Affectionate male supporting role as individual [Quick Transmigration]

One night before the final recording of "The Voice of Magic", a big event happened.

An account called "Zaoque" posted Song Zesheng's Weibo account, accusing Song Zesheng of using his own original works, and demanded related compensation.

The specific content is as follows: Hello friends, sorry for taking up public resources and everyone’s time. In view of the recent popularity of "Crazy" by @声音听听听, it’s so popular that everyone is singing this song in the alleys, I can’t sit still .

I admit that I am just jealous, I am just jealous, I will tell you one thing now, this song was written by Lao Tzu, and I sold it to Song Zesheng, you idiots have been deceived by Song Zesheng!The evidence is as follows, see for yourself.

Then Zaoque posted screenshots of himself and Song Zesheng buying and selling works.

There is a screenshot of it:

The sound is in my ears: After I bought your work, this work is written by me.You take the money and leave quickly, otherwise don't force him to use shady means.

Early Sparrow: OK.

Song Zesheng became popular on the Internet because of his work "Crazy". Now is the critical period of his career, and he is being followed by countless eyes, big and small.

This □□ quickly climbed the hot search.

Sweet or not; "Let me just say, why did Song Zesheng suddenly improve his level, and was able to write such excellent works, so it is so, so it is..."

Ai went up: "Oh, it's really shameless to buy a work and say that you wrote it yourself."

Tsk tsk tsk; "Actually, it should be said that rich people really do whatever they want. If it weren't for this red-eyed author, we would have been kept in the dark."

Heaven and Earth Kejian No. [-]: "There is no one who is rich, handsome and talented."

Song Zesheng had accumulated a considerable number of fans in the early stage. After seeing this post and the negative comments below, they all exploded.

Life and death: "I didn't say that, his so-called evidence doesn't even have time, are you sure it wasn't from P?"

The voice was unconscious: "Have you forgotten my brother's wonderful performance in the competition? So many shots on the face, my brother's expression is so natural, the emotion is so full, it looks like a manuscript written by myself. How could it be plagiarized?"

The voice is so handsome: "I didn't say that you can write such a wonderful work. If you can write it, why are you so unknown, haha."

Song Zesheng's fans seemed to have finally found the direction to shoot, and they ridiculed Zao Que's personal ability. After a while, tens of thousands of buildings were piled up.

Zao Que replied at this time: I am still such an awesome person.

As he said that, he snapped back some of his own works to the fans.

The fans sneered: "That's it? It's not as good as mine!"

Zaoque released the sales and transaction records of his works again, one of which was the transaction record of a well-known singer's studio, and he sold more than 1000 million.

The voice came unconsciously; "Damn it! You're not afraid that this star's studio will sue you if you have a puppet picture?!"

Shengsheng Xinghe: "Fuck, I exploded!"

The voice came unconsciously: "What's wrong with you?"

Shengsheng Xinghe: "He's so amazing, sister, take a good look at the works posted by this kid. I'm not saying that the quality is as good as "Crazy"."

The voice came unconsciously; "Oh, it's so exaggerated, let me take a look..."

A few minutes later, he subconsciously said: "I admit, this Zaoque is really powerful. However, I still don't believe that my brother is the one who would do such a thing. After all, my brother is so proud."

"So, let's not talk about anything now, just listen to brother's explanation, I believe..."

At this time, Song Zesheng posted a post:

"Crazy" is indeed a work I bought from @早鸟, and I also requested to publish it in my name. The matter has come to this point, and it is useless to say more. In view of my bad behavior, I am currently in the forest with "Magic Voice" Communicate with the director and discuss the matter of withdrawing from the game.

As soon as this news came out, the whole network exploded.

The fans who reacted the most to this incident were Song Zesheng's fans. Before the incident, they threw their blood for their brother, charged into battle, and fought with Heizi for three days and three nights. In the end, they were not defeated by the enemy, but defeated by their own beliefs.

Song Zesheng's speech made everything they did extraordinarily funny.As a result, more than half of the fans turned black, insulting Song Zesheng's ancestors for eighteen generations.

The previous incident of stealing works also had a different definition because of this incident.Although there is no evidence, most people think that Xue Ciyao was targeted by Song Zesheng.

After all, Song Zesheng didn't like Xue Ciyao before, and the camera captured Song Zesheng's gloomy expression looking at Xue Ciyao several times.

Love desires life, evil desires death.

It is embarrassing that the once bright star fell at an unexpected speed before rising.

And because of Song Zesheng's retirement, Xue Ciyao's debut at c position was a certainty.

During this period of time, people only paid attention to two things. The first: who is Zaoque.Second: scold Song Zesheng.

However, Xue Ci's koi physique, which was packaged by the team as "the saltier the fish, the luckier" because of his uncooperative morality, unexpectedly attracted another wave of fans inexplicably.

On the closing night of "The Voice of Magic", Chao Yu, who had been hiding at home, posted on Weibo and started the live broadcast.

