Please stay away from the life of fans

The charcoal fire beside him exploded, Shen Nanxing's heart froze, and the phone in his hand started to vibrate.

That strange number appeared in his mind, and he collected himself, but what he saw was the name "Li Hongyuan".

If Ling Xinglan's contact by phone was a big deal, then Li Hongyuan's call was an even bigger deal.

If something happened, he could go to Shen Linghe instead of Shen Nanxing.

As soon as he picked it up, Lu Shengkuo came out with a pale face, his hands were empty, and he let out a breath of cold air.

Li Hongyuan: "Where are you? Are you with Lu Shengkuo? Something happened."

Lu Shengkuo's eyes flickered.

Shen Nanxing's consciousness was shaken for a moment. When Lu Shengkuo raised his hand, he grabbed his wrist and tensed up: "Is it Lu Shengkuo's business?"

"No," Li Hongyuan paused, "Maybe not for the time being."

When all of them were immersed in the celebration, the topic about #沉南行窭冲# had suddenly landed in the top five hot searches.

Li Hongyuan's website also has a similar topic, but it was clicked first.

It was a big V who posted the article, so he named it by name.

First of all, let me talk about the complete set of clothing he won this time, from the draft paper to the ready-to-wear, all of which are plagiarized from the design dresses of a company called Yuanfeng Design.

And took out the manuscript and the clothes sold by the company a year ago, only changed some small decorations and colors.

"It's exactly the same!" Dao Dao was already fully awake, typing on the keyboard and hissing at the phone, "Which plagiarist who took it to the competition would plagiarize like this? Waiting for the list to be released to the public to be discovered!"

Shen Nanxing sat, still a little stunned: "That's right."

Those manuscripts were like photocopied, he took a deep breath: "Can technology identify the traces of P?"

Li Hongyuan was in a bit of a dilemma over there: "It will take a little time. We are too late to control it, and we will probably fall out after the results come out."

There were also several phone calls from the competition side, and Shen Nanxing finally answered with his hands on his forehead. There must be something wrong with that manuscript, and he knew it himself.

It couldn't have been such a coincidence. Aiwei Mist sent him a text message on the front foot, and this incident happened on the back foot.

He is very familiar with that marketing account. He has been in the entertainment industry all year round looking for gossip, but he will not directly release it, and will contact the person concerned to discuss the price.

"What's the fuss?" Lu Shengkuo was a little excited, "It's obvious that you're messing with people."

What the marketing account said not only plagiarized the competition, but also dug up the orders. Almost every item could be said to be plagiarized, and he reprimanded: Shen Nanxing, do you feel at ease in the life you stole!

This is clearly a waste of future.

In the article, the designer whose life was "stolen by Shen Nanxing" was unhappy every day. He could have come out to criticize earlier, but he saw Shen Nanxing retreating from the public opinion in the last round. The sentence "He has no background, and he can't even leave a trace of posting news", which ignited the anger of many people.

In the back, there are many comparison pictures of the manuscripts, as well as photos of the ready-to-wear and the time of the transaction order. Even the buyer's return pictures are conclusive: Shen Nanxing plagiarized, and it has been like this for several years.

The designer’s complaint time stagnated in midsummer, just the day before the #女星已经不见“影帝”了# series of black hot searches, and the use of various tags in an attempt to make these public and was directly deleted or suppressed data graph.

Shen Nanxing talked about the stranger's text messages, and he also saw the tuxedo made for Ivy Mister in those comparison pictures, and the cufflinks he made with all his effort seemed to be mocking him.

"I guess he has no place to play the piano now." Shen Nanxing looked at the phone, and the unread message data of various contact software was jumping up. "I want me to have a taste of this."

For creators, "plagiarism" is enough to crucify people for bad deeds. It's really a big deal. Even if it is clarified later, others will consider it carefully because of these public opinions.

In fact, up to this point, sharp objects have left traces.

That night, the people who usually followed his news were divided into several waves, some expressed belief, some expressed doubts, some logical reasoning, and even direct private messages came to scold and misunderstand.

