Two days later, just when Qiao Ming's fans reached the peak of the plagiarism, another party finally responded.

[shuuu: In the live broadcast room at eight o'clock tonight, I will present relevant evidence that Mr. Qiao Ming plagiarized his new song "The Wind Rises". 】

Qiao Ming's fan square.

[Brother Ming's little fan sister: Sisters, look! ] That plagiarism monster actually started a live broadcast! 】

[Mingbao's mother loves you: finally stop hiding from being a shrunken turtle? 】

[Brother Qiao, the first handsome man in the world: What's going on with Brother Qiao's studio, I haven't sent a lawyer's letter to the plagiarism monster yet, can it be done? ] 】

[It's Qiaoqiao: Brother Qiao changed to a new company and this kind of thing happened, I'm really speechless, can Huanyu give some strength, if you can't protect us Qiaoqiao, don't sign it. ] 】

[Anonymous: According to the grapevine, behind the Huanyu signed by Brother Qiao this time is the Ji family, which is the leading enterprise Ji family, and now Brother Qiao will definitely be able to take a good walk. 】

On the other side, Qiao Ming was also scrolling through these posts in the lounge.

"Brother Li, shouldn't we also come forward and say something?"

Brother Li waved his hand to let the makeup artist who touched up the makeup go out first, and said with a little impatience, "You don't have to interfere, wait for the show to behave well." That Sun Miaoke was stuffed in by Jingsheng's investor, you can make the best friends, but don't offend. ”

"Alright, got it." Qiao Ming, who was mentioned, covered up the unhappiness in his heart, and asked him to be courteous to a little girl who had just debuted, which was tantamount to announcing his previous failure in public.

There was a knock on the door of the lounge, and the assistant Xiao Zhu reminded outside the door, "Teacher Qiao, it's time to take the stage." ”

Li Xun looked at Qiao Ming's back as he went out with a proud look with heavy eyes.

What a fool, if it weren't for him, without Xiao Ji's request, he would still be kept in the dark of the previous company, stupidly waiting to be sold. Now a little fame can yell at him, I really don't know what to do.

That's it, after all, Xiao Ji always keeps him useful, let him be proud for a while. Now it's a little tricky to get the little singer.

Thinking of this, Li Xun's expression became even more ruthless, and his already unremarkable appearance looked a little terrifying at the moment.

"Is it taken care of?"

The male voice on the other end of the phone was a little unconfident, "Brother Li, the oil and salt in that Baiyin studio don't enter, the coercion and temptation have been used, and they won't let go." ”

"It's a nuisance." Li Xun scolded in a low voice: "Is it done over there by the water army?" ”

As soon as he said this, the other end of the phone had some confidence, "You can rest assured that this is a reliable water army, and it is guaranteed that she will not be able to open the live broadcast when the time comes." ”

"Well, let Lu Rao seal her mouth tightly."

"Okay, okay, don't worry."

"Then contact Bai Yin's side and increase the price, I don't believe that a little singer who is not famous can be worth a few dollars."

After explaining a series of things, Li Xun pinched his mobile phone and walked out of the lounge.

Compared with Brother Li's slightly flustered side, Song Shushu's side was strangely calm.

The girl was slender, lying on the desk and looking at only a small ball from a distance, with a lollipop in her mouth, her expression was calm, and her hands kept moving.

With just a few strokes, the charm of the characters is outlined. The pen in her hand kept moving until the alarm went off.

"Hmm......" Song Shushu shook his head a little, moving his stiff shoulders, neck and wrists, "It's time to prepare dinner for Song Dameng." ”

The shawl slid off the shoulders as the hand was raised, revealing the round, porcelain-white shoulders. With the kneading of the fingers, the red mole on the right shoulder and neck became more and more red and burning.

Got up with a shawl, Song Shushu was afraid of the heat, and the air conditioning temperature in the room was low, but her devastated cervical spine was not cold, and her favorite outfit in desperation was a suspender and a shawl.

Ji Sui, who had been unconsciously following her movements from a distance, suddenly came back to his senses, and was a little annoyed after realizing that he had paid too much attention to her.

"Huh? Song Dameng, why are you here? Song Shushu met Ji Sui in the kitchen who ran to the sink to calm down.

Ji Sui: "Meow meow! "Hurry up and cook, I've been hungry for a long time!

He meowed loudly, as if he was deliberately covering something.

Song Shushu, who was inexplicably yelled loudly: I really don't understand the kitten.

Although she still hasn't been able to touch the kitten for the first time, she has already mastered the trick.

