Song Yi took Xie Zijin out of the taxi and stood at the entrance of the community where he rented it. It was already around 10 o'clock in the evening.

The night in the early autumn of the demon city is slightly cool. Tonight, the sky is cloudless, the stars shine, and the galaxy is brilliant.

Xie Zijin looked at the tree-lined avenue near the school and couldn't help but stand on tiptoe and kiss Song Yi actively.

The taxi came over for more than 40 minutes. Although they snuggled together and talked intimately, they were so sweet that this was enough!

Interacting under the shadow of the trees on the road for more than ten minutes, Song Yi looked at the little fairy who lowered her head shyly and sweetly in his arms, savored her sweet taste and feel, held her hand, and took her back to the rented house.

This is a staircase room with two bedrooms and one living room on the sixth floor. Two households on one floor.

"Xiao Song..." Seeing Song Yi take out the key to open the door, Xie Zijin's heart thumped. How could the 19-year-old girl not know what was going to happen next? She couldn't help but whisper, but knew she could not refuse.

It was just such impulse, trepidation, hesitation, and all kinds of emotions mixed.

Song Yi really wants to eat the little fairy now. A bright and beautiful girl kisses you on her own initiative and will swell. She said in her ear: "Zi Jin, you can't just kill or bury it! It's uncomfortable to not eliminate it if you react."

In his soul is an uncle in his thirties. But who can refuse this nineteen-year-old, beautiful little fairy?

Moreover, this is the age of 18 who is just youth, and it rumblings when it is given oil!

Xie Zijin chuckled, Bai Songyi glanced at him, "Do you think I am a little girl? You guys can use your hands..."

After saying that, his face was red and rubbed intimately in his arms, like a kitten. After a while, he made up his mind and said, "Xiao Song, if you really want it, I will give it to you."

Song Yi felt that this sentence could speed up his blood.

At this moment, Song Yi's cell phone suddenly rang. When he saw it was Wu Xuan's phone call, he answered directly: "Sister Xuan?"

Wu Xuan said: "Xiao Song, something happened! The mv of "Spring" responded well after being broadcast on various music self-media tonight. The download data of Ali Music has skyrocketed, and it is very hopeful to break through the golden song next week.

But just half an hour ago, Tengda Music’s new singer Zhou Zefang attacked you on a show on Mango TV that the song was suspected of plagiarism, and called on fans not to download it before the matter was confirmed."

Song Yi's very good mood became extremely bad in an instant and was very unhappy.

He had an impression of Zhou Zefang, which was the last time he interviewed on Haiou TV Music Channel and asked the host to bury him the side.

"Sister Xuan, what should I do in the industry when encountering such a thing?"

Wu Xuan: "Of course, we are fighting back on Weibo! Xia Zhi Records is a label under Ali Music. So, your songs will not be removed from the shelves because of malicious complaints and reports. Now, we have to consider how to speak out to win over the majority of middle fans."

Song Yi: "I understand."

Wu Xuan asked, "Are you at home now?"

Song Yi: "Yes."

Wu Xuan: "Okay, I'm driving to your place. Let's discuss it when I'm here. You can read the message I sent you first."

"OK."

After hanging up Wu Xuan's phone, Song Yi clicked on the link of the message Wu Xuan sent him from the WeChat message.

"This newspaper's news. Tengda Music's newcomer Wang Zhouzefang revealed in "Brave My Show" that Song Yi, the singer-songwriter of Xiazhi Records, was suspected of plagiarism.

He said: "The song "Spring" should obviously be the insight written by a middle-aged man, but it was created by an 18-year-old new singer. There may be a lot of mystery in it. I firmly resist any plagiarism or robbing the song."

No matter how fast the news media on the Internet is, they will issue press releases in less than half an hour. This is definitely not the treatment he, a young singer who has just debuted, can enjoy. Obviously, this is premeditated.

The war has begun.

Song Yi opened the "Huaxia Music Storm List" with his mobile phone and found the reason on the newcomer and new song list this month. His data in "Spring" has risen rapidly and is currently ranked 18th on the newcomer list. No. 17 is Zhou Zefang's second personal single "You Are My Lover the Most".

