After saving Meiqiang, I became popular all over the world

The moment he was eliminated, he was rescued by someone, and the students in the elimination area cast envious glances at him.

Unexpectedly, the profiteer's face turned pale, he didn't feel any joy at all, and he was obviously panicked.

The identity card was activated successfully, and the flower path leading to the promotion area was lit up again.

Ye Cike stood in the middle of the flower path, waiting for the profiteers to walk on the re-lit flower path.

During those few steps, the profiteer walked as if he was being executed, and when he passed by Ye Cike, his hug seemed weak.

The reaction of the profiteers is too strange, how to stay is like the end of the world.

After the recording was over, all the students left in groups of three and four, and the profiteers rushed to the director's area first against all human beings.

Qiao Zhihuan was puzzled, and quickly followed, pretending to pass by a profiteer casually.

Amidst the noisy noise, there was a vague conversation, and the profiteer's tone was almost pleading: "...Remove me from the original group."

Qiao Zhihuan paused.

The original group was exactly the group he and Ye Cike belonged to. The profiteers who were scooped up by Ye Cike's identity card should be in the original group.

All good, why change groups?

Could it be that he is too tired recently and doesn't want to compose music?

Qiao Zhihuan was speculating on the reason when he heard the profiteer say, "...except Qiao Zhihuan and Ye Cike's team, any team is fine."

"Snapped!"

With a heavy blow, the monster on the big screen was beaten to spit out a mouthful of blue blood. Little Fang was startled, and saw the blood spit out by the monster glowing in the sea water. View from the front seats.

Wei Lingsu looked at Little Fang helplessly, and was about to say something, but was persuaded by Qiao Zhi with a smile: "Forget it, he hasn't seen it."

During the public selection, Little Fang was the first to realize that there were only nine candidates, leading to blind box songs.At that time, in order to reward his carefulness, the program team presented a group viewing ticket.

This viewing ticket was useless until a few days ago, Qiao Zhihuan took the initiative to mention it to him, and even invited a few people from the original team to watch it together, saying that it was for inspiration.

However, watching a movie to find inspiration is a pretense. Qiao Zhihuan just wanted to find a place where he would not be monitored to talk about things, so he randomly chose a mecha monster popcorn movie from a few years ago.

Unexpectedly, he was casual, but right in the arms of Little Fang, the mecha and the monster were fighting back and forth, this man was actually able to hold a bucket of popcorn and see his eyes shine.

There were explosions and flames on the screen, and the fight was very lively. The grotesque colors were projected on the profiteer's face, but he seemed very indifferent - not at all like the usual bluffing profiteer.

Qiao Zhihuan bent down and passed several empty seats, patted the profiteer on the shoulder, and sat down beside him: "Have you been robbed?"

The profiteer looked at him suspiciously.

"You are suddenly so deep, I am a little allergic."

Profiteer: "..."

"You were upset in the first stage, don't you think it's strange?"

The profiteer's smile slowed down for half a second, and he said embarrassingly, "What's the matter?"

"Accepting fans, voting, etc., there are too many uncertain factors. I can only be myself, and I can't control the whole world."

The profiteer is still playing Tai Chi with him.

Qiao Zhihuan changed the way of asking, and went straight to the point: "Before the ranking was announced, I saw you coming out of Peng Qiang's office. What did he tell you? Was it because he made unreasonable demands and you didn't agree, that's why it turned out like this? "

The profiteer gave a heartless smile: "I think too much. He just told me not to sell things."

Qiao Zhihuan's last bit of patience ran out, and her face slowly sank.

Seeing this, Ye Cike patted Qiao Zhihuan's left shoulder reassuringly, and turned to the profiteer: "Yingdenger, everyone who can help you is here. If there is something, I really don't need to carry it alone."

The big screen exploded with a bang, and the flames burned crazily on the profiteer's cheek, but it made his face even more gloomy.

The profiteer laughed dryly: "I'm really fine."

Silence flowed between the three of them, but there were several bang bang bang bangs in the movie, making the ground tremble under their feet.

