"Hey, did you hear that? Lu Ze seemed to have said that he was also the one who wrote the song,'Going to the West'?”
"Listen…I heard it. How could this be? No wonder he had been so calm. He had been in an invincible position for a long time.”
" Look at Huahua's expression. She's so naive."
After Lu Ze casually said that, discussions suddenly sounded.
Hua Chengyu was stunned on the spot, his face still maintaining the expression of a man who had decided to go all out.
However, the horror and horror in his eyes had completely betrayed him.
It was as if he had been struck by lightning!
At this moment, he truly felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
My face hurts!
It was as if he had been slapped by a giant with infinite strength.
In an instant, it swelled up and was no longer human!
He also wrote 'Walking to the West'?
are you kidding
He was just a chorus member of a music troupe. What right did he have to compose music for a completely unknown movie?
This didn't make sense!
This was impossible!
How could there be such a coincidence in this world?
I know!
He was gambling!
He had deliberately said that he had written "Walking to the West" and wanted to eliminate the impact of this matter!
Yes, that must be the case.
Half of his foot had already stepped on the cliff, and he regarded this 'groundless conjecture' as his last life-saving straw.
With bloodshot eyes, he took a step forward.
His mind was in chaos, and his hands were trembling.
He stuck close to Lu Ze and climbed onto his shoulders.
He had completely lost control.
"Impossible! Are you lying to us?"
"This is the first time you've heard of such an unpopular song, right?”
"There can't be such a coincidence. Tell me the truth! We won't do anything to you!”
Lu Ze was stunned.
Hua Chengyu's reaction was too big.
It even made Lu Ze wonder if there was something wrong with his brain.
He slapped the other party's hands off his shoulders with extreme disdain. After sneering at him twice, he said indifferently,
"It can't be. This song isn't popular. I admit that I wrote it, but you seem surprised?”
"I know what you're thinking, so I'll really tell you.”
"There are many unacceptable coincidences in this world.”
"How can a song be called a coincidence?"
"You didn't write it! You didn't write it!"
Hua Chengyu's tone was extremely excited. He picked up the manuscript of " Walking to the West " and waved it in the air.
"Do you see what's written here? The lyricist and composer are called Zhou Yi!”
"That's not your name at all!!”
"There's something called a vest!"
Lu Ze smiled brightly.
"Of course, I call it an avatar. Some people call it a pen name or stage name!”
"For example, Lu Xun and Lao She. That's about what they mean!”
Lu Ze explained, but Hua Chengyu was still shaking his head.
Seeing how he wouldn't give up until he saw the yellow river, Lu Ze pouted in disdain.
"Then let's make it simple. Confrontation!"
He raised his hand and patted Hua Chengyu's shoulder.
"What's the name of the director of that movie?”
"Wen Ye!"
In order to report Lu Ze, Hua Chengyu had done some work in advance.
Therefore, he immediately called out the director's name.
"Wen Ye, right? Then take a look. Is it him?”
Lu Ze took out his phone and quickly found a phone number with the name of director Wen Ye. He waved it in front of Hua Chengyu.
Without another word, he dialed the number.
"Director Wen, a friend wants to ask you something. I asked him to tell you directly.”
Hua Chengyu was stunned when he heard that. He glanced at the phone that was pushed in front of him on the table.
In the end, he chose to speak.
" Hello, Director. I want to ask about the origin of the theme song 'Going West' from your movie 'Cold Ice'."
"Heh, why are you asking me this? Isn't Brother Little Lu right beside you? He wrote the song, so you can just ask him directly!”
"Speaking of which, I still owe him two fish.”
"This fate of people is really wonderful. I met a talented musician while fishing.”
"Give me a song. I don't want a single cent, just two pouty mouths!”
"Weird, wonderful, good man,"
Wen Ye's voice finally disappeared into the darkness.
The dust settled completely at this moment.
Hua Chengyu's expression completely collapsed.
He lowered his head and hid himself in the darkness. He was no different from a clown on the stage.
The air returned to silence.
After a long while, he sighed.
Wang Jin first looked around and then spoke with a serious expression.
"Does anyone here have any objections to this matter?”
Everyone fell silent and replied.
"Is there anyone else who wants to report their competitor?”
As the knife said, it pierced deep into the bone.
"Hua Chengyu!"
Wang Jin slowly got up from his seat and walked to Hua Chengyu's side.
"I believe that you have heard of the saying,'To learn skills, one must learn virtue first'.”
"But today, your performance has shown me what it means to lack artistic ethics!”
"Everyone is competing on the same stage. It's fine if you have doubts, but you have to raise them openly!”
"Speculation without reason, backstabbing, and thinking of some despicable methods to coerce public opinion!”
"This is not something an artiste within the system should do!”
"You're letting down the Fourth Art Troupe's efforts to nurture you. You've blasphemed the glorious title of national team artist!”
The sound of a huge bell completely shattered Hua Chengyu's already lost heart!
In the chaos, he was at a loss.
He saw Wang Jin, Liu Xu, and Lu Ze walking out of the studio.
The night wind was slightly cold, and the last voice entered his ears.
It seemed like Wang Jin was talking to someone.
"Hey, Old Zhao, is Hua Chengyu a singer in your group?”
"Yes, something happened during the field training. This comrade's awareness still needs to be improved.”
"Young people rise too quickly and too hastily, which is not conducive to shaping their character.”
"I suggest that we change his position and let him settle down for a period of time.”
"To what post?"
"I want to. Why don't you go and sing the harmony first?"
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