"Xiao Qing." Ji Chengdong opened the door and came in. His face was full of joy. It seemed that he was also very satisfied with the effect.

"Cheng Dongge." Seeing Ji Chengdong coming, Zhao Xiaoqing immediately stood up and said, "you're coming."

"Yes." Ji Chengdong reached out and gave Zhao Xiaoqing a big hug: "my big star."

"Brother Cheng Dong will make fun of me." Zhao Xiaoqing pursed her mouth and smiled shyly. "I'm a star. I just want to do my job well."

"So modest." Ji Chengdong reached out and pinched the tip of Zhao Xiaoqing's nose, smiled and said, "everyone is very satisfied with your song."

"That's the song I wrote to brother Cheng Dongge," said Zhao Xiaoqing. "I'm sorry to let so many people hear it."

"Silly girl." For Zhao Xiaoqing's words, Ji Chengdong even felt comfortable: "by the way, I have a good thing to tell you."

"What good thing?" Zhao Xiaoqing blinked and asked.

"The company is ready to push you." Ji Chengdong said: "let you march in an all-round way from three aspects of film, television and songs."

"We have already made a TV play, and we will make a script suitable for you to make a movie." Ji Chengdong said: "in terms of singing, at present, it seems that everyone recognizes your composing strength and singing. You can write a few more songs and the company will make an album for you to promote."

"Hearing that Ji's entertainment wanted to push her and tailor-made movies for her, Zhao Xiaoqing almost laughed, but when she heard that she had to write songs, Zhao Xiaoqing felt nervous.

"What's the matter?" Seeing that Zhao Xiaoqing was not as happy as he expected, Ji Chengdong asked, "what's the problem?"

"Brother Cheng Dong, I'm not a particularly talented person." Zhao Xiaoqing knows that this kind of thing can't be concealed. It's better to make it clear first: "that song was written after I poured all my thoughts on you. It's also very difficult for me to write behind. That feeling is too painful, I"

Zhao Xiaoqing pursed her mouth and looked sad to cry.

"I really don't want to disappoint brother Cheng Dong, but I" Zhao Xiaoqing pursed her mouth and looked at Ji Chengdong.

"Silly girl." Looking at Zhao Xiaoqing like this, Ji Chengdong's heart trembled: "it's all right. I won't force you. It doesn't matter. It's the same when we look for the gunman."

"Gunman?" Zhao Xiaoqing blinked and asked, "is this OK?"

"It doesn't matter." Ji Chengdong said, "I'll arrange it."

"Isn't this immoral?" Zhao Xiaoqing pretended to be lofty by pressing the joy in her heart. "Is this cheating fans?"

"Little fool, look at those singers who boast of their pure originality. How many of them are really songs written by themselves? They are all looking for gunmen. Since the formation of this industry proves that it is reasonable to exist." Ji Chengdong smiled and said, "besides, fans like you. As long as you sing to them, they all like you."

"Even if we were looking for a gunman, we paid for it." Ji Chengdong said: "some of those fans know music and look at your face. You are so beautiful. It's their honor to let them look at you and let them listen to you sing."

"Brother Cheng Dong, I'm not that good." Zhao Xiaoqing lowered her head and pursed her mouth.

"You are the best." Ji Chengdong saw this and wanted to swallow Zhao Xiaoqing into his stomach. He pressed him under his body and spoiled him: "Xiaoqing, you deserve the best."

"Don't worry, this time I will hold a meeting immediately and give you a good operation, which will make you very popular!" Ji Chengdong promised.

"Yes!" Zhao Xiaoqing looks at Ji Chengdong with bright eyes. It seems that the fame and benefits that everyone is crazy about are close at hand for her.

However, Zhao Xiaoqing and Ji Chengdong never imagined that the slap came so fast.

Zhao Xiaoqing's heat didn't go down during the day. At five o'clock in the evening, the deer racing official issued a propaganda song.

As a starring and songwriter, Xia Xiaowei landed on her microblog, forwarded the promotional song, and left a message: as a songwriter for the first time, she is also a heroine for the first time. She is very nervous. I hope you can like Bixin.

As we all know, Zhulu is the biggest production of rongran entertainment this year, and it also uses new actors. When the stills were exploded before, the starring actress in the play tore up the new drama owner of Ji's entertainment at the opening ceremony together with Lu Enron, President of rongran entertainment. Because of the correct speech of three outlooks, it also won the support of many stores and supporters of small original brands.

Now, as soon as this promotional song is released, it has triggered a new upsurge. Are the two sides going to face each other?

They all send propaganda songs on the same day. What's this for?

After watching the lively people click into the video, they are first made by the big audience, the excellent clothes, and the Yan value of the protagonist shows a wave. Then this highly similar soundtrack makes everyone consciously bring a small stool and cut a piece of watermelon, silently acting as a melon eater.

Even laymen will find problems with these two tunes.

The prelude is exactly the same. Although there are differences in the back, it is also the kind of serial car accidents.

Plagiarize!

Proper plagiarism!

But who copied who?

I don't know.

Ji's entertainment also knew about it at the first time. Ji Chengdong found Zhao Xiaoqing who was still dreaming with a dark face. Until this time, Zhao Xiaoqing didn't know that Zhulu also released a promotional song on the same day.

After watching the whole video, Zhao Xiaoqing's mind is blank.

"Xiao Qing, what's going on?" Ji Chengdong looked at Zhao Xiaoqing and asked.

"I don't know." Zhao Xiaoqing's face was blue and white for a while.

Damn Xia Xiaowei, can't you see her like this?

Do you have to hurt her to be happy!

"Don't know?" Ji Chengdong frowned: "how can you not know? Do you know that I have invested a lot of effort in you, and the company has invested so much in you, and you are now"

"Brother Cheng Dong, I really don't know." Zhao Xiaoqing's hand pinched her fist and said, "I really wrote this song. You know how difficult it is for me to write."

"Hearing Zhao Xiaoqing say so, Ji Chengdong didn't say anything more. He only asked at the end," did Xia Xiaowei copy you? "

"Xiao Wei?" Zhao Xiaoqing blinked with a drum in her heart. Her face was still unbelievable: "no"