Qiao Zhihuan couldn't take it anymore, he pressed the adjustment button on the armrest of the seat, and quickly turned down the sound of the movie. Only when the explosion sound subsided did he realize that there seemed to be a knock on the door.

The volume of the movie was reduced to the minimum, and Little Fang was about to stand up to protest, but his body suddenly stopped. Looking at the door, he also heard a knock on the door.

Wei Lingsu had already stepped forward and opened the door.

He took a small step back, revealing Ba Yuan outside the door.

Ba Yuan is a music producer with an arranger background. In the past ten years since he entered the industry, he has successively won several diva-level singers and is also one of the mentors of "Made in the Stars".

Although he was not serious, there was an inexplicable sense of distance. Most of the students were not familiar with him.

Ba Yuan took a step forward and squinted his eyes. It was too dark in the movie theater and he couldn't see clearly: "I heard from the staff that the hundred billion... is here, right?"

Little Fang helped to respond: "Yes, yes."

Qiao Zhihuan glanced at the profiteer, he tilted his head, looking a little resistant.

Seeing him like this, Qiao Zhihuan took the initiative to stand up and take the call for him: "Teacher Ba Yuan, what do you want from us?"

Ba Yuan raised his chin and pointed at the profiteer: "I'm looking for him."

Qiao Zhihuan got up, intending to approach and negotiate with Ba Yuan, but someone grabbed her by the sleeve.

The profiteer stood up slowly: "I'll go."

The movie was completely paused, and the profiteer and Ba Yuan were standing in a dark corner talking, their voices were so low that they couldn't hear anything clearly.

Surprisingly, it was Ba Yuan who kept talking, and the profiteer only responded with a word or two from time to time.

The flickering light flickered the profiteer's face, and he didn't know what the two of them said, he suddenly lifted his foot and left, Ba Yuan was anxious, and followed a few steps behind him, seeing that the profiteer had no intention of stopping at all, Momentarily anxious: "I apologize!"

Everyone in the cinema was taken aback.

"...I will ask him to apologize to you." Ba Yuan said to the profiteer's back.

Unexpectedly, the profiteer suddenly turned around: "Don't say it here!"

Ba Yuan raised his hands, indicating that he had no malice: "Qianyi, I will not retaliate, let alone embarrass your team members."

As if he had been stabbed in the door, Bai Yi glanced at him in horror, turned around and left. Seeing this, Qiao Zhihuan immediately stopped his way: "What's going on? What retaliation? You want to leave our group because you are afraid Are we being targeted?"

The profiteer turned his face away and said nothing.

Ba Yuan sighed: "Let me tell."

"The real original creator of the show's theme song "It's Your Star" is actually Hundred Billion."

The monster on the screen made a sudden move, spitting out bright blue mucus, which lit up the cinema.

There was little surprise on everyone's face, but Qiao Zhihuan was not too surprised.

The time he took the students to learn the theme song on the beach was the demo provided by the profiteer; and a man ago, when he and the profiteer were looking for the missing accompaniment of "Awakening", he also saw the "It's Your Star" folder.

Qiao Zhihuan blinked: "Then why did the program crew say that the arrangement is from Bahrain?"

Ba Lin is Ba Yuan's cousin, who is also a musician, but he is engaged in experimental music.

"...At first, Big Orange listened to the demo and wanted to buy this song from me." The profiteer finally spoke, sounding quite tired.

"I didn't sell it. Later, Big Orange invited me to go to the island to be a student. I thought it was an opportunity, so I came. I thought this matter would be over, until I found out...the theme song of the show is quite similar to the demo I made at that time .”

"I pulled out the crossover audio track of the theme song and restored it. The melody trend of the theme song of the program group is basically the same as mine. It is still on the edge of plagiarism judgment, and it will be changed every few bars."

"After I found out, I immediately went to Lei Gan. At that time, Lei Gan was the chief director of the show. He didn't think so, and wanted to settle the matter with money. He also told me that Big Orange has important figures in the music industry and the best legal system. The team, if there is a big trouble, at least it will make me unable to get along in the circle, and at worst it will send me to jail."

