I Really Don't Want to Sign a Marriage Agreement with the Big Boss

If it is other supporting guests who speak at this time.

The chief director may pretend that nothing happened, anyway, it is recording and broadcasting, and it will not affect the effect of the program.If you edit it casually during the broadcast, the episode will be over.

Unfortunately not.

The person who spoke was Sheng Mingzhi, and the chief director immediately felt that fate had strangled him by the throat, and fate had strangled his work by the way.

After a deathly silence at the scene, someone finally spoke.

It was Lin Xi standing on the stage, the smile on his face froze, and he said slowly: "I don't know why Teacher Sheng said that, is there some misunderstanding?"

Sheng Mingzhi didn't bother to look at his face.

He was already on the verge of exploding, hehe sneered: "Have you misunderstood and you don't know? Did you compose the music yourself? Do you still need me to tell you?"

The thousand-year-old fox was playing chat with him.

To be honest, when Sheng Mingzhi accused him of plagiarism on the spot, when Lin Xi first heard it, he really panicked for a moment.

But he quickly calmed down. The music score in his hand was accidentally seen during the time when he was studying abroad.

The circle of international students likes to play together in groups, and loves to hold parties in villas at every turn.

He knew a rich second generation who borrowed a friend's villa for a birthday party. Lin Xi was very impressed with that villa. When he walked in, the garage was full of sports cars.

I learned from a friend's introduction that the owner of the villa is a racing driver.

That manuscript was seen in the study.

As a violinist, he could tell it was a music score at a glance, and stared at it casually for a while, but couldn't take his eyes off it.

As if by accident, Lin Xi took a picture of this piece of music with his mobile phone.

When I came back to my senses, it had been preserved for many years.

When cleaning up the memory of his phone some time ago, this forgotten sheet music suddenly appeared in front of him.

It just so happened that his manager asked him if he had a good original composition. As if he was tempted by something, he sent the sheet music to his manager with a fluke mentality.

After all, no one would care about this kind of score that was taken by accident.

Besides, it was filmed many years ago, and there has never been any news about this composition on the Internet.

In addition, the owner of the villa is not in the entertainment circle at all.

Lin Xi was even more confident.

Moreover, the score he sent to his agent was only half, and the score he saw back then was also half.

For the remaining half of the content, Lin Xi shirked that he was busy and didn't have time to write, so the agent hired a professional team to complete the rest.

After all, it is not the original author, even if it is completed, it will be difficult to reach the level of the first half.

Laymen can't hear anything, but those who have learned to compose can detect the subtle sense of rupture in this piece of music.

It just never occurred to me that I was so unlucky.

The first performance was exposed plagiarism.

But plagiarism is also based on the Basic Law, as long as he refuses to admit it, who knows.

He didn't believe that Sheng Mingzhi could convert a manuscript for him.

Lin Xi said loudly: "I think there is a misunderstanding. Teacher Sheng, first of all, you say that I plagiarized, but I don't admit it. Plagiarism also needs to be based on evidence. Is it too wrong for you to make a conclusion for me? I also know that I am a little violinist, and I have no influence compared with you. But I think that in your position, I will not use my status to deliberately make things difficult for me. If you really think I plagiarized, please Come up with a convincing reason."

After a pause, Lin Xi seemed to add some connotation: "But I think Mr. Sheng may not know much about violin, maybe he heard similar music before, so he didn't listen to it?"

What he said was both green tea and white lotus.

Pick yourself up clean, and what you say is innocent inside and out.

First of all, it was a misunderstanding with Sheng Mingzhi, and then asked Sheng Mingzhi to show evidence of his plagiarism.

He also said that it doesn't matter if he can't show it. Your lady boss Shengjia has such a great influence. Can't you make one if you can't show evidence?Wouldn't bullying me, a newcomer who hasn't debuted yet, be as simple as crushing an ant to death?

In the end, there was a wave of Sheng Mingzhi, saying that he was an outsider who came to give advice to experts, and thought he had plagiarized after listening to a few pieces of music.

It's so obvious and so natural.

When Sheng Mingzhi heard this, the fox's eyes widened slightly with anger.

He stood up from the guest's seat with a "snag" and turned on the microphone with the microphone: "I gave you face, didn't I?"

The director team saw that things were going to be chaotic.

He hurriedly interrupted the recording, and hurriedly reported the matter to Hemu's senior management.

No one dared to turn off Sheng Mingzhi's microphone.

All the people at the scene were too angry to show their anger, and all the nervous members looked dazed and did not dare to move.

"A person who can't even pull the bow and jump the bow can talk to me about the original composition? I think there is a lack of wood sawing positions in Daxing'anling. You still have time to go for the interview!"

