Fu Xingxing heard the conversation between the three of them when she entered the door, and she was really speechless: Fu Ruirui, a thief, obviously stole the lyrics written by Fu Xingxing, and even bit back, saying that Fu Xingxing stole her?

I've seen shameless, I've never seen such shameless!

When Fu Xingxing approached, her eyes stopped on Fu Ruirui's face, and she also stared at her eyes, asking sharply: "Fu Ruirui, creating a song can't be done overnight, do you have a record of creation?" Or, can you come up with any other evidence? ”

Of course she didn't!

Fu Ruirui was unexpected, and was just about to refute: Does Fu Xingxing have evidence?

Looking at her confident appearance, and then remembering how Fu Xingxing dealt with herself before, Fu Ruirui swallowed her words silently.

"Fifth brother—" Fu Ruirui looked over as if asking for help.

Fu Zichen immediately protected himself: "Fu Xingxing, what about you?" Do you have proof? ”

"Follow me!"

Fu Xingxing went to the room to find all his manuscripts.

It was a seemingly tattered notebook, and Fu Xingxing threw it directly to Fu Zichen: "You should know all the songs I wrote before." I've documented the whole creative process in this book. ”

From the first draft, to several revisions, to the final draft.

A notebook of several hundred pages is basically full.

And the yellowed paper is enough to see one thing: Fu Ruirui's creative notebook has been around for some years!

"The last dozen pages are the two controversial ones. I changed the first song to eight drafts and the second song to ten drafts! I have a good habit of keeping track of dates when I create. As for Fu Ruirui, what she got was the final version of Fu Xingxing, and she had no process and details at all.

When Fu Xingxing came up with the evidence, Fu Ruirui panicked, and she secretly thought of a way.

At this time, Fu Zichen looked at the creative book, and the first drafts of the two songs were about three months ago.

For a while, Fu Zichen was speechless, and he subconsciously looked at Fu Ruirui.

At this moment, Fu Ruirui was even more panicked: "I-I wrote earlier than you." I wrote these two songs half a year ago. I, I, I—I wrote it on my phone. ”

As he spoke, he subconsciously looked at Fu Zichen: "Fifth brother, what I showed you last time was my final draft, and I didn't save the revised draft in the middle." ”

Fu Zichen can testify to this, he nodded: "Hmm." ”

For a while, the scene was at an impasse.

It can only be said that both sides are justified, but neither has conclusive evidence.

At this time, Fu Ruirui had an idea, and suddenly remembered something: "By the way, I still have a witness!" My good friend, Fu Yingying, can testify to me. ”

"Call her now!" Fu Zichen seemed to see hope, and he was excited.

Fu Ruirui, who had just reported to Fu Yingying, was confident: "Okay! To be clear in advance, Yingying and I have never met or contacted each other today. ”

She opened the chat history, and it was still yesterday, and the content was gossip and buying,

Because the chat history just now has been deleted by Fu Ruirui, she can show it generously.

In order to prove her innocence, Fu Ruirui continued to pretend to say: "When I can call, I will turn on the speakerphone." ”

Fu Xingxing didn't refute, just watched quietly, as if watching a monkey play a trick, she just thought it was funny, smiled slightly, and her face was full of confidence.

In this regard, Fu Ruirui was uneasy: she wouldn't have other evidence, right?