The actor is always coveting me

In fact, when Mili came to the door, Shen Ji had a vague premonition that he was about to be ranked again.

That's why I quietly made a wish.

It's a pity that he has always been unlucky, no matter how hard he tried to reduce his sense of existence, he was still pulled out.

It's just that he thought it was Xiang Chuan who would appear with him, but he didn't expect it to be Tang Ye.

Shen Ji was a little stunned, especially the second entry.

Tang Ye's dream of being a singer?

Early in the morning, wrapped in the quilt, he sat up and clicked into the entry.

The most popular ones were a few well-known marketing accounts, which were uploaded by a fan of Tang Ye's Weibo. He didn't look at the rhythm of the marketing account, so he went straight to the fan's homepage to see, and the retweets had reached more than 2.

@唐ye also said love me: Shen Ji claimed to be an original song in the live broadcast, directly applying the song "Old Days" written by Tang Ye four years ago.Old fans know that Tang Ye said in previous interviews that he had a dream of being a singer, but because he was not suitable, he was persuaded many times by his agent and had to give up. But after listening to "Old Days", he knew that Tang Ye had a songwriting skill Talented, this is his brainchild.

Shen Ji, do you still have the heart to copy the big brother who took care of you so much in the show?

Oh, you probably didn’t. After all, when you appeared on “The Masked Singer”, you said that your dream was to be a singer, and you could sing your own songs to many people. But before the finals, you tricked all the audience, and you got paid to withdraw from the competition and run away. Now that you're back in the entertainment industry, you're starting to use your old name to make hype again, isn't it cool?

@Fu Zaitong I have always liked your movies and TV series, do you really want to invite a singer who received money to withdraw from competitions, plagiarized, and has a lot of bad records to sing the theme song for your work?

The following is a comparison of the two songs. I won’t talk about how similar they are, just listen to them yourself.

He spoke quite sincerely, and he didn't speak dirty like ordinary fans, and even dragged Fu Zaitong into the water.

Shen Ji clicked on the video below and listened to the comparison. He didn’t need to look at the score to hear it. Not to mention the exact sameness, there are at least [-] images. Even if he hits the inspiration, the details will not be similar to the twins Luo Yu and Luoyang. , Absolutely either you copied me or I copied you.

After the live broadcast that day, he looked at the comments, no wonder some said it sounded familiar.

The song he wrote himself knows in his heart that this song was indeed written by him five years ago.

But, how could it be Tang Ye?

If it were Xiang Chuan, he would definitely not be so surprised.

Shen Ji couldn't figure it out.

Regardless of where Tang Ye heard this song, the trouble is that back then Shen Ji wrote the song very sloppily, a little arrogantly, and threw it everywhere after writing, and he didn't know where to throw it. It's hard to prove that it was written at that time.

He never sang this song on the show, and there is no way to prove it.

Shen Ji walked out under the quilt, and the nest in the living room was indeed sitting on the sofa, seeing him coming out, they all looked over.

"Chicken, how are you?" Qi Lin gritted his teeth, "I didn't realize that this Tang Ye is not a good guy either."

Luo Yang nodded wildly: "Don't worry, little chicken, I bought a hundred trumpets!"

Shen Ji had a sullen face at first, but when he heard this sentence, he couldn't help laughing: "Just trust me that much?"

"What stupid things are you talking about, do you need to plagiarize?" Ning Zui frowned and flipped through the comments, "The situation is quite serious, Tang Ye's fans are very excited, and Fu Zaitong's fans also joined in... Tsk, Do you have anything that can prove it is earlier than that Tang Ye?"

This is also expected, although Shen Ji's recent momentum is very strong, but Tang Ye has been popular for several years, and his foundation is much deeper than Shen Ji's.

Shen Ji shook his head honestly: "No, I talked to my cousin a few times back then, sang a few paragraphs, and then practiced in the background... Oh, I sang in a broken theater with no one after I retired from the competition. The ones who arrived were probably some lonely ghosts."

If there is no evidence, this battle is likely to suffer a dumb loss.

Ning Zui frowned for a while, then raised his eyes: "What did Yu Jing say?"

Shen Ji: "Just like you, ask me if I have anything to prove."

By the way, tell him not to go out for a while, now the outside of the dormitory is full of paparazzi.