"What's going on? I've only been paying attention to Shen Nanxing for a short time. I like the style of clothes he makes, and the interaction between him and Lu Shengkuo is so sweet. Why are you copying?"

"Shen Nanxing is a designer. He just got No.1 yesterday. Tsk tsk tsk. Someone picked him up so soon. It seems that he is full of expectations."

"What do you mean? At that time, the likes and comments were not in the top ten of the top [-] searches. I don't know what happened?"

"Yes, it's obvious that someone is going south. This time he won No.1. It's normal for people to be jealous of him. The clothes made by Nanjiao Zhusheng are open to the public. He is clean."

"Ren Shennan's experts have capital, and they can expose it without any money?"

"The last time you said that he painted badly, his comments would be deleted. Only you guys think that Shen Nanxing is clean."

"He's just a clothes maker, do you really think of yourself as an idol brother?"

"Isn't his boyfriend Idou brother? The two of them earn a lot of money from their fans together, and only they will give money because of the crazy marketing of wheat bran."

"..."

"It's been so long, and your elder brother Shen Nanxing hasn't come out yet to say anything."

"I said that I am not plagiarism, and I am fully transparent, and I still can't come up with a proof."

"His early design was really bad. It is estimated that he copied someone else's profit, and he couldn't stop after tasting the sweetness."

"Their accounts are all there. If I don't read them myself, how can I ask others to explain things I haven't done!"

"Do you hide your hobbies and interests when you talk?"

"We are talking about plagiarism, and he is plagiarizing if he is cautious in the south. What is my interest has nothing to do with his plagiarism?"

a mess.

Shen Nanxing read the article in the seemingly unstoppable news, and Lu Shengkuo covered his eyes with his hands.

"What are you doing?" His voice was hoarse, but he smiled, "It's okay, it's just a little sudden."

Lu Shengkuo felt the eyeballs rolling in his palm, and his throat was a little astringent: "Don't look at it."

Several hours have passed since the incident, and countless noises and doubts have been mixed together, and many inquiries have turned into doubts due to the passage of time.

People who followed him left one after another, and more people began to ridicule "collapsing the house", constantly @欧洲报委员会questioned professionalism, criticized the review process, and even satirized "Whoever gives more is the first", "This kind of third-rate It's no wonder that the competition is cold", "the prospect of a fashion designer is nothing more than that" and so on.

These languages ​​are like a rushing sea, one wave after another hit Shen Nanxing's head, it was too sudden, they were not prepared at all.

He understood that no one would accompany him forever, but he was completely resistant to such a departure.

"It's all right," Shen Nanxing said in a low voice, a little trembling, and raised his hand to pat the back of his hand lightly, "I drew the design draft one by one, and I sewed the clothes one by one, it's all right , just, just..."

just need a little time...

The moment Lu Shengkuo's back was pressed against him, he couldn't hold it back after all. The memory of being human/fleshed last time also came up. He hadn't felt so out of breath that time, and the negative comments and emotions continued to flow. Doubled up and pressed on the body.

Tears that couldn't be contained in his palms flowed down his cheeks. Lu Shengkuo held his face and couldn't wipe it clean, but Shen Nanxing just gritted his teeth and stiffened.

In an instant, the previous sourness turned into dense distress, like those needles for mending fabrics, piercing his heart mercilessly.

Lu Shengkuo hugged him tightly: "I'll be with you this time."

Shen Nanxing took a deep breath, took a breath from his shoulder, and forced himself to calm down.

The breathing was a little rough, and the tears were evaporated by the charcoal fire.

Both Li Hongyuan and Daodao felt that it was not appropriate for Lu Shengkuo to speak now, because they didn't know how he would react after making a sound.

I don't know who is behind the tricks and what their real purpose is. If they still want to get involved with Lu Shengkuo, they won't be able to stop.

Shen Nanxing made a video: "Let's just circle this matter with me. Is there a way for you to know the person behind it through that marketing account?"

