Fortunately, the man just walked away quickly. If anyone really heard these words, Shen Yi would be afraid that she would be beaten, because then he might choose to watch the show due to personal grudges.

Shen Yi: The above sentence only represents low personal quality and has nothing to do with my career. It is forbidden to be criticized.

Thinking of sending this giant Buddha away quickly, Shen Yi wrapped the pancakes for someone two or three times: "Here."

Come on, sister, don't hinder me from doing my task!

Song Xu looked away and glanced at the man's eyes again in confusion, watching the man's cold and white-knuckled hands hand over what looked like pancakes: "Ang, okay, thank you."

Shen Yi: The tone is too good-natured, a bit like a pretty girl, but it’s just too noisy.

After paying, Song Xugang turned around and turned around quickly, speaking very sincerely: "Brother, you can't do business like this. You have to be more enthusiastic, otherwise there will be no repeat customers."

Shen Yi looked at the person with squinting eyes: I've invited you to sit at my house, but you're not enthusiastic enough? How can you be considered enthusiastic?

After doing the whole show, Shen Yi curled his lips and squinted his eyes, expressing his dissolute side with an inscrutable look on his face: "Yeah."

At this moment, Song Xu felt that he had been hooked again.

In line with the good character that should not undermine people's self-confidence, Song Xu added: "With your temperament, height, and appearance, you are not suitable for making pancakes. You have to act, and it is best to play a police officer."

Shen Yi: If you don’t leave, the police will arrest you!

For the n+1 time, Shen Yi wanted to push the person to the ground, take her back to the police station, and interrogate her to see if she was an enemy undercover agent.

But the girl didn't seem to care about his cold face and disgust, and still wore that bright but sad smile: "Brother, goodbye, I had a great time chatting with you today, and I will come to take care of your business tomorrow."

Shen Yi looked at the figure walking briskly from behind, his expression flashing with speechlessness.

Happy? He is not!

Taking care of him? He doesn’t need it. It’s simply bad luck!

The unwanted person finally left, and Shen Yi regained his composure, but the woman really went to the grass to look for cigarette butts.

Stupid, but really kind!

Song Xu was chewing pancakes and walked past the man in black. The man stared at her with a ferocious look, with a bit of cruelty in his eyes. Song Xu's heart almost jumped out of her chest when he stared at her.

Of course, it's different from the racing heartbeat just now.

Song Xu was so frightened that he could no longer bite the pancake in his mouth, so he immediately sped up and ran forward in two small steps.

Brother, don't beat me!

Song Xu's phone vibrated several times when he opened the door. After returning home, he threw the pancakes on the coffee table and collapsed on the sofa as if he were boneless. Only then did he have a chance to check the messages on his phone.

It didn't matter if she didn't look at it. When she saw it, everything was what she didn't want to see, and the joy she had collected from the outside flew away again.

Clicking on the message sent by the lawyer, it was all about Yishui's contract and claim details. He zoomed in on the number. The series of numbers gave Song Xu a headache. He looked up to the sky and sighed: "Ah——"

Calls from lawyers also came one after another. Song Xu wanted to escape but had no choice but to press the answer button. Song Xu looked like a deflated balloon and spoke in a dead voice: "Hey, Lawyer He."

The tone of the lawyer opposite was very cold: "Ms. Song, let me remind you that tomorrow morning, there will be the first offline mediation regarding the ownership of the copyright of your novel. I hope you will attend on time."

Song Xu was visibly melancholy when he mentioned this matter, with a look of despair on his face: "Okay, Lawyer He, I will be on time."

After cutting off the phone, Song Xu fell into the sofa: "Ah——"

After venting his anger, Song Xu picked up the phone next to him again. When he clicked on the Weibo interface, his gestures paused for a long time and he didn't have the courage to click on it.

Since the copyright issue happened, Song Xu has been avoiding the Internet for nearly three months. She still remembers the attacks and abuses from people on the Internet when the matter was fermenting. All the vicious curses flooded her private messages overnight.

Finally, the girl's eyes were resolute and she made up her mind to click on it.

Just as she expected, 999 strangers' private messages quickly scrolled down the list.

"It's so shameless. You actually plagiarized other people's novels and turned them into movies. You have plagiarized other people's books before, right?"

"Fortunately, I liked your *** before, but I didn't expect that you are a habitual plagiarism offender."

"What a big white lotus. You are so aggrieved, so why don't you come up with evidence? Ren Chuyu generously disclosed the date of creation."

"I used to say that I respect originality, but I actually plagiarized other people's work. You are worthy and worthy of it. It's disgusting. Go to hell!"

"We're halfway through filming the Jinxi entertainment drama, and now it's revealed that you didn't write the script. Do you know how hard it is for my brother? I'm really convinced that I have to deal with someone like you."

Comments like this abound. Three months have passed since the incident, and the heat seems to have not dissipated. There are still so many private messages recently.

However, after three months, her mental endurance was no longer the same.

Compared with the initial collapse and heartache, now she seems to have been settled by time a lot, and she can now browse the insults that are related to relatives and insult her character without any trouble.

Clicking on another Weibo named "Chu Yu", the first Weibo that popped up was Aite's.

"I don't know if there is any misunderstanding in this. Song Ci has always been my favorite author. I also accidentally saw her new script. To say that she, a big writer, plagiarized my novel, a 18th-tier writer, is wrong.

I don’t believe it, but the similarity is so high, I don’t know how to explain it, so I’ll just wait for @松CI himself to explain it. The following is the timeline of the creation of my novel, you can take a look.”

Song Xu didn't care about the stranger's scoldings, but no matter how many times she saw Zhang Chuyu's words, she couldn't help but praise them: "Fuck, green tea bitch."

The others were strangers, but not the 'little author' named Chu Yu. She was her half-sister, the one in the household registration book.

Song Xu lay on the sofa with her legs crossed, pointing at the phone case with her fine nails, and after careful consideration, she clicked on the editor.

"There will be evidence!" She had never been one to swallow her words, and the tough light in her eyes was not reflected by the phone screen.

Song Xu said this more to himself, he will definitely find the evidence!

It seemed that he was suffering from the second grade disease. What popped into Song Xu's mind was a popular saying: This time, I want to take back everything I lost.

The background music also includes the appearance music of "The Temptation of Going Home" when Pinru transformed into Gao Shanshan.

——

Two fingers were clasped on the wooden table, and going up the arm with bulging veins, there was a handsome and cold face.

The sound woke up the two drowsy people, and Shen Yi knocked on the other person's table: "There is a meeting in the conference room."


Chapter completed!