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334 I Want To Act In Movies (2/3)

"Mu Zi'ang? You are Mu Zi'ang!" Ju Jie suddenly felt excited and looked at Yang Yi in surprise.

Mu Zi'ang is actually Murphy's man?

That makes sense, no wonder he was able to write twelve songs for Murphy in unprecedented fashion!

Yang Yi wanted Ju Jie to know his identity, but he smiled faintly and said, "It seems that you are still very smart! But smart people should know that since I can pick you up, I have the ability to bring you back to my original form."

"The record of our transactions was still there. At worst, we can't just give it back with money and Mu Zi'ang's reputation. I'll sue you and get the copyright of this song back. Guess how the judge will make a judgment?" Yang Yi threatened softly.

No need to guess, the copyright will definitely be judged back to Yang Yi. The copyright protection in this world is very strict. There was a similar case before. A songwriter sued a singer and said that he was deceived by the other party and sold his songs. But he didn't know that he even sold the copyright of the copyright, so the judge confiscated the money for the illegal transaction and returned the copyright of the copyright to the original author.

It was said that it was deceived, but in fact, who can tell whether it was a transaction? Maybe it was because I felt that I had lost money after I sold it, so I pretended not to know it!

Of course, once this incident is caused, even if Yang Yi gets back the copyright of "Miss Three", he will not get any benefits. Even Mu Zi'ang's reputation will plummet and be despised. It can be said that it will end up killing the death.

This will definitely not be worth it, and it will affect Murphy. Yang Yi just wants to scare Ju Jie.

Ju Jie believed it, but he was scared.

They considered the consequences before buying the song, but he and Durum felt that Mu Zi'ang cherished his wings and would not have turned against others. But now it seems that Yang Yi is very crazy! He dares to kill himself, how could he not do such a small thing?

It is really better to kill Ju Jie from a celebrity who is eye-catching than to be despised by others. It is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but it is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. Now Ju Jie is used to being a celebrity and is afraid of losing it.

"I said I dare not provoke Sister Murphy again in the future. What else do you want?" Ju Jie couldn't help but cry with grievance, just like his young wife, "Best, I'll pay you money. Don't kill me, don't take this song away. It's not easy for me to become famous..."

It’s quite sad... the listener is sad, and the listener is crying.

"I know I'm afraid now? Why didn't I sing your songs uneasy before? I've been thinking about some evil ways all day long?" Yang Yi was secretly happy, just like he had imagined.

Ju Jie sobbed and said, "I just want to win the championship that time..."

Yang Yi's tone was a little relaxed and she said lightly: "If you want to win the sales championship, you still need time to accumulate. If you want to become a god for a song, you will also think too simply about the entertainment industry."

"Originally, I thought you were quite interesting. When did you want to write another song for you to make you more popular! But it seems that your performance really makes me dissatisfied!" Yang Yi finally showed his dates.

"Really? I really want to write a song for me?" Yang Yi said so much, Ju Jie heard a sentence. He stopped crying and looked at Yang Yi in surprise.

Mu Zi'ang's song is a real god. Now that Ju Jie has seen Chen Yijie, Murphy has his own achievements, and he has already had a blind admiration for Mu Zi'ang.

One song "Miss Three" makes me famous. If you have another song, wouldn't you be ascended to heaven?

"Do you think it's possible? You make me feel like killing you!" Yang Yi smiled.

"I can change it! I can make up for it! When I go back, I will tell my aunt immediately, well, Sister Ling, to tell her not to cause trouble for Murphy, and then I promise not to think about these evil things again in the future." Ju Jie said quickly.

His current behavior is like a primary school student who has done something wrong and begged his mother to give him another chance.

"This is not enough! I need you to be a witness to me in Tianmei. If there is any disturbance against Murphy, you must inform me!" Yang Yi looked into his eyes and said.

"You can rest assured about this. Don't talk about the news. If anyone dares to touch a finger of our Sister Murphy, I will be the first to disagree!" Ju Jie twisted on the pillar and assured excitedly, "My father has shares in Tianmei. No one dares to ignore what I say!"

Now, Ju Jie has turned against him. For the song "Mu Zi'ang", he happily began to assign himself to Murphy's camp.

What is backbone? Ju Jie has never seen it before.

Yang Yi was happy. He originally said that this guy was interesting but just made it up casually. Now it seems that it really has a little meaning. In this way, maybe he is still a good material!

"If you do this, can you write a song for me?" Ju Jie looked at Yang Yi timidly and asked.

Yang Yi didn't say anything, and suddenly lit up a knife and slashed at Ju Jie. As he screamed in horror, the rope tied to him broke and fell down like a butterfly.

Ju Jie closed his eyes for a while, and the ghost screamed for a while, and then he realized that he had nothing to do and could move. He fumbled his body and was not short of weight. Then he turned his head to look at Yang Yi in a daze.

"It's not okay to just say or not do it. Whether you continue writing songs depends on your subsequent performance!" Yang Yi fluently put the knife in the scabbard and said lightly.

"Don't worry, Mu Zi'ang...Brother, you can just watch it! I will definitely perform well and ensure that no one can touch Sister Murphy!" Ju Jie slapped his chest.

...

The intrigue is actually quite tiring, and Yang Yi doesn't like this kind of herself.

Fortunately, in the afternoon, when I received Xixi, the little girl's innocent smile blew away the haze in Yang Yi's heart.

"Dad! Dad! I'll tell you, there's something big!" The little girl hugged her father's neck and leaned against her ear, and said softly.

A sincere smile appeared on Yang Yi's face: "What a big deal?"

"It's me, Chen Shiyun, Xin'er, Qiqi, and Nan Zhaoyu are going to act in a movie!" Xixi said as she counted the names of the people by her fingers.

"Ah? Why do you want to act in a movie? What movie?" Yang Yi raised his eyebrows.

Is there any unopposed boy who dares to deceive my daughter? The knife is still hidden in the trunk!

"It's a movie that plays a dad!" Xixi said naturally, "Chen Shiyun, Xiner, Qiqi, and Nan Zhaoyu all like to act in movies. Hehe, I want to act in movies too, and then we all have to act in movies!"

It seems that the little guy has no such gratitude as rules. In her opinion, acting in a movie is like eating and drinking water. There is no need for auditions at all, and you can act just by coming.

"Who told you that you can act in a movie about dad?" Yang Yi was confused by her daughter's logic.

"No one! I told them! It's so fun to act in movies!" Xixi said to her father in a daze.

At this moment, Lan Xin had already jumped and ran over: "Uncle Yang, I want to act in a movie with you!"

This has become a movie with me again? The children’s understanding abilities are really strange!

"It's not about acting in a movie with my uncle, I didn't act in a movie." Yang Yi said with some headaches.

"Hehe, Xin'er, you are acting in a movie with me!" Xixi looked down in her father's arms and said with a smile.

"Okay, Xixi and I will act in a movie together." Lan Xin's mind was delicious. She licked her lips and said expectantly, "Uncle Yang, is that okay?"

How can it be? There are no children in his micro-film, so how can he stuff these children in? And if he changes the script blindly, it would be strange if Du Yuanlei is willing!

Yang Yi had a sudden inspiration and said, "This is not possible. You have to ask your father first, your father agrees."

"My dad?" Lan Xin tilted her little head and thought for a while. She took Yang Yi's hand and begged, "Uncle Yang, can you call my dad and ask him if he can? He is not at home again."
Chapter completed!
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