Tianguang [entertainment circle]

Xin Ye shook his head: "No, I'm going to practice with my brother tonight. He wrote a new song for me to listen to when I go back."

Ji Mu ignored Jiang Yuan's increasingly stinky face, and happily moved his head over.

"What song? I want to hear it too!"

"Why do you want to join in the fun with everything?" Mu Sanwei slapped Jimu on the head, then looked at Xin Ye with a smile, and thought about what he should call Xin Tian, ​​"But I also want to listen to my brother's song."

Xin Ye smiled, his two calves wobbling.

"I told my brother the story of the new script, and he was inspired by the accident. He has been discussing the new script with me for several days, and now I have written several versions of the lyrics."

When it comes to the new script, everyone will naturally think of this European-style film that is currently being prepared.

Hearing Xin Ye's words, the girl in charge of dubbing and sound effects was very excited: "So, if he is capable enough, the new song he composes can be used as the theme song of our movie!"

This reminds everyone.

After all, theme songs and episodes are indispensable for all released films.

Originally, Mu Sanwei wanted to seek help from well-known composers in the industry.But now a ready-made one is in front of him... It's just that he has doubts about the strength between Xin Tian and the famous composer.

"My brother probably just wants to write for fun." Xin Ye thought for a moment, "After all, he is not majoring in vocal music."

Mu Sanwei smiled like a fox, and smacked his chest firmly: "It's okay, Xiaoye. As long as your brother is willing to compose music for our film, I will definitely not let him suffer."

The implication is that Xintian will be paid a lot of money.

But Mu Sanwei was just saying that, if Xin Tian's melody is so mediocre, it won't help the film win the award at all...These things I said before are just for the sake of saving face.

Everyone just chatted noisyly like this, and the time passed by every minute.

Everyone seemed happy and relaxed, but only they knew that the tension in their hearts remained unchanged from beginning to end.

After all, today is an important day for the reply from the Film Bureau.

Until everyone's frolic sound became smaller and smaller, and the topic of chatting gradually disappeared in the air of the tavern, everyone focused their eyes on Mu Sanwei, quietly observing his expression staring at his off-screen phone .

Gradually, everyone quieted down, holding their breath together with Mu Sanwei, waiting for the notification message to light up on the screen.

One second, two seconds...

The atmosphere in the tavern seemed to be fueling the flames, and the melody of the music was just right.

The mobile phone on the table was gray and black, and looked a little lonely under the light.However, the sight that everyone almost pierces through it makes this loneliness proud again.

The bright white light suddenly lit up.

Mu Sanwei staggered, the water glass in Jimu's hand shook suddenly, and a girl in the crew screamed softly.

However, when everyone rushed up to look at it like tigers and wolves, they saw a message from a person named "Meimei" to Mu Sanwei: Young Master Mu, do you have time tonight~?

Everyone felt a chill.

Jimu grinned, suppressing the goosebumps on his arms: "Three-Dimensional, I can't see that you are still this kind of person..."

With blue veins on his forehead, Mu Sanwei unblocked all social software with great speed.

"It was an accident!"

Jiang Yuan smiled calmly, still leaning on the back of the sofa unhurriedly, mixing the fruit wine and milk in his hand.

Just when Mu Sanwei was scolded by everyone with contempt, and vowed that he would learn from the pain and never make mistakes again, the dark screen lit up again.

Mu Sanwei glanced at the gap in the accusation——

"Capital Radio and Television Administration" appeared on the title.

Mu Sanwei's eyes widened, and Limara let out a long "shh" a few times, calming down everyone who was still playing around with him.

He straightened his scratched hair, coughed a few times, and poked open the screen with trembling fingertips.

[I'm sorry to inform you: Your application for the filing of the script of the film "The Honey Language of Europa" is suspected of plagiarism, and the application will not be approved. 】This line of words is like a basin of hail falling from the sky, hitting Mu Sanwei's body bitingly and sharply.

What... what do you mean?

script……

Suspected of plagiarism...?

Mu Sanwei didn't dare to look up at Xin Ye who was sitting opposite.

The girl's star-like ignorant eyes sparkled with anticipation, and her two catkin-like hands were tightly clasped on her knees.

Jiang Yuan took a sip of the wine in the porcelain cup, raised his eyes slightly, and watched the expression on Mu Sanwei's face froze when he saw the reply.

He held the phone with his fingertips, which were faintly white.

Jiang Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was a little stunned for a moment.

Judging by Mu Sanwei's reaction, he could already guess the result.

Even if the result is unsatisfactory and rejected by the Film Bureau, it will only disappoint everyone.But his appearance seems to be far more than simply being rejected for filing.

The members of the surrounding crew waited anxiously, and stretched their necks to see what kind of reply they would get: "Three-dimensional, don't be dazed, what's the result?"