Qiao Zhihuan clenched her fists silently.

Just listening to Bai Yi's narration, Lei Gan came alive with his power and arrogance.

Ba Yuan took a step forward: "...hundred billion."

"Don't interrupt me!" Qianyi roared, and the whole cinema fell silent for a moment.

"This piece is my own, it's fine if it's bitten by a dog. Who knew they missed "Awakening"."

The profiteer pulled out his mobile phone and called up a video, and everyone immediately surrounded him.

Little Fang just glanced at it: "Isn't this our stage!"

The video is indeed "Awakening", which they jointly adapted, but the group in the video is not them at all.

"Da Cheng, without knowing that he would meet us, sang the songs we adapted without authorization. When I approached Peng Qiang, they actually found out the contract, which contained a clause, 'All works created and adapted by the students during the program group, copyright, adaptation All rights belong to the program group', I finally understand why they invited me to the island."

"Look."

The profiteer pulled the video to the front, where the name of the song and the arranger were written, and there was "Adaptation/Arrangement: Big Orange Entertainment" written under "Awakening"!

Little Fang yelled at the case: "Isn't this a robber?!"

"Does this song have anything to do with Big Orange Entertainment?"

The profiteer said coldly: "I don't want to give Dacheng a free job, and I can't afford to offend powerful capitalists, and I don't want to implicate you, so going to the island is my best choice."

The crowd fell silent for a while.

It was Ba Yuan who said: "Although the contract is written in this way, the law may not support the too biased clauses. Besides, the stage of "Awakening" not only belongs to you, Qiao Zhihuan and the others are both co-adapters, and they also have the right to appeal. If you really go to court, maybe there will be a turnaround."

"But Big Orange's intellectual property lawyers should be very powerful." Wei Ling said, "First, they demand a forced purchase, and if the other party doesn't want to sell it, they can learn from it, and then use the advantage of traffic to squeeze the creators to death. Big Orange has done similar things many times. Of course, many of them went to court, but they all ended in Dacheng's victory."

"Defending rights is definitely difficult, especially facing the giants in the industry."

Ba Yuan took out his business card and handed it to Qianyi, "I support you in safeguarding your own rights, but first you have to make up your mind and make up your mind."

"I don't doubt what you mean." Qiao Zhihuan asked, "I just want to ask, Bahrain, the arranger of the theme song borrowed from profiteers, is your cousin. It's hard for me to understand why you help us instead of him."

Ba Yuan smiled heartily: "I knew you would ask that."

"I'm Bahrain's older brother, but I'm more of a music producer and an original creator. I've been in this industry for more than 20 years, and I've seen too many goofs about copyright. I just want to say one thing."

Ba Yuan's tone suddenly became solemn: "If even the creators are unwilling to stand up and protect the originality, and follow the trend of the market where borrowing is popular, this is the real way to kill the originality and yourself."

"I'm helping you, I'm helping him, and I'm saving our original market."

He spoke earnestly, with a bright light in his eyes.

Qiao Zhihuan was slightly moved. Seeing that the business card handed out by Ba Yuan was still hanging in the air, she took the initiative to accept it: "Thank you on my behalf."

"You don't have to thank me, you're going anywhere now." Ba Yuan said, "Preparing to defend your rights is the beginning of the battle. Make up your mind."

Qiao Zhihuan nodded: "Understood."

Ba Yuan once again expressed his apology on behalf of his cousin Ba Lin several times before leaving.Not long after he left, a woman dressed as a cleaner walked in.

Qiao Zhihuan wanted to discuss something with them, so she said, "Sister, there is no need to clean here for now."

Unexpectedly, the cleaner suddenly turned around and closed the door, and took off the white hair covering on his head: "Ci Ke!"

It turned out that this person was Ye Cike's senior sister. He graduated two years ago, and then directly entered Jingyi, and then signed to Big Orange Entertainment.