If Sheng Mingzhi didn't see Lin Xi's playing posture clearly when he was angry just now, but now that he calmed down, he finally found out why he felt it sounded so awkward.

Lin Xi's piece was broken, and there was a subtle difference between the composition style of the upper half and the lower half, because Sheng Mingzhi's score was only half written.

Just like his crush that collapsed halfway back then, it ended without a problem.

He suddenly calmed down, and said slowly: "Yes. I did misunderstand you, and I can't say that you plagiarized completely, you plagiarized half."

Lin Xi was stunned.

I almost blurted out "how do you know" in fright.

Sheng Mingzhi raised her eyes: "Are you wondering how I know? Because I only wrote half of it back then."

I wrote this half and you copied it!

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, Sheng Mingzhi put down the microphone after finishing speaking, and sat down on the judging panel in a noble and glamorous manner.

Seeing Lin Xi's pale face, he felt much better.

A posture of "you continue to make up, and I will see how you perform".

The plagiarism was copied to the rightful owner, and he even performed in front of the rightful owner.

Lin Xi really didn't expect to be so unlucky.

Not only him, everyone at the scene heard Sheng Mingzhi's words.

Apart from shock, there were almost no other expressions.

Lin Xi plagiarized Sheng Mingzhi?

No, this dramatic picture is not as shocking as another fact.

Sheng Mingzhi can play the violin? ? ! !

and many more.

Hasn't the proprietress always been the kind of crotch-pushing persona in the entertainment industry!

I thought he was the kind of rich second-generation playboy who would go home and inherit the family business if he couldn't get along.

With this skill...how come Sheng Mingzhi has never shown it before? ?

Obviously.

Lin Xi was also shocked and did not speak.

But he still didn't give up, and opened his mouth: "Since Mr. Sheng insisted that I plagiarized, how can Mr. Sheng prove that this song is your original—"

The microphone suddenly muted.

Lin Xi knew that he was locked up.

The director team really convinced Lin Xi.

If it wasn't for the coal boss who asked him to get in, he would have wanted to go down and beat people himself.

They have already reached such an irreversible situation, yet they still dare to jump on Sheng Mingzhi's thunder point repeatedly.

If Lin Xi doesn't want to make a debut, he can pack up and leave. He still has to rely on this job as a director to support his family!

I don't know if I should say that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers.

Lin Xi probably broke the pot, and if he confessed in front of Sheng Mingzhi today and admitted that he was plagiarizing, then how could he hold his head up in front of others?

Say.

He really didn't believe that Sheng Mingzhi could conjure up an original manuscript.

After turning off the microphone, I heard Lin Xi yelling on the stage: "Mr. Sheng, why do you say that I plagiarized? Do you open your mouth? Are you the one who wrote the music when you said it was you? So many people watched, but you took out Here comes the evidence! Don’t just deny other people’s hard work without evidence, okay? Do you know how difficult it is for me to stand on this stage? One sentence denies everything I have. If you think you can do it yourself, you can do it yourself? !"

The director's eyes were blackened with anger, and he was furious: "Ask the security to take him down! And leave him talking nonsense on stage?! I think you don't even want your jobs!"

Of course Sheng Mingzhi also heard these words, and was almost laughed at by this plagiarism dog. He can really do it and can do it by himself, why?

Do I need any evidence for this? I can pull out the remaining half of the music score right away on stage, okay? ?Do you dare to say that you are a violinist at your hip-pull level? ?I can pull with my feet better than you!

However, no matter how fierce the ridicule was in his heart, Sheng Mingzhi just sat there without moving, and if he kept arguing, he would lose his character and give Lin Xi a face.

After Lin Xi was taken down by the security guards, the violin was still on the stage.

Sheng Mingzhi's eyes fell on it, and he paused for a few seconds.

In just a few seconds, the image of the memory exploded like broken glass, and the violin fell to the ground with a "bang", gradually overlapping with the lonely violin on the stage in front of him.

He knew that in the next scene, he was slapped against the wall.

As if stimulated by the picture.

Sheng Mingzhi hid back for a moment reflexively, then subconsciously covered his ears.

Obviously no pain.

But mentally, it seemed to be torn apart.

Sheng Mingzhi noticed that her palms were a little sweaty.

The palpitations were severe.

Lin Xi will definitely not be able to continue recording the third episode of "Trainee's Debut Battle".

The efficiency of the official Weibo was very fast. Half an hour after the security guard took Lin Xi off stage, a public relations document was drafted and released on Weibo.

It's about my own job, whether I can please the proprietress depends on how fast and firm the announcement is.

Contestant Lin Xi in the program group regrets not being able to participate in the recording due to personal reasons.

