Song Xingran felt that he still had discipline.

So I won't go to Lu Qingchen for this.

Besides, now that she has nothing to do with Lu Qingchen, why should she go to find someone.

She sighed lightly, although she knew that Han Zhiyun would not bow her head easily, but Han Shi was not in charge of him now.

Businessmen are mercenary, as long as she is popular enough and popular, she will definitely succeed.

It's just a matter of time.

Song Xingran stuffed a candy into his mouth, then turned on the computer and connected to Meng Zhi.

I said before that I wanted to learn computers from him, and this big guy was also easy to talk to, saying that he could teach her online every week.

She just needs to concentrate on learning more useful things now.

When Song Siyan returned home, Song Xingran was slumped on the sofa, his good-looking eyes were squinting, and his chestnut curls were casually draped, lazy and casual.

He took off his blazer and quipped with a smile, "What's going on?" Moved bricks? Tired like this. ”

Song Xingran smacked his lips and said lazily: "I just realized now that mental work is also very tiring. ”

Now she really admires those so-called doctors, scientists and whatnot.

Although Meng Zhi said that she was very talented, she was also tired.

Because she had been typing on the keyboard for most of the day, she felt like her fingers were going to cramp.

Although Song Siyan was curious about what she was doing, he thought something was more interesting.

He took out his phone from his suit trouser pocket, swiped the screen, and clicked on Weibo.

Find the popular Weibo you saw today, and then hand the phone to Song Xingran.

"Take a look."

Song Xingran lazily opened his eyes and looked at his mobile phone.

#宋星染的歌被曝抄袭#

Song Xingran sat up from the sofa, snatched Song Siyan's mobile phone, and clicked on the content.

A marketing account said that the lyrics of her latest song "Rain on a Sunny Day" were plagiarized.

And there are also so-called "originals" that come out and sell miserably!

Do these people still have a face? 
With such a black conscience, she is not afraid of thunder and thunder?

Seeing that netizens who didn't know the truth began to scold themselves one-sidedly, Song Xingran only felt speechless.

Song Siyan leaned on the edge of the sofa and stared at her with interest: "People say that your lyrics are plagiarized. ”

"What should I do?"

Song Siyan's tone was pleasant, and it didn't look like he was worried about her at all.

Instead, it's more like schadenfreude.

A smile appeared on Song Xingran's beautiful face, and his eyebrows were crooked.

"How do I feel like you're happy?"

Or isn't it my brother? 
The tone is dangerous.

Song Siyan spread his hands and was noncommittal.

If you want to talk about this hot search, with the ability of the Song family, it can be easily withdrawn.

But...... This little girl is going to mix in the entertainment industry in the future, and there will be more such things in the future.

She'll have to learn to figure it out on her own.

"Stinky fox."

Song Xingran scolded in a low voice, slammed Song Siyan's mobile phone on the table with a "pop", got up and walked upstairs.

Song Siyan touched the tip of his nose, and a doting smile appeared on his face.

Lowering his eyes, looking at his phone.

Tsk, that's a big temper.

Song Xingran returned to the room and immediately turned on the computer, and before he could start, he received a call from Lu Qingchen.

The man's low, slightly aggrieved voice came.

"Dye, I'm outside your house."

"They won't let me in." 
Song Xingran: "......"

Lu Qingchen is outside the old mansion of the Song family?

Who else dares to stop him?

Song Xingran suddenly remembered that his grandfather had invited a few bodyguards back two days ago, and those people should not know Lu Qingchen.