Chapter 73: ???

Sheng Mingzhi knows that he doesn't really have an earache.

The hearing in the right ear was restored as before long before she grew up, but the mental trauma remained forever in her nerves.

The slap broke not only the violin, but also Sheng Mingzhi's courage.

Before he could even get up, to regroup his broken heart, he was told that the woman who had raised him for over ten years was not his real mother.

Sheng Mingzhi heard the sound of the spirit collapsing in this moment.

The only shelter he could rely on was finally destroyed on that thunderstorm day.

YanCheng's small home was not a rich one, but it was always his home.

He will not be a problem or a burden to anyone when he returns home.

But the Sheng family is not.

The Sheng family was large and opulent, and his first day in the family was not a happy one.

Every scowling look they gave him told him so.

He is an outsider.

The unfamiliar surroundings added to his panic and unease.

A child's expression is very limited, and once he feels he is a nuisance he will try to reduce his presence as much as possible.

I was so hungry that I didn't know what to say, so I just slogged through the meal and ate it even though I was allergic, and then I threw up all over again.

He won't ask for water when he's thirsty, and the nanny doesn't notice until his lips are dry and flaky.

He tries to slowly step out of the shadows and into the Sheng family, but just as he takes the first step, Song Yi appears in front of him without warning.

Sheng Mingzhi looks cautiously at the young man who has possessed him for twelve years of his life.

He doesn't know why Song Yi has to pretend to be close to him in front of the adults when he obviously hates him so much.

Only when there are two of them left.

Only then did Song Yi put away her disguise, not saying a word to him with a cold face.

The Sheng family villa is so large that Sheng Mingzhi doesn't feel uncomfortable even though he doesn't see Song Yi.

But it was the first time that he had been approached in private.

The moment he saw Song Yi, Sheng Mingzhi put down the milk in his hand.

Anyone can drink it, but under Song Yi's thief-like gaze, he suddenly doesn't dare.

Song Yi crossed over to him and spoke coldly, "My brother is quite fond of you. What did he sneak you today?"

Sheng Mingzhi froze for a moment.

He realises that the 'my brother' Song Yi is referring to is Sheng Xu, an older brother who bears a subtle resemblance to him.

Sheng Mingzhi was still unable to accept that he suddenly had a sibling.

He subconsciously still thinks of himself as an only child.

"...... sugar."

"Oh." Song Yi took a kosher out of the fridge and went to heat it up.

While waiting for it to be heated up, Song Yi mentions offhandedly, "You should eat less sugar, isn't Dr. Yang coming to draw blood tomorrow?

Sheng Mingzhi didn't get it.

Dr Yang is the Sheng family's personal doctor and has arranged for Sheng Mingzhi's blood to be drawn tomorrow.

Sheng Mingzhi always thought it was a physical examination.

Song Yi was surprised to see that he didn't know: "Don't you know why blood is drawn?"

Sheng Mingzhi had a vague feeling that this outcome was not something he could live with himself.

He subconsciously chooses to avoid hearing it, but Song Yi is one step ahead of him and speaks up.

"I thought you knew how you got found because Sheng Xue needed a bone marrow exchange and it didn't match mine. What else do you think it is?"

Sheng Mingzhi has somewhat forgotten how he reacted at the time.

It was probably so sad that it actually gave birth to a feeling as if it was taken for granted.

Wan Xia abandoned him once, and Sheng Mingzhi at least felt he had a way back.

It turned out to be a desperate situation when the Sheng family called him back to give their daughter a bone marrow exchange.

Sheng Mingzhi refused Sheng Yuan for the first time and refused to let Dr. Yang draw blood.

His perverse attitude frightened everyone and no one knew what was going on.

It was only later that Sheng Mingzhi realised he had been conned by Song Yi.

Dr. Yang was simply there to give him a physical examination.

Although Sheng Xue needed a bone marrow match, Sheng Yuan considered that Sheng Mingzhi had just returned and had not yet adjusted to the family and asked the child to have a bone marrow match, which would not directly make Sheng Mingzhi think more.

It was through the Sheng Xue bone marrow match that he discovered that Song Yi was not his biological son.

However, when she picked up Sheng Mingzhi, she never had the idea of asking someone's child to donate bone marrow.

Sheng Yuan didn't even force Song Yi to do it, it was Song Yi who asked for a match and that's what brought all the truth to the surface.

But that too was a long time in coming.