But I made an appointment in the afternoon, and I had to shoot the MV, and the production team was waiting in the studio.

The atmosphere in the dormitory was a little low for a moment.

In the silence, Shen Ji's cell phone rang suddenly, the ringtone was brisk and out of tune with the atmosphere.

After talking with someone all night without blowing up his phone, Shen Ji set a special ringtone for that person.

The tips of his ears moved, he looked down and saw Fu Zaitong's name dancing on the screen, and pursed his lips.

Will Fu Zaitong believe him?

Tang Ye has been very active in variety shows in the past few years, making friends everywhere, and has known Fu Zaitong for a few years, no matter how you say it, his friendship is deeper than that of him who has known him for a few months.

He hates plagiarism, could he be calling to question him?

Although Shen Ji was very angry when he saw this hot search that splashed dirty water, he was still able to remain calm and rational, because he knew very well that he was innocent.

But when he saw Fu Zaitong's call, his heart trembled, and his fingertips were almost timid, not daring to touch anything.

What if Fu Zaitong doesn't believe him?

The phone rang for more than ten seconds, seeing that Shen Ji was motionless, Ning Zui stood up and waved his hand in front of his eyes: "Why are you in a daze, whose call is it?"

Shen Ji gritted his teeth, gestured excuse me to everyone, went back to the room, hesitantly clicked to answer.

The voice that was still laughing during the chat last night fell into my ears, cold, with an uncontrollable anger: "Chicken, where are you?"

Shen Ji shrinks his neck, and whispers: "Why do you ask this, are you going to beat me up?"

"..." Fu Zaitong choked for a moment, his anger filled with anger, he couldn't laugh or cry, if Shen Ji was in front of him, he would have to pinch him, "What are you thinking, you are in the dormitory?"

Shen Ji said "hmm".

"Lock the door," Fu Zaitong also realized that his tone of voice was a little scary, and his voice softened like spring wind and snow, "The security of your community is not good, I let Zhou Jixiang go first, now inside and outside the community There are a lot of paparazzi squatting at you."

After a pause, he asked, "Is this afternoon shooting the MV?"

Shen Ji pressed his voice, a little depressed: "Everyone has been looking forward to it for a long time, because I may have to delay it."

"Go to the living room and turn on the speakerphone."

Shen Ji said obediently, without asking why, and opened the door again under the quilt, facing everyone's gaze, raised the phone and turned on the speakerphone.

"Good morning, everyone over there," Fu Zaitong said in a relaxed voice, "Wait a while Zhou Jixiang... the one who will deliver meals to you in the next few days will bring people to pick you up one by one. You leave separately, and I will let you Someone will take you to the studio."

Fortunately, this is the first MV, there is no location.

Listening to Fu Zaitong's command, Ning Zui and Qi Lin pouted at the same time.

Fu Zaitong seemed to have eyes of the sky: "A certain young master who 'won't want to get involved in the entertainment circle because he insisted on going his own way and sent his grandfather to the hospital to sever ties with him' and because he caused the whole team to be suppressed secretly' was the first to go, and a certain 'because he didn't want to be My cousin’s brilliance shrouded me, so I secretly ran to blindly sign a broken company and insisted on being the first.” The young master was the second to leave. Don’t ask me why, I’m happy, if you have the ability, you two will go back and recognize your ancestors.”

Ning Zui: "..."

Qi Lin: "..."

Shen Ji held the phone, the corners of his mouth twitched, barely holding back his smile.

"The kid with the mobile phone at the end," Fu Zaitong's tone turned 180 degrees when he mentioned Shen Ji, and his voice was soft, "Don't be afraid, this matter is not difficult to solve, we'll talk about it when we meet."

Shen Ji gave a soft "hmm".

Qi Lin gritted his teeth, raised the phone and hesitated, raised his teeth and was about to dial the number at home, when his wrist was suddenly pressed.

He raised his head in a daze, Ning Zui pressed his hand and shook his head at him: "It's already late, it's already late, forget it."

Qi Lin bit her lip: "I..."

"Little maknae," Ning Zui pressed his head, and said in a low voice, "you have to distinguish between 'like' and what is 'admiration', if you really like, you won't hesitate, even You can't grasp what's right in front of you."

Qi Lin fell silent for a while.

