The film king won't get up until I kiss him [Rebirth]

Fang Ningjie was stunned for a moment, his brain was like a blunted axe, unable to rotate quickly.

Plagiarism?

Did he hear wrong?Was it him that Guan Mingli was talking about?

Was it Fang Ningjie and not Jiang Mu?

Guan Mingli's voice was not low, not to mention that the room was very quiet, and even a little noise could be heard clearly. Wu Xingyan naturally heard it too, and he sat up in surprise, his eyes in the darkness showed doubts, surprise and worry. look.

"Fang Ningjie, did you hear what I said?" Guan Mingli frowned displeased, the matter was so important, his voice could be said to be severe, "Shouldn't you give me an explanation? "

"No..." Fang Ningjie was dumb for a while, and then slowly recovered his voice, "No, I just... wrote it this year, I wrote it for several months... How could it be plagiarism? Is it a hitch?"

"I still have to ask you!" Guan Mingli is now in a state of desperation, and his tone is extremely cold, "Forget it, are you traveling? Hurry up and book the earliest flight back home tomorrow, you should be glad that you haven't signed a contract with the other party yet. , or your reputation will be completely stink. Do you know Jiang Mu? That is the worst end for plagiarism."

Fang Ningjie hung up the phone, his eyes glazed over.

Well now, there is no sleepiness at all.

"What's the matter?" Wu Xingyan leaned over and touched his face with his comforting hand, his voice was soft and soft.

Fang Ningjie turned over, let out a long sigh, then raised his hand and slapped his face.

"I'm going to book a plane ticket."

Wu Xingyan knew that the other party was in a state of confusion. Although he was also anxious, after all, the same thing had happened twice, and anyone would be defeated by the psychological defense line, but he still squeezed out some reason to help the other party deal with what he should do now. thing.

The phone rang again, but the ringtone was very short: Guan Ming had sent a text message.

The above is the author's name of the 'original author', the starting website, and the serialization status.

A resentment suddenly rose in Fang Ningjie's heart.

Plagiarism, plagiarism, plagiarism, can he still be separated from these two words in his life!

He clenched his fists tightly, and it seemed that he even had trouble breathing. The muscles in his arms and thighs were trembling, and his brain even temporarily lost the ability to think due to excessive anger.

"Ning Jie?" Wu Xingyan quickly booked the ticket, turned around and found that Fang Ningjie's state was not right, he was very anxious, but he could only lean forward and comfort him with words, "Relax, it's not your fault. "

"Can you connect to the Internet?" Fang Ningjie asked softly, wiping the sweat off his face.

Wu Xingyan hugged him, and replied in a low voice: "It's a bit difficult. It's okay to call and send text messages, but the Internet speed is too slow. Go to bed first. We will get up early tomorrow, and then go to a cafe in the city to surf the Internet."

"I can't sleep." Fang Ningjie subconsciously licked his lower lip, which was dry and cracked, "Tell me, could this time be the same person as last time?"

"Maybe."

"Why are they targeting me alone!" Fang Ningjie was in agony, and his heart was extremely irritable, but he could only hammer the bed board hard to vent, "Can't you change someone! Whoever I provoked ?”

"nothing."

Wu Xingyan was a little clumsy at this time, he could only hug him and pass on his warmth to him.

"If I change jobs, will this kind of thing happen again?" Fang Ningjie was depressed.

Wu Xingyan patted him on the head, "Don't say silly things, just do what you like."

Fang Ningjie lay in his arms and sighed deeply.

The sky was dark and as silent as water.

The translator was very surprised to learn that they were going to leave suddenly, but Wu Xingyan still paid twice the salary as compensation to stop him from complaining.

"How is it?" Wu Xingyan sat next to Fang Ningjie with a steaming box of steamed buns, "Did you find anything?"

"The publishing website is XX Novels. The latest update was a year ago, and the results are not very good." Fang Ningjie frowned, and pushed Wu Xingyan's hand holding the steamed bun, "I'm not in the mood to eat."

"Then drink some water?" Wu Xingyan joked to make him stop thinking about this matter, but he failed, and finally had to sit in front of the phone screen to watch with him, "Can I find the author's information? Reader group? Weibo? Have it?"