Mu Sanwei opened his mouth slightly, and subconsciously swept his gaze across Xin Ye, who was opposite him, and quickly stared at the screen with his cell phone tightly.

"Hey! It's so boring!" The building block next to him waited impatiently, snatched the phone from Mu Sanwei's hand, and quickly scanned the text on it, "Isn't it just a short reply? Why are you so..."

Before Mu Sanwei could finish his rant, Jimu had already froze in place with his eyes wide open.

Ji Mu's eyes were staring like copper kernels.The phone slipped from the palm of his hand and fell on the red soft sofa, but his hand was still holding it and froze in the air.

Seeing that even a guy as careless as Ji Mu also fell silent, everyone gradually had a bad premonition in their hearts.

When Jiang Yuan saw this, his face was sullen, and he stretched out his arms to bring over the mobile phone that silenced the two noisy men at the same time.

Xin Ye also looked over with his little head.

Until the words "suspected of plagiarism" came into view, Xin Ye felt as if dense black ants had penetrated into her eye sockets and throat, making her unable to look away and unable to say anything.

And Jiang Yuan looked at this reply, and the expression on his face became more and more serious.

The other team members looked at each other, not daring to take the mobile phone from Jiang Yuan's hand, and not daring to ask rashly.

Even Jiang Yuan's complexion changed, what happened to this reply?

For a moment, a strange and heavy atmosphere permeated the air.

After holding his head and struggling for a while, Mu Sanwei forced himself to figure it out and regain his composure.

He didn't look up, his voice was hoarse, and everyone understood what happened.

"Ono, plagiarism...what's going on?"

Xin Ye sat beside Jiang Yuan with his back straight.However, there was no fluctuation on that delicate and fair face, only those black agate-like eyes still carried some disbelief that even she could not comprehend.

She clenched her little hands tightly, as if she was suppressing something.

Jiang Yuan pursed his lips, put his hands on the back of Xin Ye's neck, took her head over, and gently pressed it into his arms, soothing her trembling back due to emotional fluctuations.

"Hey, calm down first."

Jiang Yuan lowered his expression, feeling the body tremor when the beauty in his arms was suppressing his emotions, holding that white porcelain face and gently kissing her lips, trying to calm down Xin Ye in his arms.

Although she is not the creator of the script, she can understand Xin Ye's mood at this time.

Every script is created word by word by the screenwriter.

In a simple and inconspicuous book, the creator's time, energy, painstaking efforts and feelings are always poured into it.She loves the child she created word by word with all her heart and soul, and tries her best to cultivate the child into the best one in her eyes.

But now...someone told her:

Sorry, your child was created after someone else's child.

You copied someone else.

This is undoubtedly a heavy blow.

Ji Mu murmured: "It shouldn't be... How could Ono plagiarize? Did it just happen to happen?"

Jiang Yuan's face was heavy: "It's not a collision. It's really plagiarism."

Everyone was stunned and confused when they heard Jiang Yuan's words.

"The General Administration of Film judged plagiarism, it must be someone who filed a film script with a similarity of more than 20% before us."

Mu Sanwei's lips turned pale, but he quickly realized: "You mean, someone copied us first?"

Jiang Yuan nodded, still not stopping to comfort the beauty in his arms.

At this moment, Xin Ye's heart was full of sadness and resentment colliding with each other, leaving only a sad chill lingering around.

Before that, her impression of the human heart and the world had always been good.Even if she sees a lot of unbearable and ugly from various channels and places, she will try to dig out their good side, and try to show the beauty that grows in the ugly from her own creations, trying to make everyone accept and appreciate it. forgive.

But she was dead wrong.

"Don't persuade others to be kind without suffering others."

Xin Ye felt firsthand how ignorant he was in everything he did in the past.

"It's too much." Ji Mu's fists were clenched, "Who on earth plagiarized Ono's script! Must be caught and dealt with!"

Jiang Yuan carefully went through all the people who knew Xin Ye's script in his mind.

Needless to say, everyone in the crew is a fellow.Unless it is an external coercion.

But that's extremely unlikely.

And almost none of the actors in the previous killing crew participated in the design of the new script, and they are not within the scope of suspicion.

But there is one person - Sang Wen.

Someone in the production crew had already thought of him, and immediately cursed angrily: "Shouldn't it be that bastard Sang Wen? He knows exactly what script we are going to shoot."

"It's not him." Jiang Yuan said in a deep voice, "He left early and didn't participate in our formal discussion, so what he knows is only superficial."

Xin Ye's eyes were red, trying to calm himself down over and over again.

She met Jiang Yuan's eyes, and said as if she had exhausted all her strength: "There is only one person left."