061 goes back to the docking point and sends a docking signal to 009.
The figure of 009 just appeared, like a chick who saw an old hen, and threw himself into 061's arms, rushing him back.
061 touched his head: "... what's wrong?"
009 shivered and said, "Brother 061, Chi Xiaochi tells me ghost stories."
061: "… huh?"
The time limit for docking and changing shifts was extremely short, and 061 was forcibly sent back before he had time to ask what happened to 009.
The gentle and somewhat questionable "hmm" entered Chi Xiaochi's ears, making his ears numb.
After dinner, Chi Xiaochi had already returned to the bedroom.
He put down the black tea cup: "are you back?"
061 asked: "How is 009's work?"
"I don't know about the work situation, but the dining situation is good." Chi Xiaochi said, "I made four dishes and one soup, and he made it round, and there was not even dripping soup left."
061's tone was rather helpless: "...Well, he has a good appetite. He can eat 160 dumplings for the New Year."
Chi Xiaochi: "…"
He thought that 009 was probably shy because he met him for the first time and didn't play his original level.
Poor hospitality, poor hospitality.
061 asked him: "Listen to 009, you tell him ghost stories."
Chi Xiaochi said calmly, "I didn't. I just asked him a few questions."
061 pondered, and thought so too.
Chi Xiaochi was obviously afraid of ghosts himself.
Chi Xiaochi was going to get the black tea cup again, but as soon as his finger touched the handle of the cup, the whole cup was decomposed into data with phantoms.
He touched the air, his expression slightly stunned.
061 especially liked the childishness of a rational and sober person like Chi Xiaochi unconsciously, and his voice showed a bit of a smile: "It's going to bed, don't drink this."
Chi Xiaochi bargained with him: "I want to see if Tang Huan's studio will announce Yang Xiaoyan's name tonight."
061 said: "You are going to record a song tomorrow, you have to keep your spirits up."
Chi Xiaochi still didn't give up, and smiled as a rogue: "I can make up for sleep in the car."
061 said: "I can cut off your electricity and internet."
Chi Xiaochi said, "...Okay, dormitory teacher, you are ruthless."
061 smiled: "This classmate, please wash up and go to bed quickly."
Chi Xiaochi was about to stand up, and asked casually, "What book is the dormitory teacher going to read tonight?"
061 Answer: "Harry Potter."
Chi Xiaochi suddenly fell silent.
He kept his half-up position and said, "Let's change it."
Chi Xiaochi's expression made 061 feel that he might not be doing well this time.
However, since there are points in mind, there is no need to ask.
061 nodded and changed his tune in a kindly manner: "...Then let's continue reading "The Grass House"."
After arranging Chi Xiaochi to fall asleep, 061 opened "Harry Potter", searched with keywords, and picked up the plots related to Sirius Black.
At about two in the morning, Chi Xiaochi staggered and got up from the bed.
061 thought he was up at night, but he went straight to the small sofa and cuddled himself in.
061 was fascinated by the book just now and didn't notice Chi Xiaochi's condition. It was only now that he found out that Chi Xiaochi's pajamas were completely soaked in sweat and stuck to his body, depicting Cheng Yuan's thin ribs clearly.
He didn't close the window before going to bed, when the wind picked up outside, and the curtains were filled with wind, rising and falling.
Looking at the outline of the wind, Chi Xiaochi was in a trance for a while, and said softly, "Brother Lou, it's windy outside."
The voice was about to fall, and the window slowly closed.
061's voice sounded: "Don't be afraid. I closed it. You sweat too much, you can't catch a cold now."
Chi Xiaochi said, "I know it's you."
061 asked softly: "Have a nightmare?"
Chi Xiaochi replied, "It's a good dream."
That was indeed a good dream.
The sound of mahjong came from the first floor, eating, touching, and listening. The women shouted in a shrill voice, as if this would bring good luck to the cards. The men enjoyed the cool with their shirtless arms. In their mouths, oil and war were closely related to them. , They are shaking their fans and nibbling on sunflower seeds, and everyone has a mirage of their own.
Upstairs, Chi Xiaochi was lying on the bed, with Lou Ying on each side.
There was a gust of hot wind outside, and the windows creaked.
There was a damp and earthy smell in the wind, and a cloud of clouds rolled in, and it was about to rain.
Chi Xiaochi said, "Brother Lou, it's windy outside."
Lou Ying raised his head from the book and looked out the window: "It's going to rain."
