It turns out that idols also have a crush on me [entertainment circle]

Before the seniors came to help out, Liang Yuanxing took the recording and went to Lu Hai to get the score.

Lu Hai couldn't hear any repetition between this melody and the existing song. After typing out the syllables in the computer software, he listened to them again: "Xingxing, are you going to make the talent show a top-notch variety show?"

"It's not that exaggerated."

"Yes, you can't write this melody without even one of talent, inspiration, and emotion. Coupled with your natural voice advantage... If the champion is not you, I will protest to the program group."

"...Please stop boasting."

"Hahaha why do you blush when you praise you!!!"

Talking and laughing, there was the sound of a key unlocking the door, and the two looked at each other, both of them concentrated on picking up the score and did not speak.

Rong Nan couldn't stand being ignored, so he circled around them and asked, "What are you doing?"

Lu Hai simply replied: "Writing songs."

"Didn't you write the song for the final?"

"I won't sing the song I'm writing now."

"Oh."

Rong Nan made fun of himself and went out again.Liang Yuanxing caught a glimpse of his eyes from the corner of his eye, and he saw a bit of calculation from it, and suddenly had a bad premonition.

After working for a while, Lu Hai smiled and said: "Okay, you can send me a copy of the recording, and I will proofread it again. If you don't mind, I will add a few notes for you to enrich the sense of hierarchy."

"Thank you."

The next day Liang Yuanxing went to look for Lu Hai again, and Rong Nan was sitting in the room.

Lu Hai and Rong Nan didn't get along well, and they often didn't appear in the same space. Liang Yuanxing left a simple sentence "I'm still looking for Lu Hai" and was about to leave, but suddenly saw the line music in Rong Nan's hand, which looked familiar.

Lu Hai has a strong sense of ritual when writing songs. As long as the main melody has a finished product, even if it is recorded with software, it must be hand-copied and treasured. can recognize.

Liang Yuanxing suppressed his doubts, and asked Lu Hai only after he went to the practice room, "Have you ever given the score you copied by hand to others?"

Lu Hai was confused: "You mean the finished product I copied on paper?"

"Correct."

"How is it possible! It's impossible to give it to others! You can't even touch someone you don't know!"

"Calm down..." Liang Yuanxing quickly held him down, "I went to your dormitory to find you just now, and I saw Rong Nan holding your score. You should tell him, lest you dirty the paper and you have to copy it again share."

"No, I put the score in the cabinet after copying it, and never put it on the table. And I said that I don't want others to touch it..." Lu Hai's face changed when he said this.

Liang Yuanxing also realized something was wrong.

Knowing that Lu Hai doesn't like it, he still secretly searched for it. It's not just to feel the texture of the paper, is it?

Lu Hai clenched his hands to suppress his anger: "I'll ask Rong Nan about the final selection."

After 10 minutes, Lu Hai came back in a hurry, circling around the room in agitation: "He used your song!"

Liang Yuanxing's eyelids twitched: "Mine?"

"That's right! He even told the teachers that he wrote it himself! He didn't change a single note! This kind of person is defiled the stage by participating in the competition, okay!!!"

It was the first time in my life that I encountered such a bad thing when creating.

Zhao Boli is still looking for a senior team to help him perfect the work, how could Rong Nan steal his inspiration without saying a word?

Lu Hai couldn't help crying: "How can there be such a person? Why are my two roommates so crooked?"

"Be quiet, don't be impulsive." Lu Hai was more excited than himself, and Liang Yuanxing could only try his best to calm himself down, "Ms. Zhao has heard me sing this part and sent the recording to other people. It is easy to prove that this part The melody is my original."

Lu Hai barely calmed down, and his mind began to turn: "You said that if I questioned him face to face, would he admit it?"

"Don't startle the snake." Liang Yuanxing thought for a moment, "If he turns around and asks the team to make an adaptation, he won't be able to explain it clearly. Don't count on Mr. Jiang, he probably won't help us."

It's hard for others to say, but Jiang Xiang has a close relationship with the producer, so he must favor Rong Nan.