For Sheng Mingzhi, his first six months back with the Sheng family were a time when he was abandoned by the world.

This fear and unease was hidden deep in his heart.

It continues to influence his life to this day.

Sheng Mingzhi cried in Lu Jiayan's arms, as if she wanted to finish crying all the grievances she had suffered all those years.

It took a long time for Sheng Mingzhi to come around, and then, feeling a bit humiliated.

Help.

Why did he just cry directly in front of Lu Jiayan!

I was angry when I was copied this afternoon, but I'm not so angry that I cried!

Sheng Mingzhi Suddenly, he couldn't remember which part of the process had gone wrong and then it went this far.

Would Lu Jiayan find it strange that there is someone like him who cries even when he wins a fight!

Sheng Mingzhi Embarrassed by the redness of his ears.

I think Lu Jiayan is to blame for the two questions he asked.

People who are supposed to be aggrieved cannot ask.

The more you ask, the more you feel aggrieved don't you know?

It was probably too obvious that his body was stiff and then he didn't cry either.

So Lu Jiayan moved a little and spoke with a general sigh, "So aggravating."

...... would have been.

No, and it's not for this afternoon thing that I'm commiserating.

Sheng Mingzhi felt he should explain before he left any strange impressions on Lu Jiayan's mind.

Before he could explain, Lu Jiayan continued, "I'm also quite aggrieved."

Sheng Mingzhi: ......?

He looked up, "What do you commiserate about?"

Her eyes were still red from her recent tears, and her questioning was not weakened by any degree.

Lu Jiayan said lightly, "I'm not aggrieved yet."

Him: "I'm probably the last person in the world to know that little Mr. Sheng still plays the violin."

After hearing this, Sheng Mingzhi thought to himself, "What is there to be aggrieved about?

But imagine for a moment that everyone knew that Lu Jiayan was a good violinist, but that he, as his closest pillow, did not.

Thinking about it, it really does bother me a bit.

But Sheng Mingzhi didn't mean to hide it from him!

Then he didn't ask!

Sheng Mingzhi choked, and then the focus was all skewed.

He held his tongue and came out with, "No."

Stuttering and reassuring Lu Jiayan: "Actually, my brother doesn't know either."

......

......

It seemed quieter in the bedroom.

This comfort, it seems, is completely ineffective.

After a while, Lu Jiayan said, "Do I have to thank your brother, then?"

Sheng Mingzhi took it in stride: "Call to thank you, or you'll look insincere."

"Or I'll transfer another two hundred thousand to him?"

"That's fine."

Sheng Mingzhi nodded seriously, "Why don't you just pass it on to me?"

Sheng Mingzhi is the first to laugh at this performance.

He couldn't take it anymore and gave Lu Jiayan another punch in anger: "You're so boring!"

With all this going on, all those sad feelings that had just flooded into my heart seemed to be gone.

All that remains is the man in front of him.

Lu Jiayan took his wrist in his hand and held him tighter: "What else is there to tell? Is there anything else that little Mr. Sheng is hiding from me?"

Sheng Mingzhi shakes his head.

He doesn't shake so firmly, though.

Because there was one thing he didn't tell Lu Jiayan, and that was that half of the original score was written for him.

But it's a shame to say that about writing love songs!

Sheng Mingzhi simply ignored the matter.

In a very matter-of-fact tone, he recounted his previous experience of playing the violin.

The eyes are a little brighter than usual when it comes to what awards they have won.

There was a noticeable quiver in his voice when he said why he wasn't playing the piano.

"- and then I stopped playing. Every time I came home and touched the piano, I remembered the slap I had received and felt I couldn't hear things."

When he finished, the bedroom was silent and on the verge of freezing.

Sheng Mingzhi actually thought it was over, but Lu Jiayan's silence made him a little concerned.

Although it's a little bit nice to see Lu Jiayan's heart ache for his own business.

But Sheng Mingzhi doesn't really want to see Lu Jiayan unhappy.

So after saying that, he hastily patched it up again, "But that was so many years ago that I've almost forgotten."

Can't even lie.

How can you forget and be afraid to use the piano.

Sheng Mingzhi doesn't even believe it when he says it.

The more you talk, the more you whisper, and finally you simply stop.

It was a long time before Sheng Mingzhi heard Lu Jiayan's voice.

The other man held him tightly, his voice suppressed, seemingly restrained, before he said, " Mingzhi, I'm sorry."

