Chapter 154 The Evil Ones Complain First
"Murong is still pretending, how ridiculous! Little White Flower has so many tricks now!"
Murong was so angry that he was shaking all over. Looking at Wang Meng's hypocritical look, he raised his hand and slapped him.
“Bang!”
Wang Meng hadn't expected Murong to actually hit someone. She looked at her in shock, "You hit me? As expected, you're angry out of shame, right?"
Zhang Qian also frowned, "Murong, you plagiarized and hit someone, that's really too bad!"
"Haha, even if I'm disqualified from the competition, I'm going to beat you, you bitch, to my heart's content!" After Murong finished speaking, he rushed over and pushed Wang Meng down, and slapped her in the face several times!
Wang Meng didn't react in time. When he came to his senses, he had been slapped several times in the face.
"Ah! Let me go!"
The judges were also stunned.
They had never seen such a bold contestant who hit someone in front of everyone. This was such a disgrace to his image!
"Security, come here quickly and stop her!"
The security guard ran over and controlled Murong.
Qiao Qingci came over slowly and said, "Wait."
"Qingci." Zhang Qian frowned and looked at her coldly, "Your artist beats someone up, and you just stand there and watch?"
"Then why didn't you protect your people when they were beaten?" Qiao Qingci asked back.
Zhang Qian stopped talking.
Murong is so crazy, what if she gets beaten?
Zhang Qian changed the subject: "Take your people and leave. Don't affect the game."
"It seems like it's always you who are affecting the game." Qiao Qingci looked at Zhang Qian with a half-smile, and his eyes were very indifferent, as if she were a stranger.
When Zhang Qian faced Qiao Qingci's gaze, she felt cold all over.
Only then did she realize that Qiao Qingci had such a strong sense of oppression.
Qiao Qingci's gaze shifted away, and Zhang Qian finally came back to her senses. She was able to think for a while, and asked in a cold voice, "Qingci, what do you mean by that?"
She knew very well that this time, even Qiao Qingci would find it difficult to turn the tide.
The biggest problem is the lack of evidence.
Murong looked at Qiao Qingci and suddenly felt safe, but also helpless, because she knew this matter would be difficult to handle. She whispered to Qiao Qingci, "Qingci, why don't we just forget about it? Without evidence, no one will believe us. I'm also very angry. Damn it, this must be Wang Meng's fault, this two-faced bitch! After the game is over, I will make Wang Meng tell the truth."
It's really a simple and crude approach...
Qiao Qingci looked helpless. Mo Yanchu and Murong were siblings, but why were their thinking so different?
"Wang Meng, tell me, you saw Murong go out. What time was it?" Qiao Qingci looked at Wang Meng.
Wang Meng: "It was too late at that time, and I didn't know. I just thought she had gone out for something and would be back soon, but I didn't expect she never came back."
"Really? Then may I ask, would you sleep with the door open?" asked Qiao Qingci.
"Of course not." Wang Meng answered subconsciously.
After saying that, Wang Meng fell silent.
The others also fell into deep thought.
Even if Murong went out late at night, how could she have stolen Zhang Qian's manuscript? It was impossible for Zhang Qian's door to be open.
Assistant Zhang Qian said, "When I left Qianqian's room last night, the door was not closed tightly. I think Murong must have taken this opportunity to get in."
This answer is a bit far-fetched, but it works.
The public's suspicion still lies with Murong.
Qiao Qingci smiled. "So, Murong left her room late at night and accurately found Zhang Qian's room. Coincidentally, the door to Zhang Qian's room was not closed tightly, so she went in and happened to find Zhang Qian's handwritten manuscript. Then she found a place to practice quickly, and the next day she sang it better than Zhang Qian."
These words seem reasonable when read separately, but when heard together, they are so unreasonable that everyone looked at each other silently.
That's too far-fetched!
Wang Meng: "But I think Sister Zhang Qian sings better."
Assistant Zhang Qian immediately followed suit, saying, "I also think Qianqian sings better."
The audience didn't say much, so it's too easy to make subjective judgments about whether the singing was good or bad.
"Okay, then Zhang Qian, you tell me, what is the meaning of these lyrics?" asked Qiao Qingci.
Zhang Qian wasn't stumped and answered fluently, "I was cheated on. My boyfriend, whom I've loved for many years, fell in love with someone else but didn't tell me. I was in pain, but I still congratulated him on finding a new love."
It’s pretty much what the lyrics say.
"Zhang Qian answered very well. I feel like Zhang Qian should be fine."
“I also think this song is quite sad.”
The audience in the audience said one after another.
A hint of pride flashed across Zhang Qian's eyes as she looked at Qiao Qingci. She was curious about how Qiao Qingci would explain next.
Qiao Qingci: "Okay. Are you sure?"
"Yes, I'm sure." Zhang Qian said.
"But this song is not about me being in pain but congratulating him on finding a new relationship. Rather, it's about me being in pain but getting a new life after getting away from a scumbag!" Qiao Qingci's voice was resounding.
Zhang Qian sneered: "Qingci, it's not what you say it is, right?"
"If you don't believe me, you can look at the first word of each paragraph of lyrics and see what they mean when put together." Qiao Qingci looked at the judges.
The judges quickly read it and read it out: "I'm so lucky to lose you, fuck you scumbag."
After reading it, she was stunned.
The audience was also dumbfounded.
Damn, when they think back on it, it seems to be true!
Zhang Qian's face turned pale.
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