"No." Fang Ningjie tilted his phone at an angle to show him, "This author is very cold, never interacts with the comment area, never publishes anything, and the introduction is also quite satisfactory, and only wrote this book .”

"Where's the IP? Have you found it?" Wu Xingyan stuffed the steamed bun into his mouth, which attracted Fang Ningjie's slightly disgusted eyes, so he could only temporarily stop eating.

"It's from City A, which is thousands of miles away from us." Fang Ningjie was troubled and couldn't help but click his tongue.

Wu Xingyan raised his eyebrows, "Maybe a proxy IP is used."

"It's so annoying." Fang Ningjie scratched his hair, turned over his phone, and rested his head on Wu Xingyan's shoulder, "I hope it can be resolved as soon as possible when we go back."

"You might as well take the time to read the content of that book now, first to see if it is plagiarism."

But the result disappointed them all. The other party did not plagiarize the whole text or plagiarize a large amount, but disrupted part of Fang Ningjie's plot, then reorganized, and finally added a little bit of his own elements, and wrote a script with Fang Ningjie. A fairy tale novel of a different nature.But the bad thing is that if you compare the two, there is really no way not to believe that one side has not plagiarized.

Fortunately, the plane has already taken off, and all mobile phones are turned off.Far away from this source of irritation, Fang Ningjie's mood calmed down a lot.

"It's okay, even if you can't find evidence, it's okay, anyway, you haven't actually released the script, and even if others want to rely on it, they won't be able to rely on you." Wu Xingyan comforted him.

"But it's so aggrieved." Fang Ningjie said with a flat mouth, "And I'll be living on this manuscript fee for the next few months."

Wu Xingyan burst out laughing, "I'll take care of you, what are you afraid of?"

"Okay, that's what you said," Fang Ningjie narrowed his eyes, "When the time comes, you will be poor, so don't run away with money."

Wu Xingyan hugged him, smiled and leaned over to kiss his nose, "When I'm poor, I'll go to the street to beg for food to support you."

"Tsk, the meat is not numb."

"It's quite nasty, do you want to hear it?"

"Cut, Dad disdains (￣_,￣)"

"Really don't want to hear it? Really really don't want to hear it? Really really really don't want to hear it?"

"...Cut, let me give you a chance to surrender to me, Zhunzao."

"Your Majesty has nothing to say, please retreat from the court."

"…………"

Guan Mingli glanced at Wu Xingyan suspiciously, then turned his gaze to the documents on the table, and remained silent.

"I don't know how they did it, but this script is indeed my original." Fang Ningjie repeated again, and then handed him the USB flash drive, "It contains all the ideas of this script, including Rough outline, fine outline, etc."

"What's the use of you giving me these?" Guan Mingli glanced at the small silver square, and said in a cold tone, "What can you prove? Can you prove that you created it a few months ago? What's the use of that."

The script was recommended to the buyer in the name of Guan Mingli. Although nothing happened yet, Guan Mingli was already criticized there, and Ronghua was going to screen it soon, with Fang Ningjie's name on it.If this news is released, it will be a huge loss to the crew, Guan Mingli, and the other party, Ning Jie.

Therefore, Guan Mingli's almost cold attitude was forgiven by Fang Ningjie.

"He has the strength not to plagiarize." Sitting beside him, Wu Xingyan couldn't stand his friend's aggressiveness towards his lover, so he couldn't hold back and interjected.

"strength?"

Guan Mingli almost jumped up and grabbed Wu Xingyan by the collar and sprayed him with saliva. In the end, he restrained his madness, took a stack of materials from the table and threw it to him, "I don't deny that he did it this time. Not bad, but I can only say just soso, after all, he is not an original screenwriter, but an adaptation, take a good look at his previous achievements, if you were the media, which side would you believe?"

"Do you think I haven't done enough homework?" Guan Mingli cast his eyes on Fang Ningjie, then pursed his lips, as if he was enduring something, but in the end he couldn't hold back, "If you didn't take him out of that pool of death, If you get out of it, at your level, I will never be able to help you for the rest of my life."

Fang Ningjie was silent.

The great achievements of 'Fang Ningjie' were imprinted on that stack of materials. If it was someone else, they might frown and believe Guan Mingli's words, but fortunately, Wu Xingyan is not another person.

He didn't look through it, but put the information on the table again.