"You still don't know what liking is," Ning Zui started, looking at the screen of his mobile phone, the young man on it was holding a snow-white cat, his smile was warmer than the sun, "Liking is just that you want him, I will try my best to hold his hand and stand by him instead of thinking of replacing him."

The people arranged by Fu Zaitong came very quickly and took them away one by one.

Yu Jing didn't comment on this arrangement, she probably acquiesced to Fu Zaitong's approach—and Fu Zaitong was still her half-boss.

When the Luo family brothers also left, Shen Ji was the only one left in the dormitory.

Fu Zaitong should be waiting at the studio. He took a few deep breaths, and wanted to tell Zhou Jixiang later that he wanted to go to the house on the other side of the alley to find out if there were any manuscripts left.

After waiting alone for less than 10 minutes, the door of the dormitory was knocked again. Shen Ji cautiously approached the cat's eye. Seeing the person behind the door, he was stunned for a while, and opened the door.

The person outside the door was wearing a black coat and a hat on his head. Seeing the door opened, he lifted his hat up, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and stretched out his hand to him: "Why are you in a daze, silly chick, Zhou?" Jixiang can't fool those paparazzi for long."

Shen Ji had an absurd illusion.

As if he was a princess trapped in a high tower, suddenly the knight broke through the vines and appeared in front of him.

This illusion was dispelled by the cold wind when his hand subconsciously stretched out halfway, he retracted his fingertips, wanting to respond naturally and then close the door and leave.

Fu Zaitong held his hand more naturally than he did. Those big hands were warm, slender and strong, and he closed the door, put the hat on his head, and rubbed it through the hat: "Let's go."

Shen Ji's lips moved: "Hand..."

Fu Zaitong clenched it even tighter: "Hands are like ice, cherish them, these hands are for playing the guitar, playing the piano, writing songs and autographing. Gold is very precious, so cover it with you."

The unobstructed body temperature returned from the fingertips to the apex of the heart along the blood, Shen Ji breathed a little white mist, stared at Fu Zaitong for a moment, smiled, and wanted to return the hat to him.

Fu Zaitong didn't want it: "Wear it well, it's golden, everyone will know that there is a treasure here once you go out, and you won't even know it if someone digs it up."

Shen Ji really couldn't tell him, so he could only pray that no paparazzi would secretly take pictures of this scene, and then moved his fingers to hook Fu Zaitong's hand back.

Before Fu Zaitong let go of him, he greedily wanted to taste this warmth more.

Fu Zaitong has been battling wits and bravery with the paparazzi for many years, with rich experience and sophistication, he took Shen Ji into the car through the side door of the community without hindrance.

As soon as he sat in the car, he felt more at ease, there was heating in the car, but Fu Zaitong didn't let go of his hand, Shen Ji's earlobes were already red, pretending that he didn't feel it, and whispered: "Can you go back to my house first? "

"Ok?"

"...Maybe there are manuscripts written back then at home."

Fu Zaitong nodded his head: "Is there anything you don't know yet?"

Shen Ji said "ah".

"You tore it up."

As for the memory of the period before and after the finals, Shen Ji is indeed a little vague. Many things are connected into pieces, and some are combined with nightmares. He doesn't know which ones are real and which ones are fake. Said, vaguely recalled that he had indeed torn up the manuscript.

After pondering for a moment, he suddenly realized something was wrong: "How do you know?"

Fu Zaitong stared at him for a while, his eyes seemed to be smiling, but also seemed helpless, the other hand rubbed the top of Shen Ji's hair, and sighed in frustration: "I didn't want to tell you..."

The setting sun that day fell from the broken holes and glass windows of the theater, and the boy with his back turned to him finished singing and threw something into the air.

Scattered pieces of paper, like snow, entangled with dust in the rich golden light, falling lightly.

"I've heard it." Fu Zaitong whispered, "Five years ago, I was your last listener."

The car stopped at the secluded side door of the studio, and Luoyang was looking around with his head on.

Shen Ji looked at Fu Zaitong stupidly, as if he was listening to an incredible story, or he was dreaming a wishful thinking dream.

Fu Zaitong had been looking for someone for many years. How could Bai Yueguang, who he thought was him, be him?