"Mimi, come here, add a meal of dried fish today." From a pile of pet treats sent by the assistant two days ago, I found a bag of small dried fish and opened it.

The golden and crispy little dried fish was held in the palm of her hand and handed to his mouth.

After a few days, I have become immune to this insistence on feeding, and anyway, the dried fish is very delicious.

And Song Shushu took advantage of the gap between him burying his head in eating dried fish, reached out and gently pinched his two furry ears.

Q Bomb's ears twitched. I'm a little used to this.

For dinner, Song Shushu made goat's milk soaked chicken breast for Ji Sui as usual, and cooked a bowl of noodles for himself.

After watching her add salt to the pot three times, Ji Sui found that she was not as light as she appeared.

She's nervous.

Just when Song Shushu picked up the salt shaker for the fourth time and was about to add salt, Ji Sui sighed in his heart, jumped onto the table, and stretched out his claws to gently block her movements.

"Huh?"

Song Shushu came back to his senses, obviously a little incomprehensible to his behavior. Ji Sui simply slapped it down with one paw, and she hurriedly threw the spoon back into the salt shaker.

"Do you want to play with toys?"

Song Shushu stretched out his hand to hug him, but was dodged by Ji Sui, jumped down dexterously, threw her a cold look, and turned around and walked out of the kitchen.

"Wow, why is it so salty." The noodles in the pot were already boiling immediately, and Song Shushu was in a hurry to put them out, so he forgot about the spoonful of salt that was not added.

Knock knock poured a few waters, and there was no appetite for such a toss.

His eyes were stunned and he looked at the black cat sitting opposite.

Yes, due to the insistence of our President Ji Dameng, the current Song Dameng is still a kitten who can eat at the table.

She had also seen her two cats eating at Fu Yunyun's house before, either gobbling them up, or playing while eating, she was also prepared for Song Dameng to make a mess on the table. But it's surprisingly elegant when eating, and even if it's eating boiled chicken breast on a small plate, it's slow and slow.

Just leaned back in the chair and watched the cat eat the broadcast.

At half past seven, Lin Bai rushed over with the computer.

"It's all set."

"Okay."

At eight o'clock, Shuuu's live broadcast room opened on time.

For a while, Song Shushu's fans, Qiao Ming's fans, water army, and fish and dragons poured into this small live broadcast room.

Song Shushu put on a sweatshirt before opening the live broadcast, and Lin Bai helped her adjust the camera to the angle of the table to ensure that she could not shoot a recognizable picture.

After Lin Bai helped her adjust the equipment, she went to the living room to stare at the data.

"Hello everyone, I'm shuuu."

The barrage is not closed, densely swiped, mixed with good and bad remarks.

Most of them are fans of Qiao Ming:

[How can you still have a face to start a live broadcast]

[Don't rub our Brother Qiao's heat]

[Plagiarism monster rolling]

[shuuu get out of the entertainment industry]

[shuuu get out of the entertainment industry]

[shuuu get out of the entertainment industry]

There were also a sentence or two that spoke for her, but they were quickly drowned in a flood of malice.

Song Shushu took a deep breath, stopped watching those barrages, and took out the videos prepared in advance.

"This is my new song "The Wind Rises", which I started preparing a month ago, was originally going to be officially released two days ago, but just one day before it was ready to be released, Mr. Qiao Ming's fans began to spread rumors that I plagiarized Mr. Qiao's new song "Far Away".

Song Shushu clicked on the audio, and a gentle female voice came out. It was the song "The Wind Rises" that she was about to release.

"In the past two days, just relying on the more than 40 seconds of videos I hummed in the live broadcast room before, I was determined to have plagiarized, and I made a series of reputation and personal threats. For those who have clear evidence of slander and rumor-mongering, we will insist on litigation to protect legitimate rights and interests. ”

[If you say it's not plagiarism, it's not plagiarism]

[That is, come up with evidence]

[My brother Qiao is so popular, he uses to plagiarize your little paste? Let's make a face]

[If you have the ability, go and sue! ] Don't just thunder and don't rain]

Her statement did not have any effect, and her heart sank uncontrollably, but her face was still upright.

Looked away from the barrage, but met Ji Sui's eyes. The amber eyes looked at her calmly, and inexplicably, the original impetuous mood calmed down a little. It is like a traveler in the desert who has been given a glass of ice water by God.

Reaching out and holding the cat into his arms, rarely, Ji Sui did not struggle, but was obediently held and stroked his back.