Affectionate male supporting role as individual [Quick Transmigration]

One o'clock at night.

Chao Yu took the work and waited for Xue Ci to pick it up in the practice room.

Half an hour before the appointed time, Chao Yu turned his pen and wrote a name, "Chao Que", his eyes were as gentle as water.

Chao is his sister's name.

"boom--"

The door burst open suddenly, and it was Xue Ciyao who came in. Beside her were Song Xingchen, director Lin Mu of the program group holding a camera, and Cheng Qing, a cat-eyed boy with a disheveled face.

Chao Yu's eyes swept over one by one, staying on Cheng Qing's eyes for a few more seconds, and pressed the tip of the pen heavily on the vertical line at the end of the word "Que".

"What's the matter?" Chao Yu stood up and raised his eyebrows.

Xue Ciyao took a step forward and put his hands on his chest, "Song Zesheng, stop pretending and hand over Cheng Qing's manuscript, brother Cheng Qing is going crazy."

When she opened her mouth, it was a poisonous needle hidden in gentle words.

Chao Yu was stunned for a moment, and soon understood Xue Ciyao's thoughts,

Xue Ciyao wanted to take advantage of this and use Cheng Qing's hand to get him out.It would be best if he and Cheng Qing could fight and both were eliminated, then she would be the biggest winner.

but……

The corners of Chao Yu's mouth turned upward, and the tuft of hair behind his ear quietly turned white.

Xue Ciyao knew that he didn't follow the rules, and he didn't have to do the task now, even if his head was squeezed by the door, he couldn't do the real thing of stealing the manuscript.

"Xue Ciyao, are you sick? You're talking nonsense." Chao Yu slapped Xue Ciyao's hand away from pulling his arm, with an impatient expression on his face.

Cheng Qing, who was watching from the side, exploded.

This bastard just stole his manuscript, but he treated porcelain delicacies so arrogantly.You know, Ci Yao is his savior, today he had a heart attack while writing, if not for Ci Yao's care, he would have died in the practice room long ago!

Cheng Qing rushed up and stood on tiptoe and grabbed Chao Yu's collar, his fist was about to hit him in the face one centimeter away, his face was gloomy and his eyes were fierce, "Be sensible and apologize quickly."

Chaoyu wrapped his fists, put his knees on his stomach, and looked down at the painful expression on Cheng Qing's face. When his eyes fell on those cat pupils, he quickly looked away, his expression seemed careless, " Who do you want me to apologize to?"

"..."

"Say, I'm listening. Apologize to someone."

Cheng Qing couldn't help taking a step back, but immediately shouted at the top of his voice, "Are you fucking deaf! Of course it's Xue Ciyao!"

"Heh." Chao Yu twitched his lips, and smiled at Director Lin who was staring at him, "Isn't it barbaric for you to suddenly barge in and convict me casually?"

The faces of the three of them froze.

Director Lin was the first to recover, "Song Zesheng, I naturally believe in your character, but we just adjusted the monitoring, and you went into Cheng Qing's practice room a few hours ago. Cheng Qing lost the work he had written."

"Wow!" Chao Yu remained expressionless, "So I stole it?"

"You suddenly rushed in, I thought it was collusion to frame me..." Chao Yu stared at Xue Ciyao with a stiff face, "Could it be true?"

"No, Ci Yao's attitude was a bit extreme just now. We are here to find evidence. After all, you entered the practice room used by Cheng Qing." Song Xingchen coughed, "Song Zesheng, do you dare to ask us to investigate?"

"Okay." He smiled, "What price do you want to pay?"

"I……"

Xue Ciyao had already raised her hand, and interjected, "If Song Xingchen and I hadn't apologized to Brother Shengsheng online."

Chao Yu sat back on the chair, propped his elbows on the table, and took a good rest, "Search."

This arrogant attitude made Cheng Qing almost lose control for a while, and Xue Ciyao and Song Xingchen, who were blocking him, looked ugly. Director Lin smiled as he thought of the popularity of the show.

"Found it!" Xue Ciyao held the manuscript at Chao Yu's hand, and almost broke his voice in excitement, "It has Cheng Qing's signature on it, it's unmistakable, it's Cheng Qing's work."

Cheng Qing tore through the draft of the song, "The name of the song is "Crazy", and this is mine..." The ecstatic expression on his face froze suddenly, his pupils shrank suddenly, his fingers trembled, and he couldn't say the rest.

Chao Yu leaned over, "Your what?"

Cheng Qing's anomaly was obvious to all, and Xue Ciyao and Song Xingchen's heart skipped a beat, always feeling that something bad had happened.

"What's wrong?" Director Lin asked.

What exactly did this proud man of heaven see to show the look of a scourge.

Cheng Qing finally came to his senses, his eyeballs looked at Chao Yu, his face flushed, and he couldn't help swallowing, "This is the "Masterpiece" in my mind."

Song Xingchen was taken aback, "Cheng Qing, what do you mean?"

"The title of the song is yours, and the signature is yours. Isn't this your work stolen by Song Zesheng?"

"'Crazy' is not my patent, whoever is named is Song Zesheng's own wish," Cheng Qing covered his eyes, his voice trembling, "What's more, I can't write such a work at all."

Xue Ciyao: "..."

Song Xingchen: "..."

Director Lin: "..."

