However, the hair was sent out, and he didn't take it back, and after the message showed that it had been read, the other party quickly replied.

"I always believed in you!"

Han Zhixing raised his hand to cover his somewhat sour eyes, not wanting to admit that he was a little uncontrollable by the other party's simple words.

After a while, he let go, typed several lines, deleted them, and finally only sent two words lightly - "Thank you." ”

"Night Rain Chenjiu" came over with a few shy expressions, Han Zhixing thought, it must be a little girl in her twenties on the other side, right?

He sighed, retracted the idea he had just poked open the dialog, and only said a few random words to her.

In his impression, this person should be the kind of mature and well-informed person, and in previous exchanges, he can also see that he belongs to the upper class, and such a person must have a better way to deal with this kind of thing than himself in this situation. Therefore, when Han Zhixing poked the news, he thought to ask him for a favor.

However, at this moment, he looked at the trust in himself shown in the other party's speech, and the sudden surprise of his feelings, which made him unable to open his mouth for what he wanted to say.

It's not that there is no other way but him, after thinking about it, Han Zhixing didn't say anything after all.

But he didn't say it, but it doesn't mean that "Night Rain Aged Wine" won't ask,

After the two of them exchanged a few lukewarm gossips, "Night Rain Chenjiu" suddenly asked, "Han, what is that song all about?"

Han Zhixing was stunned for a moment, and replied: "This is the situation now, as for whether to offend or not, after that time, I had a relationship with her that I hated each other." ”

For his description, "Night Rain Aged Wine" couldn't help but send six points.

After a pause, he sent a series of ID numbers and screenshots, and then wrote at the bottom: "Zhao Er of the Zhao family invited the water army to hack you, I checked it, Zhao Er is pursuing Wang Zijun, I heard that the two of you have a holiday, in order to please Wang Zijun, after the plagiarism incident broke out, he invited the water army, and all the public opinion was directed to Wang Zijun." ”

Han Zhixing's eyes widened, and he couldn't react to the series of messages sent by "Night Rain Old Wine".

The information he gave was very detailed, from the audio of Zhao Er instructing his subordinates, to his subordinates getting orders to implement them, to asking Wang Zijun for credit when there was a mess on the Internet.

The whole process is very complete and reasonable, so that people can know the truth of the matter after watching it.

He stayed for a long time before he reacted, his fingers trembling, not knowing what words to type to express his feelings.

Eventually, he sent another "Thank you." ”

"Night Rain Aged Wine": I accepted this thank you unceremoniously, but although the explosion of these evidences can make public opinion no longer as one-sided as it is now, the similarity between your "dream" and Wang Zijun's "psychedelia" is as high as 99%, and if this matter is not resolved, everything will be in vain.

Han Zhixing's lips squirmed, and he told him what had happened.

"'Dream' was written by me, and I don't know why she knew it, but it was a dream of mine. ”

"Night Rain Sends North": Didn't you save the original manuscript when you wrote down the song?

Han Zhixing's throat was a little dry.

Although the only words displayed on the screen were cold, he still felt that the other party cared about him from these words.

It was such a subtle concern that made his whole person seem to come to life suddenly.

"The original, lost. ”

He was calm now.

"I suspect that Wang Zijun did it, and several unfinished manuscripts have also been lost. ”

Little by little, he told what he knew.

"I went out for inspiration before, and when I came back, I found that my family had been moved, and I checked and lost only those two things. ”

"Night Rain Aged Wine" only listened to his narration quietly, and did not reply.

Han Zhixing's heart became more and more calm, if he just held back the anger in his heart and pretended to be calm before, then when he saw the attitude of "Night Rain and Old Wine", he was really completely calm.