Regardless of whether it would rain or not, Chi Xiaochi deliberately kicked the spine of Lou Ying's book with his feet and begged him to continue reading: "What happened later. What happened to Blake?"
The book was tattered, but it was carefully wrapped by Lou Ying. It was white and snow-white, and Lou Ying's slender and clean fingers stroked it from above, which fit perfectly.
He lowered his gaze back to the book, his expression slightly complicated.
After a while, he closed the book and sat up from the bed: "It's too late today, I'm going back. I'll talk to you tomorrow."
Chi Xiaochi said, "You leave the book to me, and I will read it myself."
Lou Ying smiled. He smiled with light in his eyes.
"Leave the book to you, will you still sleep tonight? Don't make trouble."
Chi Xiaochi was anxious, and got up from the bed: "Will he be with Harry?"
"Who are you asking?"
"Sirius."
"… What do you think?"
Chi Xiaochi frowned: "Of course we have to be together, we must be together. He needs Harry, and Harry needs him too. But how do I feel that he will die."
Lou Ying put the book in his bag: "don't worry, he won't die."
Chi Xiaochi: "Really?"
Lou Ying said, "Really. I've seen the back. He's not dead, he's fine."
In the next plot, Sirius did not die, and even appeared in the subsequent plot, as funny and considerate as before.
Although Lou Ying fell to his death before the next "Harry Potter" series came out, for many years after that, in Chi Xiaochi's mind, Sirius was still the weather-beaten but bright-eyed boy.
It wasn't until that talk show that he was told that Blake was dead.
He fell into the veil in front of Harry and disappeared without a trace, not even finding his body.
Those life-and-death companionships and happy endings are the stories that Lou Ying wrote for him imitating the translation style.
… "Not everyone you like can live".
Lou Ying didn't want Chi Xiaochi to understand this truth so early, but later, Chi Xiaochi still understood.
Back to the present.
061 did not speak, leaving him enough time to be silent.
Chi Xiaochi picked up a toothpick and thought about his thoughts.
061 saw Chi Xiaochi's actions in his eyes, and his thoughts moved slightly.
... As far as he knows, Chi Xiaochi has the habit of smoking.
Although it is not an addiction, when he enters a state of thinking, he is more willing to smoke a cigarette.
The Cheng family certainly has no shortage of good cigarettes to entertain guests, but since Chi Xiaochi became Cheng Yuan, in order to protect his throat, except for two times when he was testing Yang Baihua, he never smoked it again.
Thinking of this, 061's heart became extra soft.
He was so patient and restrained, but when he was uneasy, he had no friends to accompany him.
Chi Xiaochi was in a trance, unaware that there was a subtle flow of data beside him.
061's figure changed from virtual to solid, standing beside Chi Xiaochi.
The lonely soul was curled up in Cheng Yuan's body, quietly, except for the toothpick that was bitten by him, making a small noise.
He reached out to Chi Xiaochi's shoulder, trying to comfort him as a new friend.
But only halfway through, his hand retracted, and there was only a trace of the remaining data stream that silently sank into Chi Xiaochi's shoulders and disappeared.
... Fortunately, 061 remembered Chi Xiaochi's dislike of physical contact in time and avoided a possible trouble.
Chi Xiaochi seemed to have sensed something, turned his head to look, and saw only the room immersed in darkness.
Before he could turn around, the toothpick in his mouth disappeared out of thin air, replaced by a hint of strawberry sweetness.
Chi Xiaochi made a "uh" and spit out the contents of his mouth.
A lollipop.
Chi Xiaochi wanted to know who was doing the trick, so he couldn't help saying, "I'm not a child."
061 said: "Whatever is not squatting."
Chi Xiaochi thought it was reasonable, he stuffed the lollipop back, and slowly licked it.
He asked, "Where did this sugar come from?"
061 said, "In exchange for Yang Baihua's favorability value."
Chi Xiaochi licked the lollipop and criticized 061: "Teacher Six took the lead in breaking the rules, and has no morality."
061 coughed lightly, cooperated with his performance, and said, "Teacher's morality is for students. Only you are my student."
Chi Xiaochi was very moved, and was about to express his emotions when he heard the teacher Liuliu he respected say: "After eating, brush your teeth, hurry up and sleep for a while."
Chi Xiaochi wasn't very sleepy and continued to lick his lollipop slowly.
061 watched him eat candy, and his face gradually became hot.
Chi Xiaochi didn't seem to be able to eat candy well at all, licking and biting while holding the small candy stick, especially the look in his eyes when he switched back to the "Casual" channel, which matched his actions, showing an indescribable desire.