His black fans are always paying attention to the news, brushing up words such as "Song Zesheng is shameless" in the barrage.

Chaoyu was wearing a black suit today, with pomade on his hair, delicate makeup on his face, and a bouquet of roses in his hand.

On his expressionless face, today's unexpected curvature was soft.

"Am I handsome?" Chao Yu pointed the camera at his face, and wiped a hair that fell on his forehead to his head.

The bullet screens said he was flirtatious, scolded him to hang out, Chaoyu just frowned, "Today is a good day, I don't care about you."

"However, remember to say blessings later."

"Blessing? Blessing you to die?"

"Go away, trash!"

In normal times, if you see these news, you might fight someone for [-] rounds.

But this time, he was just silent.

He walked out of his villa, there was a helicopter parked outside, and there were rows of bodyguards, and Chao Yu sat in.

The black fans were left speechless for a while by Chaoyu's unintentional flaunting of his wealth, and passers-by who came in unintentionally asked him, "What are you doing?"

"What to do?" Chao Yu muttered to himself, he touched the petals of the rose, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, "I'm going to experience the most important moment in my life."

Obviously he was a mean and arrogant person, but at this time he was dressed up, with the nervous anticipation visible in his eyes, and finally he had the appearance he should have at this age.

It's hard to say that people can't take their eyes off.

Black powder is still black powder, but the words that come out of the mouth are much cleaner.

Escorted by bodyguards, Chaoyu returned to the recording site of "The Voice of Magic" again. When he entered, he caused a commotion, but was soon suppressed by his ability.

He came a bit late, Xue Ciyao had already won the trophy, Song Xingchen held Xue Ciyao's hand unexpectedly, and there was a salute on the stage, saying something that seemed to be apologetic.

Chaoyu didn't care about this, he fixed the live broadcast at a perfect angle, then walked up to Song Xingchen with a rose in his hand, and knelt down on one knee.

He raised his head and looked at Song Xingchen's chin, "Song Xingchen, there is nothing wrong with a man being with a man, I am capable enough to meet all your demands."

"Song Xingchen, I like you."

Song Xingchen who was confessed seemed to be shocked, his eyes and mouth were wide open, his face was pale, and he was in a state of petrification.

It took him a long time to react, "Although I don't know why you like me, but I'm a straight man."

"You..." Chao Yu still wanted to speak, but Song Xingchen interrupted him, "Besides, why did you say it when Xue Ciyao and I announced that we were together?"

As he said that, he lowered his head and gently kissed Xue Ciyao's cheek with his eyebrows and eyes.

"Song Zesheng, I don't know how much you hate Xue Ciyao, but I hope you are a man anyway and don't get along with girls, and I also hope that you don't abandon your self-esteem and become a shameless third party."

Song Xingchen's eyes are all serious at the moment, thinking of a persuasive senior.

And Chaoyu's pupils shrank suddenly, and the fingers holding the bouquet turned white, "Are you with Xue Ciyao?"

"Well, Xue Ciyao's identity as a girl has already been announced, Song Zesheng, you can't do anything, stop it."

"Song Zesheng, Xue Ciyao and I are in love with each other. She is willing to disguise herself as a man for me. I can't let you down..."

"Snapped--"

Chao Yu punched Song Xingchen on the chin.

The brightly blooming roses directly crushed Song Xingchen's face.

He covered his face with his hands, his face was expressionless, his eyes were cold, and the rose thorns in his hands and the blood he pinched were all over his face.

Like a murderer who just stepped out of a horror movie.

"I'm an idiot."

As he spoke, he kicked Song Xingchen in the stomach, beating him to the ground, with blue veins popping out of his face.

"Ah!" Xue Ciyao shrieked while covering her head.

The crowd finally reacted.

"Quick! Pull them away!"

"Call the police, hurry up and call the police!"

"Fuck, one person can't control it, two more, this fucking person will be beaten to death!"

The farce ended with the rushing away medical vehicles and ambulances.

Of course, Song Xingchen went to the hospital, while Song Zesheng went to the police station.

"...So, can't you confess your confession and beat someone in anger?" The female police officer held a baton and asked Song Zesheng, looking at Song Zesheng whose hands and feet were baked.

"What do you think?" The blood on Chao Yu's face had already dried up, his eyes were cold and fierce.

"Fuck!" The female police officer is Song Xingchen's fanatical fan, furious at Chaoyu, "You think you are capable, don't you?! Who do you think you are, if you like him, he must accept your confession? Who do you think you are? !"

"I'm nobody." Chao Yu said with a gloomy expression, "But Song Xingchen must accept me."

"Why did he accept you?"

"..."

The female police officer held her baton tightly, and said with a sneer, "Damn it, why does he accept you, a good young man who has a girlfriend and a smooth career?!"

Chao Yu looked at the female police officer with blood-red eyes, and suddenly laughed loudly: "This is what Song Xingchen owes me."