After the failure of the popular niche plastic surgery [Entertainment]

"Hey, kid, what are you doing squatting there?"

It was an overcast day that was about to rain, Cheng Weishi glanced at the window at the end of the corridor, and saw a boy hiding in the corner from afar, and when he got closer, he realized that the boy was the little doll who liked to touch porcelain.

The little doll was squatting on the ground, holding a blue cat pen holder in his hand, and a lollipop in his mouth, and was smacking his mouth, sucking it with relish.Cheng Weizhi could tell that this lollipop was strawberry-flavored, fragrant and sweet.

The little baby looked up at him, didn't speak, just continued to stare at the blue cat pen holder in his hand, checking it over and over again.

Cheng Weizhi thought to himself, it seems that as long as there are lollipops to eat, this kid will not shamelessly call a celebrity mother at the top of his voice.

Cheng Weishi was really not used to the little boy being so indifferent to him this time, and he couldn't help being curious about the pen holder in the boy's hand, so he squatted down and insisted on squeezing close to him.

He leaned over the little doll's head and asked, "What's your name?"

The little baby felt that Cheng Weishi was sticking too close, so he twisted his body unwillingly, and took a small step back in a squatting position: "My name is Peng Adou."

"Then I'll call you Doudou."

Doudou ignored him, and she tacitly called him: "Why are you here, you're crowding people to death."

"I'm just curious, and I want to know what's so good about a mere pen holder." Cheng Weishi glanced at the blue cat and naughty on it again, thinking that they looked familiar, "Oh, is this our show? The props in the group?"

Doudou is serious: "I just took this pen holder to see what is so good about it—I don't know, how can I not compare to it."

Cheng Weizhi couldn't understand: "It can't compare to you. It's just a small broken pen holder, but you are a real person."

Doudou frowned, her mouth was slightly bent down, and she seemed unhappy: "Actually, I think so too."

Cheng Weishi couldn't keep up with children's brain circuits, he could vaguely feel that Doudou seemed to be worried about something, but what could be worried about at such a young age.He decided to change the subject: "Why don't you call me mom today?"

Every time before, he rushed over to call his mother, hoping to get a lollipop from him.

Doudou shot him a sideways look: "I called you twice before and you didn't have any sugar. Calling your mother is considered cheap for you, and let you get a son for nothing."

Cheng Weizhi didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Why are you taking advantage of me? How old are you? How can you speak so sophisticated...Have you gone to school yet?"

"I'm ten years old, and I'm already in the third grade."

Cheng Weishi was shocked: "Ten years old? Such a small body? You look like six or seven years old."

Doudou said: "Grandpa said that I was malnourished and underdeveloped when I was a child, so I was thinner than children of the same age. When they picked me up, I was only four or five years old. Yes, the whole body is skinny. Later, my grandfather fed me delicacies from mountains and seas for more than half a year, and my health got better."

"It turns out that you have experienced so many things at such a young age." Cheng Weizhi reached out and touched Doudou's head. The short prickly hair on the top of the child's head was very comfortable to touch, "Since it was only four or five years old that Grandpa Pick it up, then you should still have a little memory of the previous things? Do you still have any impression of your parents?"

Doudou stood up, put the pen holder into his arms, and a bulging lump protruded from his chest. He still lowered his head, and turned around to go back: "I have always been alone before, and I have no impression of my parents. Not anymore. Don’t follow me, I’m going back.”

Cheng Weizhi reminded him: "Don't forget to return the pen holder after watching it, it's a prop from the crew."

"Got it. I'll pay it back tomorrow."

After Doudou finished speaking, she turned around the corner and disappeared from Cheng Weishi's sight.

As soon as Cheng Weizhi returned to the room, he heard something slamming on the glass window.He glanced out the window, and it turned out that it was starting to rain heavily outside.

The raindrops on the window meandered together and collided tenaciously in all directions. The sound of beating and thunder intersected, which made him suddenly feel a sense of irritability and dullness.

Cheng Weishi lay on the bed, narrowing his eyes.I heard from Liu Zhonglin that there was a dinner party at six o'clock in the evening, and he couldn't fall asleep. In ten minutes, he would have to get dressed and prepare to go out.

Suddenly, he heard a knock on the door.

Cheng Weishi opened the door and found that the person standing outside was Liu Zhonglin.Liu Zhonglin said: "Ms. Dong said that the first few chapters of the script of the TV series that I will shoot in the future have been sent to your mailbox, and I have also sent you a message, but you have not replied, so let me remind you. Don’t forget to reply to Teacher Dong’s email.”

"Oh, I see." Cheng Weizhi remembered it now, as if he hadn't looked at his phone for several hours.

"The party will start in half an hour, sir, please prepare early."

After Liu Zhonglin left, Cheng Weishi went back to bed and turned on his mobile phone. Sure enough, there was an extra email from Dong Cheng in his mailbox, and the attachment was a TV drama script.