Eloquently wrote an announcement of the termination of the contract, and hung it under this copy.

Comments exploded:

"???"

"Woc, what's the situation with your program group, is this the second contestant to terminate the contract?"

During this period of time, Lin Xi's marketing was strong, and with the addition of the violinist's personality, he had quickly accumulated a group of draft fans on Weibo.

He was waiting for his brother Yiqi Juechen to crush all the players when the third episode aired, but in the end he waited for this contract termination announcement.

One can imagine how stinging the rest of the comments were:

"What's the situation, I like this new little brother."

"Help...don't it mean that your program team has already decided the champion by default, and then terminated all the players who are better than the champion?"

"Laughing to death. A new idea for the draft, terminate the best contract, and the rest will be the champion.jpg"

"Since it's due to the player's personal reasons, can I trouble you to write down the reason clearly, don't you force him to terminate the contract, and then give the player the blame."

"It's not a day or two for Hemu to operate like this. It's really uncomfortable to terminate the contract lightly, and Lin Xi spent all the money from the previous betting. Can you refund the money?"

……

Not only the trainee's official Weibo account was captured by Lin Xi's fans.

Lin Xi's own Weibo comments also fell.

Such a big thing happened, but Lin Xi didn't jump out to give an explanation.

Fans who have always understood the unspoken rules of domestic entertainment know that Lin Xi is probably restricted by his agent and is not allowed to post on Weibo.

Netizens are like that.

Everyone is not curious about the reasons for withdrawing from the competition.

But the more you hide it, the more netizens feel that there is something to eat.

Gradually, a bunch of posts began to spring up on Douban like mushrooms after a spring rain, all asking why Lin Xi suddenly withdrew from the competition.

Sheng Mingzhi didn't check these Weibo.

At this time, although he was holding his mobile phone, the login page was not Weibo, but WeChat.

It's Lu Jiayan's chat box.

The little ancestor has been waiting for his news all afternoon.

But the chat box seemed to be frozen, there was no movement at all! !

Sheng Mingzhi felt outrageous.

He couldn't believe that He Mu didn't report it to Lu Jiayan when such a big thing happened at the trainee recording site.

Since it was reported to him, why didn't Lu Jiayan send a message to ask him what's going on?

Damn, it won't be the seven-year itch just after falling in love. Doesn't the dog man not cherish him after getting him?

But then he thought that Lu Jiayan might be in a meeting in the afternoon.

Sheng Mingzhi was a little embarrassed to blame him, and thought about it in another way, in fact, his own affairs were not too much trouble.

He Mu's movements were so fast that he didn't even react.

When he was still angry, the high-level executives reported the new progress non-stop, terminated the contract, made it public, kicked people out of the show, and all the resources of Hemu in the future were not open to Lin Xi.

It was handled to his satisfaction.

He didn't want to trouble Lu Jiayan for a little thing.

After Sheng Mingzhi figured it out, he put down his phone.

He lay on the bed, looking at the overhead light in the room.

A thought suddenly flashed in my mind.

——Why didn’t you think the villa in Xishan No. [-] was so big before?

When Lu Jiayan came back, he saw this scene.

Sheng Mingzhi slept on the bed without a quilt covering it.

It was that extremely insecure posture, the whole person was curled up in a ball, and the hair was crumpled.

He was still playing with his mobile phone before going to bed, hanging weakly in his hand.

Lu Jiayan slightly possessed himself, and took out the phone in Sheng Mingzhi's hand.

This pumping woke up Sheng Mingzhi.

He opened his eyes, still a little dazed.

I don't know if I cried before going to bed or what, my eyes are red, and I look at him pitifully.

Lu Jiayan suddenly regretted that he came back so late.

Hemu's senior executives reported to him in the afternoon that Sheng Mingzhi should come back when he got angry at the scene.

Sheng Mingzhi was stunned for a few seconds before opening his mouth. When he just woke up, his speech was slurred: "Why are you back?"

Lu Jiayan said softly: "I heard from Yao Shen that you didn't have a good time when recording the show in the afternoon."

Not to mention okay.

Sheng Mingzhi almost forgot about it when she woke up.

When Lu Jiayan mentioned it, he realized that he had a lot of grievances, overwhelming.

Or maybe, the way Hemu gave him to vent his anger was useless at all, but Hemu is Hemu, not Lu Jiayan.

Actually talk about it.

He just wanted a word of comfort from Lu Jiayan.

Sheng Mingzhi nodded, thinking that I was going to die of anger before you came back!

You might as well come back to collect the corpse after I die of anger!

Sheng Mingzhi snorted coldly, as if trying to coax her.