Lu Hai: "Then I'll go to Teacher Bian! He is the senior with the longest experience among the tutors. If he is willing to help, it will be twice the result with half the effort."

"Don't. Although Teacher Bian has a gentle temper and is easy to talk, he doesn't look like someone who can take care of these things."

In front of the stage and behind the scenes, Bian Huai would only smile and give some opinions that were not too offensive, but no matter who felt wronged and asked him to confide, he would only say some comforting words that were not painful.

People who have been in the circle for a long time are not stupid, and no one wants to go against the person selected by the program group.

"Then what do you do! Can't you just endure him?"

"will not."

"Then who are you looking for? Teacher Zhong? She is about the same age as us, and she has just returned to China to develop, so she can't speak?"

"……Zhao."

Lu Hai's eyes widened, and Liang Yuanxing felt helpless: "How afraid are you of Mr. Zhao? You can't even think of such an obvious helper?"

"You don't know, Mr. Zhao has a special aura about him."

"Ok?"

"It makes people want to kneel down and sing the king's air of conquest."

"..."

Jokes are jokes, business cannot be delayed.

Liang Yuanxing first went to Zhao Boli to explain the situation, but saw that the other party frowned slightly: "I said earlier that you have a good temper and are easy to be bullied."

What does this have to do with normal temper?

Liang Yuanxing was a little bit wronged: "When I am angry, I will also hate people."

Zhao Boli raised his eyebrows: "Try it out."

"..." How could he hate his idol!This man fouled!

Liang Yuanxing always felt that Zhao Boli was not the same as before, so he had to tease himself from time to time—no matter how thick his fan filter was, he would inevitably blow his hair.

In addition to Rong Nan and Lu Hai, there were Jiang Xiang and Bian Huai in the office.They were only waiting for Liang Yuanxing to appear, but they were all shocked when they saw Zhao Boli.

The students may not know it, but the instructors know very well that Zhao Boli usually doesn't care about other people's affairs, and once he intervenes, he can't be kind.

Rong Nan was also taken aback: "Ms. Zhao..."

"what's your name?"

But at this time, Rong Nan's self-centered problem relapsed: "You don't know my name?"

Zhao Boli looked up at him lazily, and Rong Nan's voice trembled: "Rong...Rong Nan."

Liang Yuanxing: "..." It's out of place, but I want to laugh.

Bian Huai was the oldest in the room, and also the first to come out as a peacemaker: "Everyone, don't get excited, and explain clearly what's going on, so we can judge."

Lu Hai couldn't sit still at first: "Mr. Bian, Xing Xing made a piece of music yesterday, and asked me to score it for the finals. I just copied the finished product, and Rong Nan took it away and said it was written by herself."

"This is obviously... obviously a song I wrote, I thought of it before I went to bed last night."

Lu Hai snorted: "Stop pretending."

Liang Yuanxing: "Mr. Zhao was present when I sang this melody yesterday. He recorded the sound for me and found a team to help me make a single. What about you?"

"I have line notation..."

Lu Hai rushed to say: "That's my handwritten notation, and I never let others touch my notation paper!"

Rong Nan was stared at by several pairs of eyes, and couldn't help shrinking back: "How can this be called stealing manuscripts? Except for Lu Hai, everyone's songs for the final selection were other people's songs, and you haven't published this one yet. It can only be used as a reference.”

Liang Yuanxing only felt a puff of breath in his chest.

Not only making mistakes, but also playing around the edges soberly. It seems stupid, but it is actually shrewd.

Rong Nan's bet was that Liang Yuanxing didn't dare to care about it, but Liang Yuanxing would not do what he wanted.

Liang Yuanxing walked up to Rong Nan and looked at him intently: "I just want to ask you a question."

"What...why?" Rong Nan swallowed.

"You have so many songs to choose from, why do you want to steal mine?"

"Lu Hai said he didn't sing this song. I thought it was a scrapped manuscript. I heard the melody was so nice, so I wanted to use it. I didn't know it was your final song..."

Liang Yuanxing thought that Rong Nan would say that he was jealous of his lead, but he never expected the answer to be like this.