Dao Dao: "Trying to communicate, there is a studio under the account... Forget it, Nan Nan, don't think about it, don't watch their quarrel and private messages! This is a black hot search bought by someone, we will handle it."

"Where's Brother Sheng?" Dao Dao shouted.

Lu Shengkuo agreed with the voice on the side.

Daodao breathed a sigh of relief: "Don't look at it either, you two will wait for the notice at home first, we will discuss a plan with the least impact, and we will send you a message when the time comes."

Lu Shengkuo wanted Shen Nanxing to go to bed a little bit, so he took out all his things when he entered the study, fearing that something might happen, he agreed to hang up the phone and go to coax people.

Shen Nanxing didn't feel sleepy at all, those words made his heart beat violently, and his temples hurt.

"Brother Shen," Lu Shengkuo picked him up after being grabbed by his upper arm, and brought him to sit on the rocking chair, "Brother Shen, calm down first, and wait for Dao Dao to straighten things out."

Shen Nanxing's heart seemed to be blocked by something, and he was so depressed that he struggled uneasily a few times: "I'm going to find out all the things I designed from the beginning, and then sort them out..."

Lu Shengkuo reached into his cotton padded jacket, pressed his waist through the soft sweater, stroked his neck with the other hand, and whispered softly: "No need, Brother Shen, how did you make these clothes? I can see it all, don't worry, things are not that bad."

This was the first time that Shen Nanxing got out of control because of something in front of him, and he couldn't stand it himself, but he repeated strongly in his heart to stabilize himself. Shen Nanxing needed him now, and he couldn't collapse.

"Then what is bad?" A tear fell from Shen Nanxing's eyes and fell into Lu Shengkuo's neck. His hands were trembling, and he lifted it up to show the person in front of him, "So many years, so many years, can be People have distorted it with long speeches."

Over the years, Shen Nanxing's fingers were often injured, and occasionally turned a sickly red. Lu Shengkuo felt that the tears on the side of his neck were hot and piercing, and couldn't help but touch his fingers and kiss his lips.

More and more tears rolled down on him, and he wiped them with the back of his hand: "Brother Shen, there is still something I haven't told you."

The tears in Shen Nanxing's eyes rolled around, hanging in the eye sockets, and he was kissed clean: "In the past, when I didn't follow Jiang Ji's wishes, he would buy me a lot of trending searches."

The person in his arms trembled, and he gently rubbed Shen Nanxing's hair: "Is it very sick? Those hot searches are either about dramas, or tidbits, or some daily life. Sometimes I say a word Can become a hot search."

For fans, this seems to be an inevitable phenomenon of popularity, but passers-by seem to be very annoying, and some things are stuck on big events, which will make it appear that the star does not know the priorities.

It was late at night, Lu Shengkuo turned off the headlights, and turned on the eye protection lamp on the desk: "Fans won't be annoyed, what should we do? Ji Jiang will buy other celebrities' hot searches, and he has worked with me before buying Yes, to guide each other's fans or some CP fans to scold each other."

There were still tears in the corners of Shen Nanxing's eyes, and he frowned.

At that time, Lu Shengkuo's evaluation in the industry was actually not very good. The unclear relationship with Ji Jiang was scattered by colleagues who had competition. It's full of theater.

The celebrities involved in the abuse also had a bad impression of him. At that time, he had to offend people if he said nothing, and there was no chance to speak.

Fans saw that he didn't speak, and they also became suspicious. There were endless comments about "making money with the boss", "money-making machine", and "noble actor".

Of course, Ji Jiang will pick and choose to control, so as not to cause everyone to dislike him, but also to make Lu Shengkuo go crazy.

It's like training a dog.

Lu Shengkuo looked into Shen Nanxing's eyes: "Brother Shen, if you want to see someone who likes you, most of the abuse is directed and acted by you. He just wants to see you in a hurry."

Shen Nanxing's nose was rubbed red: "Really?"

"Well," Lu Shengkuo hugged him even tighter, "Calm down first, as you said before, fakes have loopholes, we are real, don't be afraid."