A good piece of candy fell into Chi Xiaochi's hands, which can be said to be humiliated.
061 can't stand it anymore: "...you eat well."
But Chi Xiaochi was quite unaware of how he behaved, and took out the transparent candy from his mouth: "Huh?"
061: "…"
Forget it, just remember to brush your teeth.
It wasn't until he woke up the next morning when Chi Xiaochi turned on his phone with a refreshing look, that he realized that he missed a big show last night.
… the identity of the plagiarist was revealed.
The exposure speed is so fast, mainly to blame Yang Xiaoyan.
Yang Xiaoyan is also a well-known songwriter on the Internet, her vanity is there again, and the fact that the song was bought by Yundu is enough for her to play for a year.
"The new song is sold. This time I finally have the money to buy the little dress that I'm thinking of [xin] [xin] [xin]."
- The sending time of this Weibo is the same day as the contract date provided by Yundu.
"It's still in production~ I don't know when I'll hear the finished product, I'm looking forward to it."
- On the same day, Tang Huan posted a picture of himself in the recording studio on Weibo.
In addition, she reposted Tang Huan's 5th anniversary lucky draw Weibo, and even commented on Tang Huan's new Weibo post, "Hahaha, I finally heard it!"
Although it was not specified who her new song was sold to, according to the timeline, all clues pointed to her.
There is no shortage of idlers in this world. Tang Huan's fans are eager to find the originator who made their idols famous for plagiarism and attack them. Not to mention Tang Huan's owner, Yundu, naturally wants everyone's attention to be shifted to other places. .
In this way, Yang Xiaoyan was caught.
Now that the name has been exposed, Tang Huan's studio simply struck while the iron was hot, updated Weibo again, and released the lawyer's letter that you ordered overnight.
The defendant's name was Yang Xiaoyan.
Seeing Man Tianfei's "Real Hammer" screenshot, Chi Xiaochi said without sincerity: "Congratulations, it was a hit, and the C debut."
He knew too well that among those who denounced, very few were truly angry about plagiarism.
What netizens want is fun, and what the studio wants is profit, so Yang Xiaoyan has to sacrifice.
Of course, if you kill yourself, you can't blame others.
Chi Xiaochi's game actually gave her a way out.
- As long as she doesn't reach out to steal, she won't fold into any subtle game Ren Chi Xiaochi has set up.
Early in the morning, Yang Xiaoyan's cell phone rang.
She stayed up until the middle of the night last night and barely closed her eyes, not knowing that she had been stripped of her skin online.
She picked up the phone sleepily: "...Hello?"
A refined male voice came from the other end of the phone: "Is this Miss Yang Xiaoyan Yang?"
Yang Xiaoyan glanced at her phone and found that it was an unfamiliar number. She thought that the courier she bought a few days ago had arrived, and she secretly wondered why it was delivered so early.
"Put it at the door."
"Ms. Yang, this is the Dingshan People's Court of Yunjing City." The caller said, "There is a civil case related to you, which will be held on January 10. Please go to the Dingshan People's Court in time to collect the summons. …”
Yang Xiaoyan hung up the phone before he could finish speaking.
Moments later, the phone rang again.
She hung up again and hurriedly blacklisted the number.
summons? What subpoena
Yundu's subpoena? Did they really sue themselves
She shook her hands and wanted to go to Weibo to see what was going on at Yundu Studio. Who would have thought that as soon as she entered Weibo, Ruhai's private messages and comments rushed her phone to a dead end.
"Hello, plagiarism dog, have you woken up? Did you suffer from conscience today?"
"Music thief! This industry is stinking with rat shit like you!"
After only two readings, Yang Xiaoyan quit Weibo, trembling in panic.
How did they find out it was theirs
And that subpoena...
No, she won't pick it up! She can't pick it up!
As long as you don't accept it, you can! ? If they don't go by themselves, they won't be able to hold a court session, and this matter may be avoided...
It was like this when she was a child. She went to other people's houses to play by herself and broke other people's things. As long as she took the things away quietly, or simply hid, everything would be fine...
Yang Xiaoyan didn't dare to disturb the roommates who were still sleeping on the bed, she slipped out of the bed with tears in her eyes, squatted into the toilet, and called Yang Baihua.
As soon as she opened her mouth, she burst into tears.
"Brother, what did Brother Xiaocheng say... Have you found him yet? Did he promise to help me? Hurry up and save me—"