Quick Wear: Flirt with the evil god and run away, so exciting

The barrage in Fubai's live broadcast room was silent for a moment, and then exploded again after a few seconds.

[I don't believe that K-Shing plagiarized. Beck said that K-Shing's inspiration never runs dry. How could he plagiarize? ]

[Fubai, hurry up and show us the evidence and slap her in the face! ]

[No, I've only been a fan of you for a few days, please don't let me down. ]

[Wow, wow, wow. Now I have to listen to Fu Bai’s songs every day to fall asleep. What should I do if your house collapses? ]

Most of the fans on the barrage believed Fu Bai, but some of them wavered after seeing the evidence provided by Su Jinhan. They did not wait for Fu Bai to explain, and turned from fans to haters, immediately dragging him down.

Even 748 lost his confidence and became furious in his white sea of ​​consciousness.

[Fubaibai! What on earth are you doing? How can you put yourself on fire like this? ]

[You clearly know that you have no evidence, so why do you still choose to confront Su Jinhan head-on? ]

[If you can't prove that you wrote this song, you will be accused of plagiarism in the future. You will never be able to turn things around, do you know that? ]

Fu Bai smiled and raised his eyebrows: "You care about me?"

748:! ! !

Who cares about you, a petty vixen?

748 shouted arrogantly: [I am concerned about the progress of the mission, okay? If your plan today fails, the progress of the mission will return to the pre-liberation period, and all your efforts during this period will be in vain.]

[When that happens, I will become the first customer service system to fail along with its customers in a small world. How embarrassing it will be to tell others about it.]

Fu Bai's sea of ​​consciousness turned into a big hand, found 748, and rubbed it a few times.

Then, the nine-tailed fox in the sea of ​​consciousness puffed out his chest and patted his chest to assure: "Don't worry, the mission will not fail, just wait and see."

After hearing these words, 748 felt relieved and continued to eat melon seeds and watch the fun.

At this moment, the comments in the live broadcast room have become noisy, and countless people are waiting for Fu Bai's response.

Fu Bai didn't know what he was thinking. After being in a daze for a while, he suddenly looked towards the camera.

"I really don't have any evidence to prove this song." Fu Bai said calmly.

[So he really plagiarized Su Jinhan? ]

[No, I just don't understand, Fu Bai, what are you trying to do? You wrote your own song well, why did you plagiarize Su Jinhan? ]

[It’s over. The house has collapsed.]

[I am a bystander, I don't support anyone, just a brief analysis. Su Fubai actually has no need to plagiarize. I have listened to his songs, and they are indeed well written. But I have also heard that he has conflicts with the Songwriter Academy and Su Jinhan, so is he doing this in order to deliberately retaliate against Su Jinhan? ]

[Look everyone, when Su Fubai and Su Jinhan created the same song, everyone's first reaction was that Su Jinhan plagiarized Su Fubai. If Su Jinhan hadn't kept evidence to prove his innocence, he would have been accused of plagiarism today. ]

[I can only say that Fu Bai is stupid and evil, and instead of harming others, he hurts himself. ]

[That does make sense. ]

[I feel a little uncomfortable right now. I do like Clarence's songs, but I really can't like his character.]

748 read all these comments to Fu Bai, and then said gloomily:

[Fu Baibai, look at this! Look at this! Your reputation has plummeted. ]

Fu Bai remained calm even after being scolded. Just as he was about to speak, he heard the sound of the bedroom door opening.

He turned around and looked when he heard the sound.

Gu Jixing came in controlling the wheelchair.

He said nothing and just looked at Fu Bai quietly.

But the look he gave Fu Bai said it all.

Gu Jixing's eyes were gentle and firm; he believed that Fu Bai would not plagiarize.

The thief was someone else from beginning to end.

Fu Bai received the message that Gu Jixing wanted to convey, winked at him, and faced the camera again.

"You don't have to be so quick to denounce me."

Fu Bai crossed his legs and propped up his chin, and said in a relaxed manner:

"Didn't I say before that this song was written by me in high school? I even sang it at the school celebration."

"I remember that I seemed to be on the hot search at that time. If you search now, you should be able to find the video of the centennial celebration of Beijing No. 1 Middle School."

"I just said that I don't have any evidence, but the Internet has memory and it will help me preserve the evidence."