She heard Tan Fen say that Ye Cike won the second stage in the first stage, so she asked Tan Fen to help him get a cleaning outfit and run out, just to remind Ye Cike.

"Don't sign Big Orange." The senior sister grabbed Ye Cike's sleeve and tried her best to persuade him.

Qiao Zhihuan: "Senior sister, we met before, do you remember?"

The senior sister carefully looked at Qiao Zhihuan, and then said softly: "It's you. The one who almost knocked Peng Qiang off the teahouse."

She smiled weakly: "You...have courage. To be honest, we are all afraid of him. "

Ye Cike asked: "Senior sister, didn't you sign as an independent dancer? Why did Huanhuan say that you are working as a tea master for Peng Qiang?"

The senior sister looked at him, and wanted to say something, but she didn't say anything, tears rolled down first.

Ye Cike immediately took out a handkerchief, and wanted to hand it to her, but he glanced at Qiao Zhihuan from the corner of his eye, then handed the handkerchief to Qiao Zhihuan, and he handed it to the senior sister.

They only knew after hearing from the senior sister that Da Cheng, relying on his strong legal affairs, would plant landmines every time he signed a contract, which deceived many people, including her of course.

At that time, the movies, drama series, and publicity agreed in the contract had not been achieved, and the occasional work had to be divided into [-]% with Dacheng. She was cornered, and because of the contract, she couldn't secretly work part-time.

She mentioned the termination of the contract, but after that, she faced not only sky-high compensation, but also a strict non-competition agreement, which was equivalent to being directly expelled from the industry.She also had no choice but to help receive some subsidies in the teahouse, so as not to starve to death when she was not working.

This is not the most difficult part. Big Orange has an attitude towards entertainers that is close to wine and meat snacks. Whenever there is a reception, there will always be one or two "obedient" to appetize the guests, pour wine and profit, and the law is within the scope , as much as you can go too far.

If there is an artist who is not willing, Dacheng will immediately release the material by himself, maliciously slander, and force the artist to "be obedient".

"Disgusting!" Little Fang didn't even watch the movie, so he let out a loud bang, "Do they know how to respect people! What a cancer in the industry!"

"Big Orange relies on the big tree behind Jingyi." The senior sister said, "Now Jingyi has been disturbed by Vice President Duan, and it has completely become a back garden for Dacheng to give away. Ci Ke, I heard some time ago I'm still happy that you quit Jingyi, but who knew...you actually came to the big orange family's audition!"

The senior sister looked at Ye Cike and said sincerely, "Cike, I signed it... that's fine. But you are the most talented in our batch, so don't let yourself get stuck in the muddy water."

"Vice President Duan?" Qiao Zhihuan suddenly caught a name, "Vice President Duan Daqing of the Art Association?"

"Yes." Ye Cike asked, "How do you know him?"

Qiao Zhihuan took out a business card from his uniform pocket, with the name of the position printed in gold letters in the center, "Duan Daqing, Vice President of the People's Art Association".

"He just came to see me a few days ago."

After returning from the movie theater, Qiao Zhihuan went back to the dormitory to bring some change of clothes, and the student in the dormitory asked, "Aren't you coming back?"

"Yeah." Qiao Zhi laughed and said, "Who made you too noisy, I'll go to Teacher Ye's place to be quiet for a few days."

After leaving the dormitory, Ye Cike stood in the warm light of the street lamp. When he heard the noise, he looked up and saw Qiao Zhihuan, with a slight smile on his lips.

Qiao Zhihuan followed with a backpack on one shoulder: "Let's go."

"Teacher Ye!"

The two of them hadn't walked a few steps when they suddenly heard someone shouting from above the dormitory, "Huanhuan is precious, a single loan cannot exceed two days!"

Ye Cike grabbed Qiao Zhihuan's wrist, and pulled him behind him: "Not at all."

Ye Cike was cooking, and the two had dinner together. On the way, they were looking through the picture album, cutting out different songs, and looking for inspiration for Er Gong's original song.

