After Marrying an Evil God

Qi Baicha took out his mobile phone and turned on the navigation.

The People's Hospital and the Conservatory of Music are in two completely different directions. Although the distance problem can be solved by teleportation, Mr. Fu will not take too long in the bath. He only has time to investigate one thing first.

The news of Fang Ya'er's injury in the recorded program has been hotly searched. The title of the goddess of the nation cannot be underestimated. A slight bump is big news.

The speed of the public relations team behind the show team and Fang Ya'er was very fast. It didn't take long for her to fall and the news was flying all over the sky. Xu Ye negotiated with Cui Hao's team. The program team and Fang Ya'er's team didn't explain that Cui Hao's failure was due to Cui Hao's failure, only that Fang Ya'er was accidentally injured during the recording.

This news easily overwhelmed the news that Fang Yaer was broke into and out of the mansion. Yesterday someone went to Weibo to question Fang Ya'er's character. Now Fang Yaer's Weibo is full of distress and greetings. If there are sunspots who don't let go, they will definitely be attacked by groups, and they will be sprayed completely.

Fang Yaer used this injury to suppress negative news, and the program team can also use this to stir up topics and enthusiasm, turning an accident into a win-win situation.

It is worthy of the entertainment industry, the response is quick, and there is no fuel-efficient lamp.

It is estimated that there are a large group of reporters squatting around the People's Hospital, wanting to get first-hand information to see how Fang Ya'er is injured. Needless to say, the ward will also be overcrowded and unsuitable for action.

Let's go to S City Conservatory first.

The child was rescued after jumping off the building yesterday, and his psychological condition is still worrying, he needs to see the situation.

After confirming his destination, Qi Baicha appeared in the Conservatory of S City in the blink of an eye, blocked by a big tree.

This is the top music school in China. Because it is a university, there are still a lot of students on the weekend, most of whom are not wearing school uniforms.

University uniforms are basically worn for important occasions, and students are not forced to wear them every day. The reason why Meng Xing allowed the police to quickly determine that it was a student here and find out his identity was because he was wearing a school uniform.

Maybe Meng Xing doesn't have many clothes to change. Whether it's a white-washed school uniform or yellowed sneakers, it can be seen that he is struggling in life.

Qi Baicha came out from behind the tree and stopped a girl carrying a guitar bag: "This classmate."

The girl turned her head and ran into the long jade young man under the big tree with a dazed expression.

This long one is too good to look at... There is never a shortage of handsome guys in the art academy, but this one is definitely the top. When was this person in the school, but was not discovered by the school flower school grass wall?

She came over hurriedly: "Senior, what's the matter with you?"

Qi Baicha is twenty-seven years old in the world, and looks younger. On the university campus, he would only be regarded as a student instead of a teacher.

The girl looked at Qi Baicha's face and stared in embarrassment. She was afraid that her heartbeat would be disordered on the spot.

She looked down at the young man's slender and white hands, wondering if this was the senior of the piano department?

"I want to inquire about something." Qi Baicha asked, "Do you know Meng Xing?"

Listening to the discussion of several students last night, Meng Xing is quite famous in this school, but not a good reputation.

"Meng Xing?" The girl was taken aback, "Who doesn't know about this school, the previous composition department was the first." It was clearly an honor, but it was a mocking tone.

"And yesterday he made such a big noise, the principal was alarmed..." the girl said, "Brother, are you not from our school? No one in our school doesn't know him."

"What's wrong with him?" Qi Baicha asked, paused, and then said, "I am indeed not from this school. My sister studies here and often mentions how good Meng Xing is at their school. I don't interfere with her love. It’s just that I’m an older brother and I always have to ask about the situation so I can rest assured."

My goodness, give my sister a check, what kind of Chinese brother is this!

The girl already envied the younger sister in her heart. If she had such a gentle and beautiful brother, she would not look down on any other boys at all!

"Then you should persuade your sister, she must have been blinded by Meng Xing. Although Meng Xing looks good and has talents, her character is not good. I don't know if this talent is true..."

Qi Baicha said: "I would like to hear the details."

The girl put her palm on the edge of her mouth and whispered, "He copied."

Qi Baicha: "...Huh?"

"I heard from senior elders in the composition department that he is usually arrogant and never communicates with other people in the department. Many people in the school can't understand him. But genius, arrogance can also be understood." Girl Said, "I originally thought so, but the score he handed over to the tutor at the end of last semester was actually plagiarized. This is a matter of principle. Anyway, I can't bear it..."

"Who copied it?" Qi Baicha asked.

"This is funny to say, he wants to copy without copying a bit more low-key. He even dared to copy Qin Yi and Liu Kaisheng's "缱绻". The whole melody is not changed at a single note. It is simply blatant. Said that the plagiarism is light, and it is simply plagiarism... Then He dared to copy a song by Huo, when we were all deaf? Who didn’t know that Qin Yirou was the composer of "Xianlong"... He still insisted that he wrote it himself, dare to do it, dare not recognize it. Look down." The girl shook her head, "I heard that I was committing suicide yesterday. There are so many dramas. He, he is a complete joke at school now."

Qi Baicha nodded slightly: "I see, thank you." He was about to leave.

"Hey, brother, what's your sister's name, which department, I can help you watch her at school, that kind of person is not worthy of liking." The girl Qi Ai Ai said, "Let's... or leave a WeChat or …telephone number?"

She is a little nervous, it's the first time she strikes up a conversation. If it were not for Qi Baicha's prosperous beauty, she wouldn't say so much here.

Qi Baicha just smiled politely: "I'm going to pick up my sister. I'll see you later."

"Okay..." The girl put down her phone in disappointment.

