The mermaid said that if I didn't love him, he would die (Part 1) "This...



The mermaid said that if I didn't love him, he would die (Part 1) "This...

Um?

What is this fish thinking?

I closed the file and began to think seriously about whether the love I usually expressed for my assistant was too subtle.

"Need I remind you? I'm not single."

Yu Ren blushed and nodded, saying firmly, "I know! But please give me a chance!"

"impossible."

After being rejected by me like this, Yu Ren was not discouraged. Instead, he stared at me with his ocean-like eyes, his cheeks flushed, and his eyes eager, "But I have already decided that you are my destined lover. You can reject my confession, but you cannot confiscate my right to love you."

"Every time I think of what you taught me that day, I always feel ashamed of my narrow-mindedness. Before I met you, I didn't believe there was a person like you in the world. It was like living under the sea for years and not believing there was such a bright and warm sunshine in the world."

He folded his hands and pressed them against his chest, speaking in a strange and pleasant tone, as if he was reciting, "I love you, and I will pursue you until the end of my life."

I was almost laughing out of anger.

How come I didn’t realize that this fish was so shameless?

"I told you, it's impossible."

I pressed the call bell and stood up, looking at him coldly.

"I already have a lover. After a while, we will get married and I will let the whole world cheer and celebrate our wedding."

"And you, after I clearly rejected you many times, still pestering me. This is not affection, it's harassment."

There were two knocks on the door, and the assistant walked in. "Boss, what are your plans?"

I walked to the assistant and said to Yu Ren coldly, "I hope you can recognize your identity."

"Besides, I am your superior's superior. You don't need to report directly to me regarding matters concerning you."

Yu Ren looked at me, then at the assistant, with a hint of tears in his eyes, but he suppressed them again. He clenched his fists and said, "I won't give up. I will let everyone know how much I love you and how well we match each other."

He left resolutely.

I sat back in my boss chair with a headache and pressed my forehead.

"Boss, did you call me here just to let me listen to your rival's declaration of war?"

I looked up at him and said, "I want to let you know the situation in advance to avoid any misunderstanding."

The assistant walked behind me and asked, "Would you like me to press the xue position for you?"

"Okay." I was a little surprised and teased, "What else don't you know?"

"I can only massage the head. If you like, I can learn other parts of the body." The assistant took out white gloves and I held his wrists before he put them on.

“No need to wear it.”

"Okay." He said, and his warm fingers fell on my temples on both sides. It was so comfortable that it was unbelievable. I closed my eyes and couldn't help but sigh.

In the darkness, I heard a hint of laughter in his voice, "It seems that your mysophobia is not that serious anymore."

“It’s still serious,” I closed my eyes, feeling his fingers scrape across my eyes, “but it’s okay if it’s you.”

***

Half a month later, the variety show began recording.

This recording was broadcast live throughout.

Live streaming is prone to accidents, but it can also attract a lot of attention, especially the task interactions of "Creators", which have always been known for their "high quality" and "high difficulty". Many famous paintings, songs, sculptures, designs, etc. were created step by step in this program, in one question after another, under the witness of the audience. The shock brought by this sense of witnessing is unparalleled.

Therefore, on the day the variety show was broadcast, the popularity of the live broadcast room exploded.

The theme of this variety show is music, and seven creators from different fields and a mysterious guest were invited.

This mysterious guest is naturally Yu Ren wearing a mask.

The seven creators, in addition to Chong Huan, include an inheritor of intangible cultural heritage ancient musical instruments, a national-level veteran arranger, a drama actor, a popular young actor, and two less famous singers.

After Chong Huan entered the room, he began to greet everyone. When he asked the names of the two young singers, he was stunned for a moment, as if he was reminiscing, and the smile on his face froze for a moment.

The female singer smiled but didn't really smile, and asked in a concerned tone, "Brother Zhong, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell? Your face suddenly looks so ugly."

The male singer said sarcastically, "Brother Zhong, we haven't met before, right? I shouldn't have offended you before, right?"

Of course Chong Huan would be stunned for a moment.

Because these two singers were the ones whose songs he plagiarized, blocking their path to ascension.

What makes them different from others is that the two of them had already polished the song and even played it for people around them, and were only left with fine-tuning it, when they found out that their unreleased new song had already been released.

They have suspected many people, even wondered if they were sleepwalking, but they still have no answer.

No one around them believed them, and some even tried to test or tease them by saying that they knew Chong Huan.

They had no evidence and could only watch helplessly as this song, which could very well change their fate, rushed to the top of the charts and became a bright feather on Chong Huan's wings.

Chong Huan quickly calmed down in the face of the two people's sarcasm, and said with a smile, "Sorry, I just suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in my stomach. My stomach has not been feeling well."

