Divorce at the beginning forced to become a full-time artist

The three instructors did not speak either.

Because the stage is safe now, they have to wait for An Zhiruo to speak.

An Zhiruo never spoke, and the huge venue of more than 5000 people on the stage continued to be silent like this.

No one dared to break the silence.

An Zhiruosu under the pale yellow beam of light glanced at the entire stadium, and asked, "I said that "Jinse" and "Bamboo Stone" were plagiarized by Le Dongsheng, do you still need evidence?"

The group of Ledongsheng fans who shouted for evidence and apology, all bowed their heads deeply at this moment.

They can't wait to bury their heads in their crotches.

Still need evidence?

More than half an hour, 140 nine poems, each capital is a classic among the classics, and each poem must have one or two well-known poems.

Does a super poet of this level need to prove the so-called 'evidence' to anyone?

The die-hard fans of An Zhi Ruo Su raised their arms high.

"no need!"

"I'm An Fan, An Zhi Ruo Su, you are the best!" Han Hao stood up, put his hands next to his mouth in a trumpet shape and shouted loudly.

As soon as he said that, the whole venue was in chaos.

A good poetry venue is now full of screams and shouts like a rock singer venue.

"I'm An Fan!"

"An Zhiruo Su, you are the best!"

"An Zhiruo Su, I love you!"

"An Zhiruo Su, you are my ultimate idol!"

After the shouting lasted for 30 seconds, maybe everyone's voices became hoarse, and the voice gradually faded away.

Below the venue.

Zheng Sen, who was once a loyal fan of Happy Life, lowered his head and looked ashamed at the moment. The little girl in white beside him looked at Zheng Sen with a half-smile: "Why don't you support your idol, Happy Life?"

Zheng Sen lowered his head even more ruthlessly: "I didn't expect Ledong Life to be plagiarism."

The little girl in white said: "Now that I know, shouldn't you ask Le Dongsheng to apologize to An Zhiruosu?"

Zheng Sen was in a daze for a moment, his eyes lit up slightly, and his shameful expression suddenly became energetic.

Zheng Sen raised his head and glanced at the little girl in white in gratitude: "You're right!"

After finishing speaking, Zheng Sen stood up, raised his voice and shouted loudly: "Let's move life, I apologize to An Zhiruosu!"

One word stirred up a thousand waves.

Zheng Sen has caused waves three or four times throughout the stadium.

The first two times were caused by Ledong Shengsheng, but this time it was caused by An Zhiruosu.

Sure enough, as soon as the voice fell, the venue where the voice had just faded away boiled again.

"Apologize!"

"Apologize!"

"Apologize!"

The original untidy voice became even more tidy after shouting more than a dozen times in a row.

This neat sound filled the entire stadium with an echo, deafening.

The people were still on the side of Happy Life just now, but now they are on the side of An Zhiruosu.

The camera and lights all turned to Le Dongsheng who was also wearing a black mask.

At this moment, even with a thick black mask on, it still couldn't hide Le Dongsheng's pale and bloodless face.

Le Dongsheng stepped back a few steps, eyes full of fear and trembling: "I did not plagiarize, I did not plagiarize! "Jinse" and "Bamboo Stone" were written by me, I wrote them!"

An Zhiruosu looked at Le Dongsheng with indifferent eyes: "Then you also write 140 nine poems to prove yourself."

140 nine poems!

Each song has more than [-]% and every song is extremely classic!

How could this be possible for Ledong Life.

It's impossible for Du Bai to do it.

Qi Fang, who was wearing a red gown, gradually walked to Le Dongsheng, and she looked at Le Dongsheng: "Little brother, plagiarizing other people's intellectual property rights is against the law, and you may have to bear legal responsibility."

legal liability.

The moment he heard these four words, Le Dongsheng sat down on the ground.

There is no trace of arrogance in his eyes, but only the most miserable fear.

Happy life, he is just a teenager after all.

He wants to enjoy the glory of the masked poet and the feeling of being respected and adored.

But now he fell from a very high altitude, his clothes were naked, his body was covered with bruises, and his limbs were shattered.

He can't bear this feeling.

His head became a mess, and he remembered the words his father once said while touching his head: "In this world, there is nothing that money and power can't do."

Le Tengsheng's tears rolled down his eyes, but he was still biting his lips, and then shouted hissingly, arguing: "No, no, I didn't copy it! I wrote those two poems. "

"I, I have money, I don't want to take legal responsibility, I have money!"

At this moment, the entire venue was almost about to explode.

Some with a slightly lower quality directly yelled:

"I care about your mother's joyful life! You fucking plagiarized!"

"Returning your fucking money, you can do anything wrong if you have money, and steal other people's intellectual property if you have money!"