Lu Jiayan cannot describe how he feels.

He has made many decisions in his life, both in life and in business, and has never had any regrets about his decisions.

But just now, he suddenly regretted it like never before.

to that decision he made to leave the country three years ago.

Sheng Mingzhi did not understand the meaning of Lu Jiayan's inexplicable apology.

Thinking he was doing it because he was plagiarized, he said, "That's not that serious. I've already terminated his contract anyway, I'm not that small-minded."

At this point, Sheng Mingzhi is suddenly alerted.

He turns his head and locks eyes with Lu Jiayan.

"You don't think I'm going too far with this, do you?"

For example, if you abuse the power of Sheng Jia's boss to argue with a trainee and terminate her contract.

Then he didn't fight with all the trainees either, Lin Xi copied him first!

Sheng Mingzhi was afraid Lu Jiayan wouldn't understand and continued bb: "Just think I'm abusing my boss's wife's rights or something ......"

"No." Lu Jiayan said carelessly, "It was HeMu who issued the termination announcement, what does it have to do with little Mr. Sheng."

...... What a tricky angle.

Sheng Mingzhi is astonished.

"The entertainment industry should have less of these poor quality artists."

Looking at his tone, he seems to be worried about the entertainment industry, and Sheng Mingzhi thinks that Lu Jiayan might not even think it's enough to terminate Lin Xi's contract, but he might even take action to shut him down.

But when he heard the words "bad artistes", Sheng Mingzhi started to pick holes in them, deliberately finding fault with them.

"Oh. Then I've been called an inferior artist by showbiz fans before."

The eyes are fixed on Lu Jiayan's face in a ghostly way.

The question asked was a death sentence comparable to "Who would you save first if your mother or I fell into the water?

Lu Jiayan continues without changing his face: "The entertainment industry should also have less of these bad fans."

Sheng Mingzhi fell straight into Lu Jiayan's arms with laughter.

Anyway, whether it's a bad artist or a bad fan, little Mr. Sheng is not at all at fault!

Sheng Mingzhi didn't relent, climbing on his shoulders with his hands and asking, "What about it? I don't have many fans already, and if you kill me like this, I'll have even less."

Lu Jiayan: "Or I'll be a fan for little Mr. Sheng?"

"Huh?" Sheng Mingzhi said bitterly, "That's not good. If word gets out, people will say I'm a grass fan, no no no, it's black material."

"No." Lu Jiayan's peach blossom eyes were impish and ambiguous: "Being fucked by a fan doesn't count as fucking a fan."

Sheng Mingzhi: "......"

Row.

Available.

Having reached this point in the conversation, Sheng Mingzhi already had a sense of what would happen next.

But to be honest, sleeping with Lu Jiayan was quite enjoyable, and I was the one who couldn't hold back first.

And tonight Lu Jiayan seems to be moving more gently than usual.

Sheng Mingzhi, dazed and submissive, lies down, his right hand interlocked with Lu Jiayan's fingers, the platinum rings intertwined.

Halfway through the day, the bony hand gripped the bedclothes with impatience.

-

Although the evening was spent with Lu Jiayan, he was honest about everything.

But Sheng Mingzhi always felt that things were not over yet, and judging by his fishy physique over the years, the more he feared, the more things would happen.

Besides, the look in Lin Xi's eyes before she stepped down was not at all like a look of reprieve.

Sheng Mingzhi felt that he had done him a favour by not stating on the spot in his termination contract that he had been returned for plagiarism.

The result was unexpected, two days after the event.

DouBan has revealed a video shot by Station Sister.

It's a live recording of the 'Trainee Debut Battle'.

The camera has its own radio, which caught the scene of Sheng Mingzhi arguing with Lin Xi.

At the end of the scene, Lin Xi's rousing statement, "Who are you to accuse me of plagiarism?

This video is like a bomb thrown into the water.

It blew DouBan out of the water.

The post that broke the story was instantly topped to over 3,000 floors.

It was fermenting on Twitter in less than an hour.

The video was uploaded to Weibo a second time by a marketing agency, making up a powerful caption that read

"Holy shit Lin Xi was returned for plagiarism, huh?"

The subject of plagiarism has always been the bottom line of the internet.

The comments were instantly tapped: the

"Really? Isn't he a violinist, so unfeathered?"

"What was copied? Is there a class rep to summarise?"