Fu Zaitong's eyes were calm, but his expression was very paranoid: "I put your torn pieces together bit by bit, but it's a pity that there is only one section that I can barely see clearly."

"I asked Gao Ming to find someone with that verse, and he said I was crazy."

"I'm not crazy, it's not that I met you again."

Fu Zaitong entangled a strand of his soft golden hair in his fingers. He really wanted to kiss this lock of hair, but restrained himself to hold back, let go of his hand, and the corners of his lips curved: "I only saw your back back then, can you kiss me?" I was lucky to see you turn around. Go ahead, your teammates are waiting for you."

Shen Ji wanted to say a lot to Fu Zaitong, but he couldn't utter a word.He turned around and got out of the car, walked a few steps, couldn't help turning his head, and bumped into Fu Zaitong's deep eyes still looking at this side.

He seemed to have been burned, and his pace quickened a little. His teammates were waiting for him by the door. When he reached the door, he couldn't help but turn his head again. Fu Zaitong was still looking at him, as if saying "come on." mouth shape.

Ning Zui raised his eyebrows, very skeptical: "What are you two doing secretly?"

Shen Ji didn't deny it this time: "Let's go, go to work."

However, as soon as he entered the studio, the phone rang again. Shen Ji was absent-minded and didn't listen to the ringtone carefully. He subconsciously thought it was Fu Zaitong, and immediately pressed the connection.

He only reacted when he heard the voice from the opposite side: "Brother?"

Xu Xingzhou hummed over there, his voice still gentle and calm: "I saw the trending search today. I have something here that should be able to help you."

Shen Ji remembered that he had sung to Xu Xingzhou - at that time Xu Xingzhou was still studying in China, so he specially came to see his performance, saw him lose weight a few laps, and took him home for a meal.

Xu Xingzhou has always supported Shen Ji, and used to be his audience with Shen Ling, so he sang that song to him.

"That's right." As if guessing what Shen Ji wanted to say, Xu Xingzhou smiled slyly, "I have a recording."

——Different from Shen Ji's previous habit of throwing things away, Xu Xueshen had the habit of sorting out everything and keeping it well since he was a child, ranging from the little red flowers he got for various awards in kindergarten to various competition certificates and trophies.

Of course it also includes

Debris around.

"At the time, I thought that Xiao Ling wasn't there, so I recorded it for him," Xu Xingzhou said with a smile, "Later... Xiao Ling didn't hear it either. I saved it in a USB flash drive and almost forgot about it."

This demand was urgent, Xu Xingzhou asked where Shen Ji was, and immediately took a taxi.Shen Ji told Fu Zaitong and Yu Jing about the news, and Fu Zaitong simply sent two words: I won.

Twenty minutes later, Xu Xingzhou brought the USB flash drive to the studio and handed the USB flash drive to Shen Ji.

Shen Ji handed it over to Fu Zaitong who went and returned, and by the way put his hands together and bowed.

"What are you doing?" Fu Zaitong couldn't laugh or cry.

Shen Ji said solemnly: "Bye bye Ouhuang, turn danger into good luck."

Fu Zaitong put the U disk away, the eyes of the two met for a moment, and they jumped away together like a fire.The thick-skinned Actor Fu unexpectedly became so shy, and coughed lightly: "Don't worry, leave it to me."

Shen Ji gave a vague "hmm".

Seeing something strange, Xu Xingzhou raised his eyebrows, noticed another gaze fixed on his back, and realized that now was not the time to watch the excitement, so he waved to Shen Ji and prepared to run away.

Ning Zui stepped forward with his long legs, directly blocking his way, slowly reached out to brush the snow off his shoulders, and looked down at him: "Where are you going? It's been a long time, my little cousin is too ruthless."

Xu Xingzhou was silent for a while, then smiled: "Xiao Ning, if you think this will irritate me, you are probably wrong."

The eyes of the two met, and the tip of the needle was faintly facing the wheat awn.

Luo Yang looked left and right, scratched his head, and said "ha" inexplicably: "Is this MV still going to be filmed???"

The author has something to say: Luoyang: Only I am working hard

Hey, this chapter is not finished, next chapter!

感谢在2020-11-0323:40:55~2020-11-0423:29:59期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 Ueno Shikako;

Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: 2 Ueno and Xiake; , Linhe, Xihe 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 3 bottles of shentea;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!