.

Fans and passers-by from other houses found it interesting, but only Qiao fans continued to break the defense.

"Huh? Is the quarrel over?"

——No, no, you can continue to quarrel when you change the song (狗头)
——Let’s play music and dance~
Song Shu was overwhelmed with joy, and changed the song recommended on the barrage like a good one.

Lay down on the table early, afraid that she will live broadcast an unexpected age "."

I really don't understand these people.

One night, there were all kinds of comments on the barrage, some were arguing, some were singing, and of course, there were some who were fighting in the middle.

Ji Suishi acquiesced in her behavior of treating herself as a music stand, and quietly played the guitar with her all night.

The three hours of the live broadcast soon passed, until Song Shushu put away the guitar, turned on the barrage mute and said, "Okay, this is the end of today's live broadcast."

After finishing speaking, he turned off the live broadcast room regardless of the barrage's persuasion.

"Hands are sore."

That's what he said, but looking at the smile on her face, you can tell that this person is very excited to watch the excitement.

Touching the cold water with her paw, as expected, she immediately raised the glass and drank it quickly, and then put the glass on the table.

"I can't drop this cup."

Her throat, which hadn't drank water for several hours, became clear again after being moistened by the cold water, but she still slumped on the desk, not wanting to move, playing with the black cat's paw.

That night, a headline "continue to play music and then dance" became a hot search.

(End of this chapter)