"I'm coming, I'm coming! After watching the video, it's probably that the original tune used in Lin Xi's solo performance was actually copied, and copied from Sheng Mingzhi."

This comment was replied to with over a hundred replies.

"Wait. The first half of your sentence is all normal, so the second half is a little hard for me to understand?"

"Brother, how many dishes ah drink like this, copy Sheng Mingzhi ? You might as well actually compose music if you have the effort, be kind to yourself."

"The credibility of your entire paragraph has been turned into a joke by the words Sheng Mingzhi.jpg"

"Seriously. I'd love to believe he copied it, but when you say copy Sheng Mingzhi, it becomes an urban legend."

......

The copycat melon was a shock though.

But what shocked netizens even more was Sheng Mingzhi's line in the video that it was his compositions that were copied.

Sheng Mingzhi ?

Composing?

Does Sheng Mingzhi have anything to do with composing music?

The topic of plagiarism, which was supposed to focus on Lin Xi, was completely skewed.

Coupled with Sheng Mingzhi's fishy physique, the number one spot on the civic charts was soon occupied by a strange hot search.

#???? #?

It's to the extent that passers-by will click in "????" when they see it. to the extent that

The twitter feed in the topic refreshes very quickly.

"???"

"The last time I saw such an outrageous hot search was the last time."

"Oh, it's the Sheng Mingzhi #crouchy one, I think."

"Congratulations to those who clicked on this hot search, yes! This b topic is again related to Sheng Mingzhi!"

"I am literally going to die laughing, why are all the hot searches related to Sheng Mingzhi so funny."

"What was it again this time, Sheng Mingzhi ranted about Lin Xi saying that Lin Xi copied his compositions, I've never said anything so outrageous in my life."

"'Sheng Mingzhi rants about Lin Xi saying that Lin Xi copied his compositions' - much like one of those little games I play with catchpaper, but any random sentence I could put together would be more reliable than this. "

"No, don't focus on the wrong things! He said Lin Xi Xi copied him, copied what?"

"A violin score?"

"Save.... The going is getting outrageous...."

......

Lin Xi is, after all, a trainee who hasn't even made his debut yet.

So this time around, the buzz is basically about Sheng Mingzhi, and not as horrific as the last time they tore into Song Yi.

The internet is in a state of half-hearted disbelief when it comes to plagiarism.

Sheng Mingzhi's comments section has also been swamped with this story, but the anti-fans in his comments section are getting stranger and stranger than the usual genital abuse from real anti-fans: "I'm not sure I'm going to be able to get a comment.

"I heard you've been going around telling people that people are copying you?"

"With this level of making up nonsense, I'm starting to believe you can actually compose music (dog head)"

"You've been picking your feet at home for two months and you come up with this fancy persona? I'm not happy with it, think again."

"Po, it's 2024 and you still haven't given up that 2023 genius Purple Star persona?"

"I believed you when you said Lin Xi copied you, but then you said he copied you, so I only believe half of it."

"The child can still play the violin, yes, play a couple of bars and I'll listen."

And then there are those who are still determined to be part of the family.

"Are you short of that kind of TO for playing the piano, I can come and be the ambience group."

"I'm fine with that. I'm free, just let me stay at your house."

"Don't roll, people, don't end up cheaping out on Sheng Mingzhi."

There are also those who are already going mad: the

"I believe Sheng Mingzhi can play the violin. Since the revelation that he is the young master of MingChen, I have firmly believed that I am living inside a novel, otherwise I just can't figure out why such an outrageous face-punching literary hero exists in reality (firmly)"

"Yes. I'm not even surprised when Sheng Mingzhi pops up next as an alien, I'm just an NPC (lights cigarette)"

......

That is, until Lin Xi liked a tweet using his Weibo handle.

Things only got completely a bit out of hand, drawing in passers-by who were really watching.

It was a tweet from a Lin Xi fan.

@wash_face_with_stream_water: It's really about who has the money and who has the reason. The company's main goal is to get a lot of people to talk about the company's products and services. I don't believe that HeMu's water army didn't do anything. If you can get so much publicity by framing a young trainee with no capital and no backing, I'd feel like a business wizard if I were the boss! We at Lin Xi are the ones who are clear, we have won so many competitions and awards, not to mention the fact that an outsider is telling an insider that he is plagiarising, just by plagiarising Sheng Mingzhi is funny enough. What did you copy from him? Did you copy his acting with his feet or his dancing with his arms? After all, we're not lucky enough to be reincarnated as MingChen (white eyes).

