"So the person who recorded the video was a temporary worker, and now he's gone?"

"That's right, he was the one who covered Zhou Zixi's meeting with the agent."

Takashima tilted his head and rubbed his eyes with one hand, not wanting to watch the surveillance footage.

Gao Yao glanced at his brother, opened his mouth, and didn't know what to say for a while.

"Don't think about it, I can't explain it. The yellow mud fell off the crotch of his pants, and he couldn't tell clearly. ”

Takashima held his breath in his heart, working hard to make the show, but the leader felt that I was cooperating with Zhou Zixi to stir up the heat!

He even said that he collected money!

A few days ago, the number of broadcasts rose, and when I opened my mouth and closed my mouth, I said that I would give out a bonus, which is very special...... It's too real.

Takashima sighed, a program director like himself, there are not dozens but dozens in the company, and he has no status at all.

If you had persevered, would you have been making movies now......

"Xiao Yao, did you cut out the previous footage tonight?"

Gao Dao lowered his head, his voice hoarse, but there was more emotion in his eyes that Gao Yao couldn't understand.

"It's already been cut." Gao Yao replied cautiously.

"Then broadcast it in advance," Takashima sneered, "and add fuel to the current heat, and let them see what it means to lift a stone and shoot themselves in the foot!" ”

……

……

Tang Qinghe's hands were as nimble as flying, typing wildly on the keyboard, and all kinds of polite and beautiful language kept appearing on the screen.

After scolding two more, she turned her head and drank her saliva, and her fighting spirit did not disappear.

Today, the paratrooper director wore small shoes, finally gritted his teeth, resigned directly, and was on fire, come on, keep fighting!

Ding Dong –

Screen pop-up messages for fan bases.

Yiyi: @全体成员

Yiyi: There is a high probability that this matter was done by Zhou Zixi's agent, but there is no evidence, the time card is just right, and there is no time to re-edit it a few minutes before the show is broadcast.

Director Kobayashi: Hey, I'm still watching the show, and from the editing point of view, there was no problem, but now it's like this, and the barrage is scolding.

Yiyi: According to insiders, it was Zhou Zixi who provoked at first, but now it makes no sense to say this. Everyone restrain themselves and scold back and forth, and passers-by's impression of Su Han will become very bad.

Singing Cat: But these little girls are so annoying!

I will always kill Su Han alone: Zhou Zixi provoked first, so it would be reasonable for Hanhan to take the challenge. But one thing to say, compared to dancing, the odds of winning are really not big......

Director Kobayashi: There have been a few people in the group, and they were scolded for being autistic before, but they can't refute it. This time you're going to lose.

Singing Cat: Wait, look, there's an update to the daily tidbits later in the show!

Singing Cat: I'll go, what is this!

……

Tang Qinghe posted a message in the group, and was about to continue to kill in the comment area, when he suddenly found that the daily tidbits were updated again, and the cover was Su Han.

She clicked on it casually, and then the person was stunned, and deliberately dragged the progress bar back and looked at it a few more times.

The barrage that was still scolding at the beginning disappeared in an instant at this time,

Tang Qinghe seemed to be able to feel the shocked faces on the other side of the screen.

Unbelievable, nothing to say, nothing to say.

Ding Dong –

The fan base was silent for a while, and then was instantly swiped by the news.

Director Dai Kobayashi: Picture .jpg

Director Kobayashi: Su Han n( ̄▽ ̄)D!

I will always kill Su Han alone: Su Han n( ̄▽ ̄)d!

Cat who loves to sing: Su Han n( ̄▽ ̄)d!

……

……

Dream Chaser Youth Program Group, Dormitory.

Mo Li and the three of them looked at the screen blankly, turned their heads one after another, and then saw Su Han who also looked confused.

"This, this, this...... Whew, it's true?! Wei Xiao hurriedly asked, really incomprehensible.

I saw on the TV screen, familiar lenses, familiar filters, and at first glance, it was Su Han's exclusive daily tidbits.

The camera swept over the dormitory, and was about to leave, when he suddenly focused on the diary on Su Han's desk.

A gust of wind blew, and the diary was opened with a bang, and the diary marked with the date on it was coded in the later stage.

