Kiss Husband: Sweet Wife Is a Little Crisp

No, the song of the coffin is not necessarily better than her. In just 8 hours, a non-professional singer can't do anything.

Shen Bingzhen is so self-sufficient, he will not lose, he will not lose.

The sound of the guitar, the joy and the lightness...

Dawn finally let go of my heart, but fortunately my sister came.

"How many roads have been taken, how much suffering has been eaten, and the future is lost, we have forgotten the end. You are waiting for the time here. I am guarding my homeland in my homeland... When time slips away, my home is still watching your happiness here. ""

The intertwining of cheerful rap and simple lyrics made them inexplicably sentimental and lost.

When I saw the people on the scene, I couldn’t help but sing the eyes. She sang as if she was born with a charm. What kind of atmosphere she wanted to create would make the whole scene a kind of atmosphere, and it would be easy for people to feel Put it in.

When the last sound of the guitar fell, everyone was silent...

"啪-啪-"

When Dawn was in the palm of his hand, everyone came back from the song and applauded.

In addition to the two judges outside the dawn, they stood up excitedly. "This song is really good, basically it is finished."

The audience sitting at the second scene also felt that the song was more touching.

"Do you think that this song and the album that Shen Bingyan had before, the style is very similar?"

"Don't talk nonsense, are you not a fan of your sister?"

"But, to tell the truth, I feel that the works of the coffin are better. They are at the same time, the same confined space, the things they create are completely different. I have begun to wonder a bit about whether it is plagiarism. Hey something."

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When the judge sat down, Dawn picked up the microphone and asked: "Ling, I have heard about your anecdote in the past few days. I have already identified that you copied the song of Shen Bingzhen, but today, I think this is not the truth of the matter."

As soon as everyone heard the dawn, they looked at him.

Is this the rhythm of doing things? But they also asked the words of their hearts.

The director did not think that Dawn would actually ask such words on the show, this is a live broadcast! Even if Shen Bingzhen really copied the works of Lingbi, he should not say it on the show.

When the coffin heard the sound, it was dawn! I know that he is willing to help himself. "The judges said it well. During this time, I kept silent. It doesn't mean that everyone sees it. What I hear is the truth of the matter."

Lingbi looked at Shen Bingzhen, standing in the background, and continued: "I want to ask Miss Shen to come to the stage and confront me."

The director had nodded and asked the staff to ask Miss Shen Bingyan.

Shen Bingyan’s face became pale when he was stunned. He only felt that his body was shaking. What should he do? How to do?

Originally, it was necessary to count the spirits, but it was to steal the chickens and not eclipse the rice.

When Shen Bingyu walked slowly to the stage, his eyes were a little dodging.

"I want to ask Miss Shen, when you sent Weibo to say that I picked up your manuscript and then wanted to register it for yourself?"

Shen Bingzhen forced herself to calm down and look straight into her eyes. "Yes."

"Okay, then I have to ask you, when did you get your manuscript?"

"Two months ago."

"So, can you talk about the specific date?"