The yin and yang is very skilled, and has also taken Lin Xi's clarifying hashtag #LinXiNoPlagiarism to the second spot on the civic charts.

And of course it triggered empathy from the true road users.

After all, this little pathetic persona of being bullied by capitalists in their power works wonders to sell misery.

The general public basically gives priority to sympathy for the weak.

For a while, the conversation returned to normal.

True Pathfinder speaks.

"I think if it's really plagiarism, it's better to show evidence, otherwise plagiarism relies on a mouth to say, that Lin Xi this wave is a bit wrong."

"Yeah ...... I think so, I don't see any concrete evidence so far, it can't really be on the boss's wife's word?"

"It's a bit of a bully ......"

"And Lin Xi, as a violinist, would be very difficult to get rid of if he did get branded a plagiarist."

"I still believe in Sheng Jia, so I hope she doesn't let me down this time."

......

Sheng Mingzhi was among those who ate it.

He got up early in the morning and knew he was in the hot seat, as expected.

After all, Lin Xi's team are not idiots.

He won't stand still and be beaten by HeMu, so he's just going to take advantage of Sheng Mingzhi's popularity and ride the east wind.

Moreover, his agent has asked Lin Xi repeatedly if he copied Sheng Mingzhi.

Lin Xi has denied both.

Then there's nothing to fear.

The most fearful thing about Inner Entertainment is not the black material, but the paste.

The two teams played and the heat immediately went up.

Sheng Mingzhi saw Lin Xi's tweet that he liked, and was simply livid.

He takes a vicious screenshot and hands it to Lu Jiayan with his phone.

"Look!" Sheng Mingzhi laughed coldly and began to tell off, "See, Neihan I'm bullying him, a little transparent, by virtue of being Sheng Jia's boss's wife, what does the boss say?"

Lu Jiayan read it at a glance and said, "The boss thinks it can be stepped up."

After a few minutes, Sheng Mingzhi knew what it meant to step up his game.

The tweet that Lin Xi liked was deleted and the buzz that their team bought was pulled in a heartbeat.

The "bullying" was so strong that the netizens didn't even react!

Fortunately, Sheng Mingzhi left a screenshot of this tweet.

Otherwise he wouldn't know how to send out copy.

Sheng Mingzhi originally intended to tweet back himself.

To his surprise, as he was editing this curse tweet, a new video swiped up on his square.

Sheng Mingzhi froze for a moment.

Not for any other reason than the fact that the cover photo of this video is him, or him in his attached school uniform!

It was posted five minutes ago and already has several thousand plays, so it looks like it bought a hit.

Click on it and it's Sheng Mingzhi, a music classroom that is as familiar as it gets.

He is sitting in a chair and does not seem to notice the presence of the filmmaker.

In the video, Sheng Mingzhi is just 15 years old and very young.

The young man is concentrating on writing something with his head down, and every now and then he picks up the violin at his side and tries it out again.

Although intermittent, it does correspond to the melody of the first half of the score as played by Lin Xi.

It's just that the teenager composing is obviously a little more stumbling than Lin Xi's smooth playing.

He wrote intently for a long time before noticing the presence of the filmmaker.

At the end of the video, Sheng Mingzhi stands up and looks at the filmmaker with some alarm.

The other person seemed to be wearing the same school uniform as him and the shooter's voice was clear and clean: "Am I disturbing you?"

Sheng Mingzhi shook his head, "Are you videoing this?"

"Hmm. Do you mind? The school requires each of us to make a freshman vlog, so I'll delete it if you mind."

In the video, Sheng Mingzhi shakes his head.

The man asked again, "What class are you in?"

"Senior class."

"Oh."

"And you."

"You guessed it."

"Senior year ...... Senior year? Senior year? Are you a senior."

"Well ...... is fine!"

Also?

"Let me see your school card. Sheng Mingzhi, the name is quite nice. Can I look at the sheet music you just wrote?"

Sheng Mingzhi seems to have no reason to say no to this talkative, self-effacing senior.

The camera moves forward, the image zooms in and a cursory scan of the score is made.

The video seems to prove that the score was written by Sheng Mingzhi, and ends abruptly at the score.

But the memory of Sheng Mingzhi lives on.

He remembers Sheng Mingzhi seeing his school card when the talkative senior leaned over.

It bears the name of the boy, Jiang Bie.