Suddenly, the diary stopped on a certain page, and the endless lyrics and the brief score marked below clearly appeared in the shot.

For a few seconds, the barrage disappeared completely, and then it was drowned out by more barrages.

"Snowflakes fluttering, north wind, Xiao Xiao? I remember humming this sentence when Su Han washed his hair before! Damn, that's it, the code is played in the back!! ”

"And this, I'm eating fried chicken in People's Square, and I've appeared before!"

"That's just two sentences! Two pages full of lyrics, if there are one or two lines per song, then Su Han has written at least ten or twenty songs? ”

"Hehe, Su Han's fans really drank too much, have you ever seen someone write songs like diabetes? Inspired by roadside cabbage? ”

"Look at this, hohohoho? This is the sister paper with the surname Huo that comes to mind, right? ”

"Please, don't blow it, it's just a few lyrics, and it's not enough to count a song, I guess it's just a melody!"

In the dormitory, Mo Li carefully opened the diary, Wei Xiao and Zhao Ziliang were crowded on both sides, watching intently.

"It's outrageous, the camera only took two pages, and you wrote at least six or seven pages."

Wei Xiao couldn't help but look at Su Han with the expression of a monster.

Su Han didn't expect that today's troubles would have a turnaround, at this time, he didn't think that the speed of his "writing songs" was too fast, which already made people feel unreasonable.

While scrolling through Weibo and observing the follow-up development, he said in an indifferent tone:

"The barrage guessed correctly, most of the songs are just inspired, write them down first, and they haven't finished writing yet."

Wei Xiao and the three of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and they didn't know what kind of mood they were in now.

Mo Li thought for a while and asked, "Have you registered the copyright of the few songs you have written?" Although only a few sentences were written in the book, the show was also coded......"

"Don't worry, I'm not playing a game when I get my phone back these nights."

Su Han looked calm, and he wrote simple scores and lyrics for many songs in his memory, and registered the copyright with the Huaxia Performing Arts Association.

In fact, it is best to record a sample, but Su Han was not prepared to be too publicized before, so it doesn't matter now.

Before going to bed at night, record a few paragraphs directly with your mobile phone and then upload them......

Wait a minute!

Su Han looked at the daily tidbits that were still playing on the TV screen, hurriedly stood up, and lay on the ground with a brush.

Under the bed, no.

Toilets, no.

Wardrobe, no.

Balcony, no.

Outside the window, there was no hanging.

Su Han: ......

Forget it, let's talk about it later, the videographer is too doggy.

"Su Han, aren't you talking about something on Weibo?" Wei Xiao watched Su Han operate for a moment and couldn't help but ask.

Although Su Han was in front of him in this matter, Wei Xiao always thought that this performance competition was a matter of four people, regardless of you and me.

In fact, fans of Mo Li, Wei Xiao and Zhao Ziliang all spoke out on Weibo to support Su Han.

However, Zhou Zixi's team planned to organize fans, and Weibo big V and marketing accounts also had premeditated deletion of comments, and they were stunned for four times.

Su Han closed Weibo, put down his phone, and showed a rare strategizing smile on his face.

"Even if you post an explanation on Weibo now, it won't solve any problems. The easiest way is to let Zhou Zixi be defeated. ”

Looking at the barrage that kept brushing on the TV screen, Su Han only said a word, and then washed up and went to sleep.

"Let the bullets fly a little longer."

It's night, after the lights go out.

Su Han lay on the bed and slowly closed his eyes.

The memories of his previous life were like countless pictures, flashing quickly in his mind, and in a trance, Su Han felt that in his brain consciousness, he was an invincible existence.

Suddenly, many of the images disappeared, and one of them was magnified.

The slender man dances to the rhythm on the stage, his movements are clean and chic, like a knife cutting water.

With his attention, the picture suddenly changed from 2D to 3D, and Su Han felt like he was in it, dancing with the superstar at close range.

The crowded audience was comparable to a can of sardines, but they were still waving their hands and cheering feverishly, making Su Han's pores tremble.

The general memory and brain computing power of this 3D modeling, which was used to watch movies before, was really wasted......