"I'll still trust him."

Wu Xingyan said calmly.

"Fuck you fart!" Guan Mingli leaned forward excitedly, knocking the rows of coffee tables, and shaking the cups on the coffee table, "If I had known, I wouldn't have matched you! At least that dead man wouldn't Talk!"

The atmosphere was silent for a while.

Fang Ningjie put his legs together awkwardly, his feet were entwined and folded behind him, and his fingers were placed on his thighs, circling around.

Wu Xingyan picked up the coffee pot on the side, poured a cup, and handed it to Guan Mingli.

Guan Mingli froze for three seconds, but seeing Wu Xingyan's posture of holding it if you don't drink it, he finally took it reluctantly and took a sip.

"Damn, it's cold." Guan Mingli muttered in disgust.

"There's something I haven't told you all this time."

Guan Mingli drank the coffee in one gulp, then wiped his mouth with residue, and said casually, "Tell me, anyway, you probably have a lot of things that you are hiding from me, quite a few of them."

Wu Xingyan paused, as if he had choked on him.

"Say it, hurry up," Guan Mingli waved his hand, seeming very impatient, "I feel annoyed, have a headache when I see you two, and want to hit someone, so you hurry up, or I won't guarantee that you can do it later." Can't go out in one piece."

Wu Xingyan turned to look at Fang Ningjie, and Fang Ningjie instantly had a bad feeling.

"Actually," Wu Xingyan looked back, as if he had made up his mind, "this script is Jiang Mu's posthumous manuscript."

The author has something to say: [Small theater serialization ~ don't go away]

~(≧▽≦)/~Finally completed [-] today!It's not easy to keep the day, it's not easy QAQ

Do you know how difficult it is to develop a good habit!many!what!Disaster!!

I'm talking to you guys, page games (for me, a handicapped party) respect is a deep pit QAQ, I have worked hard to climb out!Mud look at the glory of the king, a handicapped party like me can't play qwq and isn't this the martial arts version of LOL?I don't read much, don't lie to me...

Let me talk about another thing, that is, pirated texts, ah, don’t worry everyone, I’m already bearish_(:зゝ∠)_

I recently saw a pirated article website, and there was a comment under my novel, which went like this:

I love Fuqiu one reply: Sofa! "Title of Balabala" is very well written, with novel plots, rich character descriptions, and gorgeous battles. It is a very good novel, and it can be said to be an epic work!

Oh, cover your face, even though I know that this hot chicken who steals articles is just a review, but Dad still can't restrain the prehistoric power in his heart!

Humph╭(╯^╰)╮You kind of hot chicken who steals texts, although you know people with eyesight, you are plain!Do you expect me to take care of you?How is it possible!It really is spicy chicken hahahahaha!

Then I found a comment like this under other novels in this library...

Oh.

Let dad be quiet for a while_(:зゝ∠)_Dad is wronged qwq

[Small Theater] Fairy tales are stewing in chaos, maybe I will let the myths fly to China, maybe orz

The queen called several times, but Wu Rabbit didn't let down her hair.

She was very angry, she thought she was too kind to Princess Rabbit, otherwise why would she be so arrogant?

The queen decided to let Princess Rabbit starve for a few days.

So she threw away the basket containing the food, and went back to the castle in a rage.

Wu Rabbit has no food and no hair, and there is nothing in the tower except a bed, a table, a chair and a mirror.

"Maybe if this continues, I'm going to gnaw on the legs of the table."

Princess Rabbit thought sadly.

That night, after Princess Rabbit fell asleep, she dreamed of a witch who was weaving.

"Hi witch, I'm about to starve to death, what can I do?"

Wu Rabbit sincerely asked for advice.

The witch thought for a while, picked up the spindle in her hand, and said, "I have a spindle here. If you are pricked by it, you will fall asleep forever." Until someone wakes you up with a kiss.

Wu Rabbit thinks this method is very good, at least he won't be hungry when he falls asleep.

So he couldn't wait to pick up the spindle and prick it down on his finger.

【PART2-END】

last of the last!Thanks to the little angel___ゝ?dual゜personal for throwing a mine

Aww QAQ only you insist, hug.

Wood matter, the author is very strong now!Moreover, I want to restore the chattering attribute of the cute and cute words before!