Almost as soon as Fu Bai finished speaking, a message came in on his phone.

The message was sent from an unfamiliar number, but Fu Bai knew who sent it at a glance.

[Fubai, when you went abroad, we had not confirmed our relationship, and we had not made any promises to each other. I think that I have not let you down by dating Jinhan.]

[So I hope you won't target Jinhan anymore. You can stop broadcasting now. I will help you suppress the heat of this incident today, and I will contact your team to discuss a reasonable explanation. You can rest assured that I will not let you be accused of plagiarism. ]

Fu Bai didn't reply. He just threw the phone to Gu Jixing and said, "You decide."

Gu Jixing glanced at the text message, deleted it and blocked it all at once.

In just a short while, the omnipotent netizens have found the video of the centenary celebration of Beijing No. 1 Middle School.

[The video has been uploaded to my Weibo @有一只香香猪, and I also watched Clarence’s performance at that time. ]

[The melody of the song back then is similar to the current one, it is indeed the same song. Ps: Jingshi No. 1 High School’s 100th anniversary was four years ago. PPs: Ahhh, Clarence was so green in high school, wearing a white shirt and playing the guitar, he was just like the male protagonist of a campus novel reflected in reality. ]

[Fubai from high school, here I come! 】

There has been new progress in the melon-eating trend. Fans and the onlookers either put the live broadcast room behind the scenes or took out another device to log in to Weibo.

A Xiangxiangzhu is certified as a teacher at Beijing No. 1 Middle School. No wonder she was able to find the video of the school anniversary so quickly.

[A fragrant pig V: Jingshi No. 1 Middle School Centennial Celebration Video, if you want to watch Clarence, please jump to the 38:23 minute [video]]

Everyone who clicked on this video came for Fu Bai, so everyone jumped directly to the Fu Bai clip according to the time point given by a fragrant pig.

The stage was dark, with only a beam of light shining on the boy in the center of the stage.

The young man was wearing a white shirt and jeans, sitting on a high stool with a guitar in his arms, gazing at the audience and humming softly.

Under the light, the delicate eyebrows and eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of holy light.

Su Fubai on the stage looks very youthful. Although he lacks a lot of charm compared to now, he still has the youthfulness of a teenager.

It's like a green apple that's almost ripe, exuding a slightly astringent fragrance.

Don't have a flavor.

【I came back after watching the video, and my health is empty. 】

[Compared to Ke Shen, what is Su Jinhan? ]

[Sure enough, excellent people are really excellent from childhood to adulthood. Clarence was able to write such a beautiful song in high school. ]

[From the timeline four years ago to the timeline one year ago, it’s clear who plagiarized who, right? ]

[Let's go to the next live broadcast room and see how Su Jinhan tries to argue.]

Things have come to this point, and there is no need for Fubai to continue live streaming.

He stretched and said to the fans in the live broadcast room: "I'm sleepy. Good night, everyone."

[Good night, Fubai (still can’t say those two words, fall!)]

[So will these words always be blocked in front of Fubai from now on? ]

When Fu Bai leaned over to close the live broadcast room, he happened to see these two comments.

He knew that 748 had been connected to the live broadcast room, so he asked, "What was blocked?"

748 finally got the chance to file a complaint.

[It's your husband. He asked people to block words like "husband", "wife", "brother" and so on in the live broadcast room to prevent your fans from calling you that. ]

[If I hadn't detected any demonic power in him, I would have suspected that he was just jealous. ]

【Why is it so sour! 】

Fu Bai said "Oh" in an ambiguous tone, turned off the live broadcast, and waved for Gu Jixing to come over.

When Gu Jixing came to him in the wheelchair, Fu Bai suddenly asked, "Have you watched the video of the No. 1 Middle School anniversary celebration?"

Gu Jixing: “I saw it.”

Fu Bai asked again: "How do you feel after watching it?"

Gu Jixing didn't answer immediately.

Fu Bai stretched out his slender white finger and raised Gu Jixing's chin: "Is this question so difficult to answer?"

"If I say I don't feel anything, will you be angry?" Gu Jixing grabbed Fu Bai's hand that had already slid to his neck, and held it in his own hand and played with it.

Fu Bai moved closer to Gu Jixing, and spoke in his ear: "Why don't you feel anything?"

Gu Jixing: "My intuition tells me that the Su Fubai in the video is not you."