"Yesterday, I recalled the feeling I felt when I wrote 'Dreamland' at that time, and I re-improved the song, and I believe that the process of completing this song will definitely cause some trouble for Wang Zijun. ”

"There are still four days to go to the court, and I will ask Wang Zijun to come up with the inspiration and process of writing the song at that time. With Wang Zijun's ability, even if he can say something, it will only be the most superficial and superficial things, and I have this confidence. ”

Sending these words out in one breath, Han Zhixing moved his fingers slightly, feeling that his palms were a little wet.

He took a deep breath, put his phone down, pulled a piece of paper from the table, wiped his palms, and picked it up again.

"Night Rain Aged Wine": Can I listen to the new "Dreamland"?

"Night Rain Aged Wine": Forget it, no need, I believe in your ability.

"Night Rain Aged Wine": In that case, I will invite Mr. Wang to the scene that day, and he will definitely make the most fair judgment.

Han Zhixing stared at the word "Elder Wang" in his sentence, and he forgot to breathe for a while.

Wang Lao is talking about the Chinese musician Wang Yizhi.

He was born in a musical family and is a world-renowned musician, Paganini was once known as the "King of the Violin", and Wang Lao was known as the "Little Paganini".

No one can deny his attainments in music, and wherever the name Wang Yizhi appears, it represents the authority and benchmark of the music industry.

Han Zhixing subconsciously asked, "Can you invite Elder Wang?!"

"Night Rain Aged Wine": "My father and Wang Lao used to have some origins, not to mention your talent, as long as Wang Lao knew the truth, he would definitely not just look at a pearl like you in the dust."

He once listened to your songs and said that you are a very talented singer. ”

Han Zhixing blushed inexplicably when he said such an undisguised compliment.

Although he was proud, it was also from his peers or ordinary mortals, so he could get the affirmation of Wang Lao, and he was still excited in his heart.

At this moment, he had even forgotten the big things on his body, and his fingers trembled and asked, "Do you often see Wang Lao? Has Wang Lao ever heard my songs?

He asked several times in a row, and "Night Rain Aged Wine" was a little funny, and he didn't go back until he finished asking.

"Haven't you always been very confident? ”

Han Zhixing: "This is different. ”

"Night Rain Aged Wine": "Okay. In short, Wang Lao really praised you like this, don't be too excited. ”

"Night Rain Aged Wine": "Okay, you have been recuperating well in the past two days, and everything will definitely be revealed after the trial." ”

Han Zhixing's eyes were hot, and he typed the word "thank you" again.

Aside from those two words, he really didn't know what else he could say.

Even with these two words, he felt too pale to express his feelings.

Han Zhixing held the mobile phone, his cheeks flushed, and after a few minutes, he got up suddenly, threw the mobile phone, walked quickly to the desk, picked up the pen and wrote fluently.

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Zhao family.

Seeing that the person she was talking to had not replied for a long time, a teenage girl threw away the mobile phone in her hand and dragged her slippers downstairs.

An old man in the living room downstairs was sitting there reading a book, and when he saw the girl coming down, he quickly stood up and said with a smile: "Miss, good evening." You're finally down. ”

The girl raised her hand to cover her mouth and yawned lazily, tilted her head and greeted the old man: "Well, good evening, Grandpa Cheng." ”

The old man smiled helplessly, folded the newspaper and put it on the shelf, then walked in the direction of the kitchen, and asked as he went, "The cook has prepared dinner, what does the young lady want to eat?"

The girl had already walked downstairs at this time, and now looked around at the staircase, and then raised her feet to the soft fabric sofa and sat down, and the whole person was curled up in the sofa, looking more and more petite.

"Whatever, take whatever you want. ”

"Okay, miss, please wait. ”

The old man summed up in his heart what the girl liked to eat in the past, and on this basis, he matched the nutrition, and finally determined a few suitable things in his heart.

After a while, the girl finished dinner and asked the old man, "Grandpa Cheng, I remember that Grandpa Wang came back two days ago?"

The old man nodded: "Yes, Mr. Wang just returned to the Wang family's old mansion three days ago. ”

The girl blinked, and her round eyes looked shining in the light, mixed with some sly light, so that the old man who had watched her grow up instantly understood her thoughts.

