Reborn King of Marketing

As soon as Xiao Liu's words came out of his mouth, the entire studio hall suddenly became noisy.

Everyone believed it to be true and accused Wang Xiaomin of plagiarism.

Wang Xiaomin's face turned pale in shock, and her autumn-like eyes were full of anger and unwillingness.

"Master Xiao Liu, you, you clearly know who created this song, why are you lying?"

At this moment, Xiao Liu had put aside the last of his morality and said shamelessly, "Yes, I know, Gao Xiaojun composed the music and lyrics, and you plagiarized other people's works!"

Wang Xiaomin's face was ashen, she shook her head sadly and indignantly, and tears fell to the ground.

"You, why, why are you doing this!"

Director Xie and Mr. Wang looked embarrassed. They looked at each other. Mr. Wang stepped forward and put his arms around Wang Xiaomin's shoulders and said softly.

"Xiao Min, forget it, apologize to them and go home with your aunt!"

Director Xie said loudly, "This may be a misunderstanding. We will continue to investigate. Let's ask the judges to choose today's winner!"

"No, I did not plagiarize. I know that no one can prove my innocence at this moment, so I will prove it in my own way!"

After Wang Xiaomin said this, she glanced at Gao Xiaojun and Xiao Liu angrily, then moved her gaze to where Zhang Xuebing was sitting, and found that there was nothing there.

She turned around suddenly and ran towards the dragon pillar in the studio, as if she was going to die to prove her innocence.

Mr. Wang shouted, "Save her, stop her!"

But the people around him were far away, and many people had already made moves to block and chase him, but it was too late.

Seeing Wang Xiaomin dashing towards the huge pillar without hesitation, the peerless beauty passed away in just a moment.

Suddenly, like lightning, a figure came out from behind the pillar and stood in front of Wang Xiaomin.

At this moment, Wang Xiaomin had no time to turn, and her head hit the man's soft abdomen.

The man screamed and fell to the ground on his back, and Wang Xiaomin also fell on him due to inertia.

The two of them were touching each other, breathing together. After Wang Xiaomin felt dizzy for a while, she finally saw clearly that this person was Zhang Xuebing, who had disappeared from the stage.

Wang Xiaomin felt his breathing and heartbeat, and suddenly felt a palpitation in her heart. Her pale face instantly turned red with embarrassment, and she subconsciously said, "Why is it you!"

Zhang Xuebing smiled bitterly and said, "If it weren't for me, you would have hit a pillar. If you didn't get up quickly, I would have almost suffered internal injuries from you!"

Zhang Xuebing was hit hard this time. Although he was joking, the sharp pain in his chest and abdomen was no joke. He knew in his heart that his internal organs might have been misplaced.

He couldn't help but complain that Wang Xiaomin was really a sincere and silly girl. Was she worth killing for a song?

Wang Xiaomin hurriedly pulled Zhang Xuebing up. When she saw him, her grievances burst out. She threw herself into his arms and cried like a pear blossom with rain and lotus weeping with dew.

"Cry, if crying is useful, why do you need the law?" Gao Xiaojun said sarcastically and walked over.

He looked at Wang Xiaomin hugging Zhang Xuebing, with a more vicious look in his eyes, and the guy said with a proud face.

"Wang Xiaomin, for the sake of my colleagues, I will give you a chance and apologize to me, and I will exempt you from prosecution!"

At this moment, Mr. Wang and Director Xie also came over. Seeing that Wang Xiaomin was fine, they all breathed a sigh of relief. No one was killed.

The awareness of intellectual property rights is not very strong these days. There is a lot of plagiarism in the music industry, and in the end it always ends up being ignored.

Director Xie planned to make peace with Xi Ni, so he immediately lowered his voice and said.

"You are all colleagues in the same group. Don't make too much trouble. I think Xiao Wang will apologize to Xiao Gao and let this be settled!"

The proud smile on Gao Xiaojun's face became a little brighter, he nodded and said, "Since Mr. Taiwan President has said it, then I will give you face and apologize. I'll be waiting!"

Wang Xiaomin raised her head with red eyes, coughed angrily, pointed her halberd at Gao Xiaojun and said, "Go ahead and dream, I would rather die than admit that this song has anything to do with you!"

Director Xie's face looked a little ugly, and he said solemnly, "Xiao Wang, when things have reached this point, why bother? I think we should just forget it. You go to rest first and wait until your mood stabilizes before we talk!"

At this moment, Zhang Xuebing suddenly blocked Wang Xiaomin from behind and said calmly.

"If someone needs to apologize today, then this person is not Wang Xiaomin, but Gao Xiaojun!"

"What, you asked me to apologize? Why, she copied my song and asked me to apologize in turn? Is this justified?"

Gao Xiaojun said with an angry look.

Zhang Xuebing approached step by step, and Gao Xiaojun subconsciously stepped back. Seeing that he was about to retreat to the edge of the stage, the guy suddenly shouted loudly.

"This guy is causing trouble. Where is the security guard? Come and catch him quickly!"

Director Xie did not expect such a chaos to occur. He turned around and glared at Wang Xiaomin, stopped Zhang Xuebing and said in a stern voice.

"Don't interfere with the work of our station. Come and take a rest with Xiao Wang!"

Zhang Xuebing ignored Director Xie, turned around to face the audience, and suddenly said loudly.

"I can prove that this song was not written by Gao Xiaojun!"

Thousands of people in the audience and on the stage let out bursts of sighs, and someone stood up and asked loudly.

"Who are you, and why can you prove it?"

Zhang Xuebing showed no fear in the face of thousands of spectators, kept a calm smile, picked up a microphone and spoke softly.

"Because I am the author of this song!"

This sentence caused even greater backlash, and everyone in the audience was in an uproar.

"Haha, the forest is really big and there are all kinds of birds. Today, so many people said that this song was made by him. Who does this song belong to? It seems that the TV station should give an explanation!"

"Yes, we are here to watch the game, and your station can't even figure out the copyright of a song. What is this?"

Gao Xiaojun came to the edge of the stage waving the magazine and shouted loudly.

"Everyone can see clearly, I have evidence. My work has been published in this magazine a long time ago. This is the most powerful evidence!"

Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Xuebing stretched out his hand like lightning and snatched the magazine over. He opened the page and saw that the song was indeed published on it. The author listed in the column was Gao Xiaojun.

Zhang Xuebing frowned and took a closer look at the cover of the magazine. The date on it was from a few days ago, and he burst into laughter.

He pointed to the date above and said, "If this date were a few days ago, I have nothing to say, but this date is only a few days ago. After you listened to my song on the rooftop of my house, you plagiarized and published it, come on

Being the first to arrive is really shameless!"

Gao Xiaojun squinted his eyes with a hint of coldness, "Where's your evidence? How do you prove that I've heard the song you sang?"

At this moment, Wang Xiaomin lowered her voice and said, "Director Li and Master Wang can't be contacted. Zhao Jie asked for leave and went home. No one can prove it now!"

Zhang Xuebing chuckled and said, "No one can prove what they are afraid of. Of course I have a way to prove it!"