The answer is here!

"Xiao Song, look." Xie Zijin listened to Song Yi's phone call throughout the whole time, and then opened the Ali music software on his phone to show Song Yi his song data.

Start over again, download 25003, listen to 51802.

In spring, download 153641, listen 232170.

The number of downloads soared by 60,000 to 70,000 yuan in the golden period in one night. This trend is very gratifying, and the upward trend is very obvious. But this immediately attracted the "opponent".

"Well." Song Yi would come back to his senses from the song. Looking at the bright girl, she took the cell phone she handed over, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart!

He was overturned.

As such a big "crisis", Sister Xuan, as the agent, must keep in touch with him and discuss countermeasures. She came to him and stayed with him, which was the best choice.

So, even though Sister Xuan hung up the phone just now was not so hurrying, he couldn't say: Sister Xuan, don't come.

He had an in-depth exchange of the little fairy just now, thinking about the beautiful scenery together tonight, and would he ask her to leave, what would he think of her as?

What is this called?

It rained all night!

Misfortune never comes alone!

Two bad things happen at the first time.

Song Yi rubbed his eyebrows, took a deep breath, and turned his attention to how to fight back.

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…

Song Yi has not had the task of recording songs these days. He cleaned the room, threw the clothes he changed into in the washing machine to clean it, and dried it on the pole on the balcony. The old house looks quiet and tidy.

Boiling a pot of hot water and making tea, Song Yi paced back and forth in the living room, thinking.

Xie Zijin sat in the wooden chair in the living room, with Qiubo in her beautiful eyes, looking at her beloved boy. Well, Xiao Song should be able to call her: her boyfriend! Then chat with friends in the WeChat group. She is not stupid. If you leave at this time, will you give Xiao Song a hand?

Xiao Song has Xiao Song’s war, she has hers! So I will chat with my best friends in the group, online and other online skills.

The earliest news in the group was from Zheng Xue: "Boy Jin, pay attention to safety protection tonight, don't cause death." The topic of this meeting was already wrong.

Qingqing Zijin: "His beautiful agent is coming soon to deal with work matters. What should I do?"

He also told me about Song Yi's suppression when he encountered an opponent.

Princess Qing: "Who are you afraid of when you are the main palace?"

Lihua looked beautiful and beautiful: "Don't listen to the little fairy! She was taking the route of a favored concubine and was born to be a mistress. Xiao Song now encounters something in music. You have to follow the route of a graceful queen, support him, and accompany him. When he finishes his career, he will talk about it later."

Xuexue: "The correct answer."

Xie Zijin was chatting, and when he heard the key turning and opening the door, he saw Song Yi's beautiful and pure agent Wu Xuan coming in with anxiety. She felt very unhappy. Wu Xuan actually had the key to Xiao Song's residence?

Wu Xuan saw Xie Zijin, a bright girl with a cat style, sitting in the living room playing with her mobile phone. She was worried about her music career, and then she felt sad. So, when she was staring at the MV promotion tonight, Xie Zijin was accompanying him?

Song Yi was pondering and paced back and forth in the living room. When he saw Wu Xuan coming, he walked to the dining table and brought her a clean glass cup to pour her a cup of warm tea, and directly entered the topic: "Sister Xuan, I just thought about it. Is Zhou Moumou using the wishful thinking of spreading rumors?

He doesn't care about the truth or falsehood of the matter, he just cares about suppressing my popularity this month. As the saying goes: Truth has just put on his shoes, and rumors have run around the earth for two laps."

Wu Xuan took the Wencha and looked at Song Yi in surprise. She made a very accurate judgment. Is this really a novice in the music industry?

Standing, he said, "Xiao Song, I guess he has this plan. Generally speaking, it is difficult to prove his innocence in a short time to dispel fans' doubts. This will more or less affect the buying spirit.

But no matter what, we have to issue a statement first and stand firm!

You are now using your account to speak on Weibo, and I will ask Jasmine Bar and Xia Zhe Records to forward it. You also need to contact some music critics to forward it. Increase the voice here."
Chapter completed!