The handsome guy really can only pass her by!

Principal's office.

"Student Meng Xing, what you did yesterday was really dangerous! Have you ever thought about what would happen if you jumped down in the downtown area and hit people?" The principal patted the table again, his face full of anger.

Meng Xing stood with his head bowed and said nothing.

He calculated the angle, and he would not hit anyone else when he jumped down from that place, at most he would kill himself.

It's just that there is no need to say it.

No matter what he said, no one would believe it.

"You are a child with outstanding talents. We believe in your talents. We only admitted you exceptionally. In the past four years, you have completed your schoolwork very well. If you know your family is difficult, you will be given grants, and you can rely on it. Get the scholarship with your own efforts." The principal calmed down and sighed, "We are very sad and sorry for you when something like that happened. Your tutor is also very disappointed in you. But we still decided to give you a chance, no Fire you directly."

"I know that the school's recent remarks put you under a lot of pressure, and we will restrain it. But people also have to bear the consequences for their mistakes. If you don't do it, others won't criticize you." The principal himself is also against plagiarism. This behavior is abhorrent, and the more the creator, the more he understands that originality is valuable and plagiarism is shameful. Meng Xing's bad behavior was enough to cause him to be dropped out. It was the principal who cherished his talents and felt that Meng Xing had gone astray and wanted to give him a chance to change.

It's a pity that Meng Xing never realized his mistake, refused to admit it, refused to apologize, and even used suicide to win sympathy.

Too extreme and too stubborn, such a misbehavior, no matter how outstanding such a talent is, it is not suitable to continue learning.

Meng Xing still said: "I didn't do it."

The headmaster's face showed disappointment and exhaustion.

"The publication time of "Xinlong" was earlier than the time of your creation. No matter how coincidental it is, it is impossible for every sound to be exactly the same from beginning to end. Meng Xing, this is a sure thing, and it is not something that you can't treat without admitting it. "

"You must learn to be a good person before you can learn music." The principal took a deep breath. "Your recent mental state is not suitable for continuing to study in school. If you are out of this environment, I hope you can adjust your state and realize your mistakes."

"Student Meng Xing..." He looked at this child who was once amazed by himself as a genius, and closed his eyes in pain, "You can withdraw from school. You can live in the dormitory for another three days. Take advantage of this time to find a good house and pack your things. Move out."

"..."

Meng Xing lowered his eyes and walked quietly to the door.

"Thank you and your mentor for your kindness." Meng Xing stopped at the door and said calmly, "I have never done anything to disappoint you."

After saying this, he quickened his pace and left.

Meng Xing did not return to the dormitory, but went to his own piano room. The electronic clock on the wall beats the numbers quietly. He opened the piano cover, and his slender fingertips paused on the black and white keys for a second, streaming out a piece of shocking music.

He maintained a calm look along the way, as if he had no emotions, but the music under his fingertips at the moment was like a storm, telling all his emotions.

Depressed, wronged, lonely, at a loss, nowhere to talk...

Overwhelming sadness.

When words and words cannot express inner emotions, God bestows music on mankind.

Even Qi Baicha, who was standing outside the window listening quietly, was infected by the sound of the piano, and the realm of his heart was like water still rippling.

Anyone will be surrounded by such emotions, unable to extricate themselves.

This section is an impromptu performance of Meng Xing, a casual act of his depression.

But it has reached a world-class level.

If you are heard, you will definitely get countless praises.

But now only Qi Baicha is standing outside the window and listening.

God heard his heart sound.

This kid is a well-deserved genius, and the genius should not be destroyed by the real plagiarism.

Qi Baicha recorded the impromptu passage with his mobile phone.

Indoors, after playing a song, Meng Xing lay down on the piano, and finally couldn't help crying.

The handsome-looking boy cried with red eyes and was out of breath, his slender fingers trembling lightly on the keys of the piano, looking very pitiful.

Qi Baicha walked into the piano room silently and handed him a tissue.

Meng Xing was startled, hurriedly wiped away tears with his hand, closed the piano cover, and was about to walk outside.

The child was introverted and fearful, didn't want to communicate with anyone, and didn't want to be seen embarrassed.

"Meng Xing, I know you did not plagiarize." Qi Baicha said.

Meng Xing paused in his footsteps.

He turned to look at Qi Baicha, and whispered: "What did you say?"

"I said, Qin Yirou copied you."

Meng Xing shook his head: "Impossible, she did publish earlier than me... It's just a coincidence..."

He has always been accustomed to closing himself in a room and not listening to things outside the window during his creation. He didn't even know that "缱绻" would be published during that period, and it would be exactly the same as him.

But in theory, neither he nor Qin Yirou had the opportunity to read each other's original score. How could the other party copy him?

"How could it be a coincidence." Qi Baicha smiled, there was no temperature in his eyes.

There is a post-song system in the entertainment industry, which can plagiarize excellent music works from various planes, as well as works that have not been published publicly by others on the plane, and publish them before the original, so that the host can embark on the peak of life.

After understanding the changing style of Qin Yirou's music and the speed at which he became famous, Qi Baicha knew what the system was in Qin Yirou's hands. I'm afraid that even the good voice and the good skin are exchanged with the system, which is far from the natural purity of the residual sound, how can it be compared to the sound of the real sea monster.

It's just that this kind of system is not enough to be deprived of it directly. A life like Meng Xing's influence and change by the system owner also needs to seek justice and return to the original track.

The system is a supernatural object, leaving no traces when doing things, and works on other planes cannot be traced back to the source. Mankind has no evidence to prove his innocence, and even Meng Xing himself is puzzled.

No problem, this is where God's job lies.