"Go to sleep first," Lu Shengkuo squeezed his fingers, his tone was firm and ruthless, "only after you sleep well can you have the energy to solve it properly."

The author has something to say:

I wish everyone a healthy and healthy Mooncake Festival, happy every day!The recent epidemic is so severe, everyone must pay attention to protection!

【Mid-Autumn Theater】

This year's mooncakes are Q-version portrait prints customized by Shen Nanhang looking for acquaintances. The biggest one is "family portrait", a company member made of small mooncakes.

Dao Dao is envious of his real name, and of course he also wrote about Bei Ou.

Before the weather for hot spring water supply, he and Lu Shengkuo moved the reclining chairs to the balcony to watch the moon. The tripods were all ready, and they just waited for the full moon to "walk" to the treetops.

Shen Nanxing arranged the moon cakes and took pictures: "Last year, these festivals were completely forgotten. This year, it is said that the moon is fifteen rounds on the fifteenth day. The height and height of the willow branches on the moon should be photographed."

Shen Bei lay down sooner, and broke the stage: "Brother, you don't have willows here."

Shen Nanxing: "What's the difference? An artistic conception."

Shen Beiyue curled his lips: "The artistic conception is quite different, you see that the trees here are full of vines..."

His mouth was pinched by his brother, and Shen Beiyue stared at him, seeing Shen Nanxing smiling dangerously: "Dear brother, do you want me to ask you to do your homework now?"

Shen Beiyue: "..."

"Also, go to the reclining chair over there, your brother Lu wants to sit here."

Shen Bei was even more broken. Lu Shengkuo came over with an osmanthus cake and smiled, "You and I can lie on the same chair."

Shen Nanxing frowned: "Lu Shengkuo, are you okay? He's only in junior high school, and a single dog won't hurt anyone."

Shen Beiyue: "........."

If Shen Linghe and Song Su hadn't gone on a trip, it wouldn't be Shen Beiyue's turn to be a light bulb here. His brother is strict, knowing that his younger brother will definitely play crazy with his classmates when he goes out, so he must be at home to be a light bulb during the family reunion season.

Shen Beiyue refused very much, but fortunately there was Xiaoman, who squatted beside him, staring at the two people on the reclining chair.

Shen Beiyue muttered in a low voice: "Smelly in love!"

Xiao Man meowed for a long time, sounding very agreeable.

Especially seeing that Lu Shengkuo still didn't lie down on the empty recliner, but really nestled next to Shen Nanxing.

Shen Beiyue stood up: "I, I'd better do my homework..."

Is it better to be black with your friends than to be a light bulb!

As soon as he walked into the house, Xiaoman followed his footsteps.

Seeing the figure going upstairs, Lu Shengkuo lowered his head and bit Shen Nanxing's lips several times, Shen Nanxing raised his foot and pressed the person's leg: "Be serious! Shen Beiyue has a crush on your fan, so you're not afraid of the character being destroyed? "

Lu Shengkuo's index finger hooked the belt of his pajamas, and the robe was opened in an instant, half sitting and hugging him, preconceived.

Shen Nanxing arched his back, startled: "Are you serious? He's upstairs! Lu Sheng welcomes you!"

"He won't come out, don't be nervous," Lu Shengkuo took a deep breath and kissed him on the back, "I'll just let it go, so I won't disturb you watching the moon."

Shen Nanxing: "..."

Is this human?

He turned sideways and gritted his teeth: "Hurry up, I have to take a picture."

Lu Shengkuo looked at his swaying clothes and curled his lips into a smile, picked up his hips several times, and touched the unevenness of his spine with more force, "Don't worry, I recorded it, and it's been filming all the time. "

Shen Nanxing was trembling all over, unable to speak, even if he wanted to scold, he was shaken into a breathless voice.

Upstairs in the study room, Shen Beiyue received a mid-autumn "red envelope" with an additional message: Sleep well after playing the game, don't peek, I've turned on the whole room surveillance, keep an eye on Xiaoman.

Although this was not about brotherhood, Shen Beiyue accepted it "with tears in his eyes" and bought a set of equipment that others would envy.