Lu Jiayan explained: "There is an international meeting in the afternoon, and I can't leave. Next time I will come back early."

When he said that, Sheng Mingzhi lost his temper.

The momentum weakened by more than half, leaning on Lu Jiayan's shoulder like a boneless coquettish, muttering: "Forget it, the meeting is more important."

He didn't forget that last time Lu Jiayan dared to throw away a one billion contract for him.

Sheng Mingzhi was almost told to death by his father because of this incident, saying that he was a prodigal.

Outrageous.

It wasn't the Sheng family who lost. Am I your son or Lu Jiayan your son? !

"What's the matter." Lu Jiayan smiled, as if thinking of getting together with Sheng Mingzhi: "I'm afraid that if I keep skipping the meeting, I won't be able to make money in the future, and I won't be able to support you, right?"

He remembered that when he first returned to China, Sheng Mingzhi threatened that if Sheng Jia went bankrupt.

He was the first to divorce Lu Jiayan, determined not to live a hard life.

For this reason, Lu Jiayan is always secretly glad that he is rich.

Sheng Mingzhi probably thought of this too, and punched him hard: "You are so boring!"

He knew that Lu Jiayan was turning over his old account, and he became angry from embarrassment: "That was before."

"Yeah." Lu Jiayan nodded: "What about now? You are willing to live a hard life with me again."

Sheng Mingzhi glanced at him, and complained in his heart that you asked knowingly, but still nodded obediently: "I am a little bit willing."

With an idea, he answered, "I can steal my brother's money to support you."

It seems that last time he also said that he stole Sheng Xu's money to support him, and this time it was the same, and it caught Lu Jiayan's laugh again, and the man laughed a few times.

Holding Sheng Mingzhi in her arms, she lovingly and affectionately placed dense kisses on his lips.

"I won't let Mr. Xiao Sheng steal the money."

Sheng Mingzhi suddenly became sensible: "Oh. Then next time, you should not go home on purpose because of such a trivial matter."

Lu Jiayan raised his eyebrows: "So sensible?"

Teacher Xiao Sheng nodded reservedly.

They make comparisons well, okay? They are never ambiguous in major matters.

Then she looked at Lu Jiayan with a look of "I'm too sensible so hurry up to praise me".

Lu Jiayan laughed, and said solemnly: "But with me, your affairs will never be trivial."

Sheng Mingzhi was taken aback.

Lu Jiayan clasped his fingers together: "So you don't need to be sensible, you will always be the most important thing in my heart."

It was like a switch was turned on.

Sheng Mingzhi suddenly felt that her grievances had burst.

The mood of being depressed all afternoon suddenly poured out.

He was so angry that his voice stuttered, as if he was complaining, he told Lu Jiayan everything that happened today.

Lu Jiayan's eyes darkened slightly.

Although he heard his subordinates report the whole process, but from Sheng Mingzhi's words, it was clear that the grievances he suffered were far more than what appeared on the surface.

In the end, Sheng Mingzhi, the scolding person, had red eyes.

"He also said that if I can do it, let me do it myself. I laughed so hard, as if no one can play the violin. I can play the violin with my feet better than him!"

Lu Jiayan nodded: "What happened next?"

and after?

Sheng Mingzhi was stunned.

It seemed that all the sounds stopped abruptly.

Lu Jiayan's voice was gentle: "Why didn't you go up, Mingzhi."

later.

The qin was lifted high by the adults, and hit the ground hard, breaking it to pieces.

Then he couldn't hear anything—

All the unwillingness and regret are all vented at this moment.

Sheng Mingzhi's tears came without warning, falling down like broken threads.

He remembered the afternoon when he had gained everything and then lost everything.

Later, he never had the courage to pick up the piano again.

Every day and night when he couldn't hear the sound, nightmares haunted him endlessly.

Sheng Mingzhi refuses to communicate, refuses to speak, and refuses to be in groups.

But he looked longingly at everyone passing by him, wrapped his hope in his sight, and cautiously tried to ask for help.

Father, brother, even aunt, nanny, even if there is only one person, as long as there is one person, find him, find him.

He once grabbed Sheng Yuan's hand in despair, and only looked at him tremblingly.

But when he saw the tired look in the other party's eyes, that sentence stuck in his throat, and suddenly turned into a knife, cutting his throat.

He wanted to say, Dad, I can't hear anything.

Can you, take me to the hospital, my ear hurts.

But he didn't want to be seen as a nuisance either.

Now in Lu Jiayan's arms, the most bloody part of his heart was opened to him.

Sheng Mingzhi's voice was choked with sobs, and he couldn't say anything.

It took a while before he said softly, "Lu Jiayan, my ears hurt."