Rong Nan wanted to grab the championship that others earned by relying on their strength.He also wanted to snatch the scores that others had worked out all night.It seems that as long as the whole world is what he wants, it will automatically belong to him.

Self-centered, rotten to the bone.

Lu Hai was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood: "If the stars don't sing, you can use my work without saying a word???"

"You have written so many songs, but not all of them are good, and they are still piled up in the cabinet so that no one can touch them..."

Liang Yuanxing's jaw almost dropped in shock, he hurriedly tugged on Lu Hai's sleeve, and said in a low voice, "Don't be angry."

Creators cherish their own works the most, how can they stand such belittling by others?

Not to mention someone trying to steal the idea.

Before Jiang Xiang could speak, Zhao Boli said leisurely, "A thief is not worthy of being on stage."

Jiang Xiang's face changed when he heard the words: "Here, Director Zhao, in the final round, the order of appearance of the contestants and the duration of the show have been designed, and they cannot be eliminated..."

"Just 5 minutes less."

"It's really not possible, Director Zhao, you can't..."

It was the first time Liang Yuanxing had seen Jiang Xiang speak incoherently but tried his best to explain. It was a little funny and a little helpless.

All my accusations may not be as good as Zhao Boli's one sentence.

Zhao Boli looked around, and the air in the room quieted down with him.Even Bian Huai, the eldest, didn't dare to speak, but smiled a little stiffly.

"I'm not an unreasonable person."

Jiang Xiang breathed a sigh of relief, but in the next second he heard Zhao Boli say, "I publicly admit to stealing other people's original songs, and I will be disqualified from the final award, and the voting channel will remain."

"Isn't this going to make the trouble even bigger..."

"I'm not negotiating with you."

The rewards for the top five of "A Dream of Stars" are the stage and resources provided by Mangkhut TV Station. If the rewards are cancelled, even if they can perform on stage, no matter how many votes they get, they will be useless.

Moreover, the gap between Rong Nan and the third to No.5 votes was not that big. After admitting to stealing the song and keeping the voting channel, it was simply to let the audience see that Rong Nan's votes were slightly surpassed.

Public execution.

It's too cruel.

Rong Nan seemed to have just realized what Zhao Boli meant, and he was stuttering and unable to speak: "Zhao...Mr. Zhao, the final is about to come, I have been preparing for so long anyway..."

"What have you prepared?"

"The arrangement... the arrangement is almost ready."

"Copy someone else's."

Rong Nan's face was pale, and he murmured "No", but he was powerless to refute.

Jiang Xiang knew that the investors behind him were "not to be messed with", but he knew even better that Zhao Boli was "not to be messed with".He stretched out his hand to wipe the cold sweat off his brow, but met Zhao Boli's knife-like eyes.

"Jiang Xiang."

"Director Zhao, tell me."

"I remember about the plastic ball."

Liang Yuanxing saw that Jiang Xiang's eyes suddenly locked on his body. Mr. Jiang, who was acting as a sounding board between the program group and the students, turning his hands over clouds and rain, showed a begging look in his eyes. At first glance, he was quite pitiful.

But Liang Yuanxing is not blindly soft-hearted.

The tense atmosphere gradually dissipated with Bian Huai's persuasion.Jiang Xiang and Bian Huai took Rong Nan away.

Lu Hai came over and called out cautiously: "Teacher Zhao."

"Ok?"

"You were really domineering just now."

"Ah."

Liang Yuanxing: "..."

Zhao Boli did not deny such an exaggerated compliment.

Lu Hai didn't dare to talk to Zhao Boli, turned his head and muttered to Liang Yuanxing: "I want to move out of the dormitory tonight, I can move anywhere, it's fine to live alone, I have a shadow on my roommate."

Lu Hai went to the program team to apply for a change of dormitory, and suddenly there were only the two of them left in the empty room.

In the silence, Zhao Boli's eyes lightly fixed on his.

"That's what you call hating people."

"what?"

"Learn, don't be bullied again."

The deep voice touched his heart lightly, and suddenly there was an earth-shattering echo.

It seems that the tall and straight figure will be my eternal support.