Director Lin walked over, wanting to get the manuscript, but Cheng Qing held him tight.Director Lin exerted some strength, and finally grabbed it, "Haha, let me see, what can shock a generation of young songwriters and composers..."

Then, Director Lin was covered in wild grass above.

"You really have a personality." Director Lin's face was tense.

"That's it." Director Lin smiled.

After a few seconds, Director Lin exhaled heavily, "Xue Ciyao, I apologize."

Xue Ciyao: "..."

"No, Director Lin..." Xue Ciyao's eyes were red with anger. There was surveillance and physical evidence, so Song Zesheng said it was not?Did Cheng Qing say no?Why? !

"Shut up!" Director Lin yelled at Xue Ciyao, looking at Chao Yu with fiery eyes, "Song Zesheng, you also know that as the head of the show, you have to deal with things objectively, but I have always admired you. "

He blinked, "So, can we talk about the copyright of this song?"

It can clear up Chao Yu's suspicions and change Director Lin's attitude 180 degrees. Is this song so well written?

Xue Ciyao and Song Xingchen thought in their hearts at the same time

The corner of Chao Yu's mouth raised, "What I most want to hear now is Xue Ciyao's apology."

His expression suddenly stopped, and his voice was cold, "Let's start now."

Xue Ciyao bit her lip and didn't move for a long time, but then she thought about it for some reason, her tense expression became natural, and she was about to open her mouth——

"Wait a minute!" Director Lin said suddenly, "This matter can't be left alone."

"The Voice of Magic" is an online variety show, recorded and broadcasted at the same time, near the end, under the official public account Xue Ciyao's porcelain powder, Song Xingchen's starlight powder, Yu Siqi's Jianxian powder and Song Zesheng's Ersheng powder, and also Any CP fans are very active anyway, they are all waiting for the official account to update the hilarious clips of their idols at [-]:[-] in the morning.

But it was already 03:30, and there was no news.

The majority of cultivators became irritable, and they might explode in a minute. The program team finally released a clip.

The fans who swarmed in were half-dead from the rough editing on their faces, thinking how to scold the program crew to death, but fell into a stormy calm after watching it.

"Look, Song Zesheng has entered your practice room."

On the screen of the simple camera, Xue Ciyao, pointing at the monitoring screen, said in surprise.

At this moment, the camera focused on another person in the monitoring room, Cheng Qing who had a gloomy face and cursed "Fuck".

"So, Song Zesheng stole Cheng Qing's manuscript while he was unconscious?"

It was loud, the voice of the director holding the video camera.As soon as the screen turned, they arrived at Song Zesheng's practice room.

"Song Zesheng, do you dare to let us investigate?" It was Song Xingchen's gentle and stern voice.

"So, what price do you want to pay?" Song Zesheng had an elegant body and a calm face.

The blurry picture does not damage his tall and straight body and arrogance.

The picture is everything again, the focus of the lens is Xue Ciyao and Cheng Qing, and the corner is Song Zesheng's long legs.

"I found it!" Xue Ciyao held the manuscript in Song Zesheng's hand, and almost broke his voice in excitement, "It has Cheng Qing's signature on it, it is unmistakable, it is Cheng Qing's work.

Cheng Qing tore through the draft of the song, "The name of the song is "Crazy", and this is mine..." His expression was blurred through the lens.

When the screen was cut again, it was Cheng Qing's voice swallowing, "This is "God's Work" in my mind."

Cut again, it is still Cheng Qing, "What's more, I can't write such a work at all."

His vision faltered, "Haha, let me see, what can shock a generation of young songwriters and composers..."

"What a personality."

"That's it."

The air was suddenly silent for a few seconds, and Director Lin sighed, "Xue Ciyao, apologize."

The screen goes black.

Just when all the fans thought it was over, the screen lit up, and now it is a high-definition screen.

Xue Ciyao and Song Xingchen stood in front of the camera,

Xue Ciyao clenched her hands tightly, her eyes were red, she looked pitiful, and her voice sounded like she was about to cry, "It's all my fault, I saw Brother Shengcheng Chengqing's practice room on the surveillance, and thought Brother Shengsheng I stole Brother Cheng Qing's manuscript, and when I saw Brother Shengsheng's work was the same as Brother Cheng Qing, I didn't care about anything, right... I'm sorry. Brother Shengsheng, I'm sorry for you!"

Song Xingchen lowered his eyes, with a gentle expression, and lightly patted Xue Ciyao's head with his hand, "I'm sorry, but I was acting emotionally and lacked judgment."

The painting stopped abruptly.

Ten seconds later, the pots exploded one after another.

After the recording, Xue Ciyao wiped away a few tears, and suddenly felt Song Zesheng's half-smile eyes, and quickly hid behind Song Xingchen, and timidly said to Director Lin:

"Director Lin, now, now me, me...what's the matter with Song Xingchen?"

Director Lin did not reply to Xue Ciyao immediately, but turned his head and patted Chao Yu's shoulder affectionately, his eyes were on the work in Chao Yu's hand, "Song Zesheng, what do you think?"

At this time, Chaoyu received a text message from Song Xingchen:

Song Zesheng, don't go too far.

Chaoyu sneered in his heart, but looked at Song Xingchen with a frown on his face, "Song Xingchen, what do you mean?"

He looked distressed and his voice was loud. For a moment, everyone looked at the gentle Song Xingchen.