After entering the book, I no longer want to be a substitute

When Su Lin heard her words, he felt a little embarrassed, but he quickly adjusted his attitude, as if it was natural for him to do this.

"I didn't take anything else from you. I put it away nicely for you. I just need you to tell me why you hid her sheet music."

Yunxiu looked confused, but then he understood what he wanted to express and slowly regained his usual calmness.

She took a step forward. They were very close and could clearly see the emotions in each other's eyes.

Yunxiu no longer had the respect she once had, nor did she have that trace of attachment. She spoke without emotion, making it obvious that she was distancing herself from him.

"Her things?" Yunxiu asked back, her tone stinging. She took the paper and held it up for him to see. "Do you have any evidence? This sheet music is in my desk, and the handwriting is completely consistent with my usual habits. And you're accusing me of hiding someone else's things? Do you want to listen to what you're saying?"

Su Lin was a little angry. He had originally planned to talk to her nicely, but Yun Xiu was so excited that he felt that she had something to hide.

But at the same time, a strange feeling spread in her heart. She didn't seem to be quibbling, but questioning.

In fact, Yunxiu did question him because she could guarantee that this thing was hers.

Su Lin persuaded himself to calm down, and finally softened his tone and said, "I don't mean to blame you. I just can't find the last part of the content, and I'm a little anxious."

Yunxiu thought about it and suddenly realized that the music score was incomplete. Part of it was with her and the other part was with Su Lin. Su Lin didn't know that the missing part was with Yunxiu.

But, isn't this her handwriting?

It is true that she was wearing it, but the original owner's writing habits had a strong personal style. Was there no need for Yunxiu to imitate Meng Yao even in writing a single word?

Thinking about it carefully, it doesn't make sense. Why would Meng Yao leave the music score with her? Judging from Su Lin's reaction, this should be quite important. She wouldn't be so careless.

Besides, Yunxiu has been learning piano since he was a child. Isn’t it strange that he can write a score?

Yunxiu finished thinking and said, "Meng Yao told you in person that she wrote this herself?"

Su Lin didn't understand why she asked this. Is there any need to explain it? If it wasn't written by Meng Yao, could it be written by her, Yunxiu?

He adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said firmly, "Yes, she wrote it. She gave me the first half three months ago and said she would give me the second half in a month. But it just so happened that something happened to her during those few days..."

When the man spoke of this, his voice became softer, and it was not difficult to tell that he was still sad and depressed.

Yunxiu was speechless. He felt that the men in this world had their intelligence forcibly lowered by the system. They seemed to speak without any problems, but in fact, they were full of problems.

"Really? She wrote it while sitting next to you, and you saw it with your own eyes? Aren't you curious why the second half was left with me?" Yunxiu was both amused and angry, and she threw most of the sheet of music back to her.

Su Lin instinctively reached out to catch it, his pupils contracting violently, "What are you throwing around!"

Yunxiu raised his hand and pointed at his forehead, "Let me ask you, don't you get tired of pretending to be so smart and calm every day?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Are you being stupid again?" Su Lin was used to Yun Xiu's throwing tantrums, and he thought it was normal to be scolded.

Yunxiu: "Let me ask you, which eye did you see it with?" As she spoke, she reached out and took off Su Lin's glasses.

Su Lin was a little nearsighted, and he felt a little uncomfortable when his glasses were suddenly taken off. He didn't expect Yun Xiu to be so rude. He didn't react at first and stared at her for a few seconds.

Yunxiu had already come closer, reaching out to gouge out his eyes. For the first time, Su Lin's heart started beating wildly, and he turned his head away, barely dodging it.

Yunxiu stopped talking and said, "You think Meng Yao wrote it, right?"

Su Lin didn't care about the glasses anymore and squinted at her, "Yunxiu, what do you want to say?"

"I'm afraid I have to disappoint you. This song doesn't belong to her." Yunxiu held the glasses in his hand and had no intention of returning them to him.

Su Lin felt that she was deceiving herself. It was such a late hour and she was still talking nonsense. He seemed a little tired and said, "Can you please stop making trouble? Give me the glasses."

Yunxiu didn't argue with him. He watched him take his glasses away and put them back on. "I wrote this, not Meng Yao."

Some of the settings are obviously intentional. Yunxiu's side job is art. He has written more advanced songs than this and won many awards, big and small.

If her guess was correct, this song was written by Yunxiu. As for why it was believed to be written by Meng Yao, it was probably because Meng Yao herself lied. She couldn't write it, so she could only use Yunxiu's original manuscript.

Yunxiu is a person who has to stop for a while after writing the first half, otherwise it is easy to write in a confused manner and the effect will not be so good.

The moment she finished speaking, Su Lin put his glasses back on, and his vision became clear again. The face that looked similar to Meng Yao came into his sight.

He just thought Yunxiu was talking nonsense and had no intention of proving it. "I didn't come here for any other reason. It's just that this song is very important to me. I want to find the small part that I lost."

"You think I tore it up?" Yun Xiu didn't beat around the bush and understood his thoughts. "Su Lin, didn't you hear me? I wrote it, not Meng Yao. It's okay if you have problems with your eyes, but do you have problems with your ears?"

She asked seriously, not as if she was acting. Su Lin was a little unsettled for a moment. "Don't talk nonsense. How could you possibly write that? Calm down first. Think about where you lost the rest..."

Yunxiu didn't expect him to be so stubborn, and his filter for Meng Yao was a bit too strong.

"Su Lin, you don't have to believe me," Yun Xiu said, staring into his eyes. "Just take this manuscript back and compare it with the previous one. She hasn't had time to copy it yet, so the handwriting must be different."

Su Lin understood what he meant. He lowered his head uncertainly, looking at the torn sheet of music. "Are you trying to say that Meng Yao plagiarized your work?"

What plagiarism or not? Maybe Yunxiu was threatened.

This system is damned. Why doesn’t it let her know such an important thing?

But no matter what, judging from the current situation, Meng Yao is definitely the one lying, and Yun Xiu is the original creator of this song.

Yunxiu was about to explain, but Su Lin quickly denied it, "Impossible, she wouldn't be like that. Xiuxiu, Meng Yao is already very unfortunate, can't we respect her?"

Even if Yunxiu had a perfect temper, he would be irritated. Why did he just refuse to listen?

"What the hell are you talking about? I'm being disrespectful!" Yunxiu regretted not blinding him earlier, feeling furious. "What's wrong? Are you feeling guilty too? You don't dare to compare?"