"If you want to visit Wang's house, there is a set of purple clay pots here, and Mr. Wang must like it. ”

The girl smiled and squinted her eyes and thanked the old man, then went upstairs to change into a suitable set of clothes, and then went out with the gift box handed by the old man.

The Zhao family's house is not far from the Wang family, and even the two families can be regarded as next door - if you ignore the many gardens and woods in between.

The girl didn't drive, so she walked for more than ten minutes before she saw the gate of the Wang family.

Before she could get closer, a tall, thin figure suddenly approached her in the shadows by the wall.

The girl's footsteps froze, she raised her head, and smiled very pleasantly at the visitor.

As the distance between the two sides got closer and closer, the appearance of the person who came was gradually revealed.

This is a young man who looks to be in his twenties, with a handsome posture, a tall figure like a bamboo, and a pair of eyes that seem to hide countless stars in the twilight light.

The young man approached, lifted the thing in the girl's hand into his hand, and then the other free hand was naturally raised and gently rubbed on the top of the girl's head, and said with a gentle smile on his face: "Came over?"

The girl nodded, and the two walked side by side towards it, smiling and asking, "Is your grandfather at home?"

The young man glanced at her sideways, as if his eyes were mixed with sugar, with a hint of sweetness: "At home." For Han Zhixing's business?"

At this time, the two of them had already entered the gate, and fortunately, the courtyard of the Wang family was not small, and there was still some distance from the gate to the door of the house.

- These two people are the little soil of this world and the clouds and thousands of winds.

The goal of this small soil mission in this world is Han Zhixing.

However, unlike in the past, this time she did not directly possess Han Zhixing to complete the task, but attached herself to Zhao Rumo, the eldest lady of the Zhao family.

The eldest lady of the Zhao family was born in poor health, and was born with congenital heart disease, but her bone marrow is relatively scarce and difficult to match, so she can't change her heart when she grows into her teens, and has only undergone a few surgeries.

The Zhao family is also a wealthy family, and she completely raised a girl who has no ability to live, and the parents of the Zhao family and the two brothers above Zhao Rumo put her in their hands for fear of falling and holding it in their mouths for fear of melting, and they are very spoiled.

However, Zhao Rumo was not spoiled by her family at all, she was different from others since she was a child, she asked for leave for three days and two ends when she went to school, and she was a little unsociable after a long time, Zhao's father finally watched his baby daughter become more and more silent, and made a decision to let her recuperate at home, only go to school to get a certificate when she took an important exam.

The living environment and habits have made Zhao Rumo very quiet since she was a child, and after getting to know the Wang family, she stumbled upon her sensitivity to music, if it weren't for physical reasons, Wang Lao would have accepted her as a disciple a long time ago.

is also because of her love and seriousness for music, Zhao Rumo was fascinated by Han Zhixing's works when she first came into contact with him, and she also has an understanding of this aspect, so she can see Han Zhixing's potential in music, and on the other hand, she can also feel the sense of discord between Wang Zijun and her works.

At that time, when Han Zhixing's plagiarism incident broke out, she decided at first glance that Han Zhixing did not plagiarize.

However, the public didn't think like her, so the angry Wang Rumo didn't control her emotions when she saw the netizens' extremely bad insults to Han Zhixing, and in the subsequent investigation, she found the entanglement between Wang Zijun and several rich second generations - her second brother turned out to be one of them.

Her idol was framed by her, and her second brother still fell in love with a woman like her, who didn't know how to write the word loyalty, and also did a series of bullying things!

The successive blows made Zhao Rumo unable to control his emotions, so he had a heart attack.

Before this, her condition had stabilized a lot, so the Zhao family gradually felt at ease with her, and when she had a heart attack, it happened that no one in the family was there, so she didn't survive.

When Xiaotu came over, it was when Zhao Rumo found out the information and was lying on the ground with a heart attack.