His tolerant appearance made the other two seem more aggressive.

Chong Huan has a lot of fans, and seeing this, the live broadcast room was filled with insulting comments directed at the two of them.

This situation continued until the last amateur guest appeared on stage.

When Yu Ren appeared in a mask, the barrage of comments seemed to have been stopped, the screen was blank for a few seconds, and then a huge army of barrages rushed over.

[Oh my god, so handsome! I don’t know why, even though he didn’t even show his face, I just think he’s so good-looking.]

[I think so too! His skin is so white, it seems to be glowing! ]

[Is she a foreigner? Her eyes are actually blue, so beautiful. ]

[Don't you think this person looks familiar? Like so-and-so.]

[Yr, don't get involved! How could such a smart little brother be that ugly guy! ]

Today, Yu Ren was wearing a loose white sweater with a large collar. When he put it on, one could see his thin shoulders and clear collarbones. He looked lazy and relaxed, like an elf who was not of this world.

When Chong Huan saw him, his whole body trembled slightly.

He stared at Yu Ren, almost losing his composure, "Hello, what's your name?"

Yu Ren waved his hand gently.

At this time, the host stepped forward and smiled to explain, "This is our amateur guest. His voice and appearance are a mystery. They will be revealed at the end when we sing the song together."

Chong Huan forced a smile, his eyes still fixed on Yu Ren.

The show started quickly, and after a brief conversation, the show began soon.

The program is divided into three parts. The first level is to identify songs by listening to them, the second level is to answer basic music theory knowledge, and the third level is the highlight, which requires creating songs based on the theme given by the program team.

The program team is very clear about their own advantages. Intrigue is common, but it is uncommon for creators to get together and ignite the fire of inspiration. Therefore, these links are actually just used to liven up the atmosphere. Everyone's songs have a chance to appear, which is equivalent to promoting the creators in the variety show.

In the first two segments, the traditional cultural music of the three veteran artists made the audience feel deeply shocked. Although the songs of the popular young actors were catchy, they were widely sung and the atmosphere was very lively. Even the two young singers, whose original songs were not well-known, had the opportunity to perform on stage. Many audiences found that they were quite good at arranging music and it was very pleasant to listen to carefully.

At the same time, some people raised questions in the barrage.

[I feel this song is a bit similar to the one we sang. ]

[Did you borrow from this? ]

[How are they similar? Don't just copy them. And this song is obviously earlier than Chong Huan's.]

[It's really similar, not in terms of melody, but in terms of style. ]

[Yes, yes, and the style of the lyrics is also very similar. ]

But these comments were quickly drowned out by the other comments.

When it was Chong Huan's turn to sing a song, it turned out to be the song that Yu Ren was accused of plagiarizing.

This song was copied by Chong Huan and is the most famous one.

The fall of the singing king of that year is still vivid in our memory. When this song came out, the barrage of comments almost froze the live broadcast room.

[No matter how many times I listen to it, I still think it sounds great. 】

[Although Yu Ren's voice was edited later, it's really nice and fits the song very well. Could the engineer at the time also edit Chong Huan's voice?]

【What do you mean? 】

[I just think that this song is not as good as the one sung by Yu Yan. ]

【If you can do it, go for it! 】

[Don't be angry, to be honest, Yu Ren's original version is really not as good as Chong Huan's revised version. ]

【Yu Ren is really... ah! 】

Chong Huan straightened his back, a trace of guilt and pride flashed across his face.

Of course he was very proud. He took advantage of the situation and pushed Yu Ren into the abyss with a song. He ascended to the throne by stepping on flesh and blood and watched as Yu Ren's original supporters turned into his fans.

But soon, he probably won't be able to laugh anymore.

The third part is to create on the spot.

The host smiled and said to everyone, "I believe everyone has been waiting anxiously and can't wait to enter the third stage."

"Okay, let's not waste any more time. The theme this time is very simple: 'Lovelor'."

As the host spoke out the topic, Chong Huan's face turned slightly pale.

Lovelorn is not a difficult subject; in fact, it is too simple.

But the problem is that Chonghuan’s first album contains a total of nine songs, all of which are sad love songs about broken love. Even the album title is "Crying Through a Rainy Season".

The number nine is a bit awkward.

Generally speaking, a mainstream singer's official album often contains no less than 10 songs.

So I guess that the love songs about broken love that Chonghuan brought from his previous life probably no longer exist.

At this time, the barrage was still in full swing.

[It’s actually about a broken heart! Who doesn’t know that our Huanhuan is the little prince of sad love songs! ]

【This wave is stable! 】

No one noticed that Chong Huan looked at the subject and swallowed.

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