After that, he will be participating in a TV series called "Thousands of Families", which Dong Cheng had mentioned to him long ago.But this time he finally saw the plot. Brief introduction: The main story is about a girl from a poor family who delivers milk from door to door every morning to earn living expenses. People finally cultivate to a positive result.

Just looking at the introduction, you can tell that this is a youthful and brainless idol drama, and Zhong Fei is playing the leading role of a school bully schoolboy—well, it fits his persona in front of the audience very well.

Speaking of which, he used to have a roommate named Zhao Yuan. When he was in middle school, the family was struggling. In order to subsidize the family and reduce the burden on his parents, he also found a job to deliver milk door-to-door at four o'clock in the morning.After being admitted to university, Zhao Yuan's family conditions became much better. Because he missed the life of struggling with his family at that time, he wrote an inspirational story called "Door to House". The protagonist met a beautiful girl on the way to deliver milk. , the two fell in love and knew each other, and finally got married, tied the knot, and finally lived a happy life...

Cheng Weishi murmured in his heart: One name is Qianjiawanhu, and the other is called House to House, and these plots are similar, so... this script must not be written by Zhao Yuan.

However, because Zhao Yuan stayed up late all year round, coupled with malnutrition, his body was overdrawn too much. The year before last, he suffered a cerebral infarction on the way to stay up late.Cheng Weishi often visited him in the hospital last year, but there was no sign of waking up.

Or did you sell the rights to someone else?

Cheng Weishen thought about it, but felt that the possibility was too small.Due to Zhao Yuan's unexpected accident, "Door to House" serialized on the website has never been finished. I heard from Zhao Yuan at the time that he still had a third of the plot to finish.This book is very popular on the Internet, but it is definitely not so popular that it can be directly adapted into a film and television drama before it is finished.

He remembered that Dong Cheng told him that "Thousands of Families" was an original script by a well-known screenwriter, so it should not be adapted from an online novel.

Could it be that Zhao Yuan's novel was copied by the screenwriter?

Thinking of this, Cheng Weishi shuddered all over.

He was at a loss.

Zhao Yuan is his good friend and roommate. The two lived and ate together for three years. Although Yuan is introverted, he will tell him even the girl he has a crush on.

Cheng Weishi plays the role of Zhong Fei in this circle, but he is not really Zhong Fei.

He must stick to his bottom line and integrity as "Cheng Weishi".

Cheng Weizhi must not do anything to be sorry to his friends.

However, just relying on such a similar title and a little plot similarity does not seem to be enough to explain the problem. Maybe he is careless, maybe the screenwriter has never read Zhao Yuan's novels. If it is plagiarism, he must be able to find more plots Similar parts of dialogue.

He will not wrong a good man because of partiality, nor will he betray his friends because of his own selfishness.

Seeing that the party was about to start in less than half an hour, Cheng Weishi had no intention of getting ready to dress up. He opened the first few chapters of the script sent by Dong Cheng and Zhao Yuanfa's "Door to House" on the prayer point, and compared them together.

Cheng Weizhi frowned, his lips turned red from being bitten by himself - the more he looked at it, the more strange it became.

This is not plagiarism at all, it is obviously copy and paste!

Five of the first six scenes are exactly the same, whether it is the time point, the characters that appear, the surrounding environment, or the psychological activities of the characters, they are all exactly the same, without any changes.

In the script, he recognized what the hero and heroine said when they confessed their love. It was the love letter that he helped Zhao Yuan ponder over and edited for three whole days before Zhao Yuan sent him the girl he had a crush on.

Cheng Weizhi was suffocating with anger in his heart, his fingers holding the mouse had bruised veins and began to tremble slightly.

Such unscrupulous copying is too blatant.

The movement of flipping the phone and the mouse was too violent, and Cheng Weizhi accidentally pushed the teacup by the table to the ground, and there was a crisp and piercing sound of shattering when the teacup fell to the ground.

"Sir, what's the matter with you, sir?"

Liu Zhonglin who was outside the door heard the abnormal noise in the house, shouted quickly, raised his hand and slapped the door twice.

Cheng Weishi wanted to calm down the whole layer of aggrieved mood quickly, he took a deep breath for three seconds, and answered loudly: "I'm fine, I just accidentally broke the cup."

Unexpectedly, even the voice was trembling.The nasal sound then intensified.

Liu Zhonglin asked, "Do you need help?"

"No, when I come out after changing clothes, just ask the cleaning staff to come and clean."

Having said that, Cheng Weizhi quickly closed the computer, looked up at the clock on the wall, grabbed the shirt beside him and put it on his head.

Cheng Weizhi was thinking in his heart while changing his clothes.

He felt that even if the original author wasn't his friend, he would still be as angry as he is now.

He can empathize with the feeling of being robbed of inspiration and hard work.