After the meal, Qiao Zhihuan took the initiative to wash the dishes.

Standing in front of the sink, he had to lower his head slightly because he was too tall, his neck and shoulders folded into smooth and graceful lines, submerged in his snow-white shirt.

Qiao Zhihuan's belt was tightly tied, and her slender and powerful waist was looming, like a bunch of crisp and tender asparagus, it seemed that the juice could be squeezed out with a little force.

Rubbing the flexible waist with the palm, sliding along the strong and tight curve, Qiao Zhihuan grabbed the dishonest hand and foamed his arm: "Don't make trouble."

Ye Cike laughed softly, and helped him wash the dishes while hugging him from behind.

"So, you came here in the first place to get close to Big Orange." Qiao Zhihuan said.

Ye Cike put his chin on his shoulder and hummed lightly.

He remembered that the first time he formally met Ye Cike, Ye Cike had an argument with Mr. He Qichun, the chairman of the Art Association. At first he thought it was the old man who was angry that he wanted to enter the entertainment circle. Now that he thought about it, it should be Mr. He was worried about Ye Cike.

"Why didn't you tell me in the first place?"

Ye Cike replied in a low voice: "...Vice President Duan looked for you, but you didn't tell me."

He was immediately slapped on the hand, so he didn't dare to talk back, and only slightly tightened the arms around his waist.

Qiao Zhihuan analyzed with him the path that can be taken now: "Big Orange is too big and its roots are too deep. Just plagiarizing copyrights, disrespecting people, and treating artists harshly, in fact, there is no way to touch the roots."

"Although there are notaries in Zhao Yingjie's video, who can prove that the number of votes is tricky, but the video cannot be exposed. He gave it to me because he trusted us. You must not deceive him at will."

"...As for seeking fans to create momentum, I have never considered this at all." Qiao Zhihuan said, "Fans are not a gun, and it is incompetent for an artist to use someone who likes you."

"...Actually, I have some evidence in my hand." Ye Cike said, "It's related to Dacheng's accounts. That's why they have always been a little jealous of me."

"Okay, Teacher Ye." Qiao Zhihuan turned around and kissed him on the cheek, "I have been silent all this time, so I was holding back my big move."

Ye Cike smiled lightly, and responded by rubbing the corner of his lips against his earlobe affectionately.

He paused, and said in a low voice: "I didn't tell you at the beginning, just like today's profiteers, I also hope that you can compete well, live a simple life, and try not to get involved in these things."

Qiao Zhihuan lightly pointed at the white porcelain plate in her hand.

"Who knows, you are very different from what I imagined." Ye Cike hugged him, "I thought you were delicate and needed to be cared for, but I didn't expect you to be reliable, tough and strong, completely different from your appearance."

Qiao Zhihuan joked with him: "Ms. Ye is very fascinated by me."

Ye Cike actually nodded cautiously and admitted: "Yes."

His serious appearance made Qiao Zhihuan laugh wildly.

"However." Qiao Zhihuan changed the subject, and her tone became serious, "If someone has to stand up to challenge Big Orange, I hope it's me."

He immediately changed his words, "No, it's us."

"...I don't want to follow the so-called 'rules' and turn myself into a blur of gray."

Ye Cike hugged him tightly, pressed his cold face against his side cheek, and repeated these words in a low voice.

"Why, you started to worship me so soon." Qiao Zhi smiled and turned around, "Do you want to make a quotation for me?"

The arms around his waist suddenly loosened, and Ye Cike hurried out of the kitchen, rushed to the dining table and turned on the computer.

Qiao Zhihuan, who was suddenly left on the sidelines, was full of question marks, why is this person like this?Just now she was intimate and entangled, full of love talk, now she just turned around and left?

Seemingly realizing what he was doing wrong, Ye Cike looked up from the computer and briefly explained: "Suddenly I got an inspiration."

Qiao Zhihuan snorted coldly, turned around and washed the foam off her hands: "Sleep with your inspiration tonight."