Chapter 25
The boss is actually interested in this kind of thing?
It's no wonder that Xie Yun was confused. The biggest watershed in life is amniotic fluid. Her boss was born into an ancient European family. He had been free and unrestrained since childhood. He was also a genius and had no worldly desires. So she had never seen her boss be particularly enthusiastic about anything.
Xie Yun carefully took his phone back from his boss: "My idol took a screenshot of the time when his inspiration for his creation came. This is the chat history."
Chat history?
Sheng Ning's eyes dimmed a lot: "Yeah."
She took a sip of tea and said nothing more.
Xie Yun ran away quickly. She said, why would the boss be interested in these things? As long as she wanted, who in the entertainment industry hasn't she seen?
After she left, Sheng Ning drank the hot tea quietly for a while, but she always felt that something was boring.
It seems like I have stayed here too long this time, it’s time to go out for a walk again.
She put down the cup and stood up to go back to her room. There was only a big bed in the huge room. The other conspicuous things were the bookcases that reached the ceiling, with no idea how many books were in them, and an extra-large desk.
When passing by the bookcase, Sheng Ning thought of the chat interface that just flashed before his eyes and changed the direction of his toes.
She gently pressed on a bird ornament next to the bookcase, and the bookcase moved silently to both sides, gradually revealing a larger space inside.
It was a collection room several times larger than the bedroom. Each glass cabinet contained strange objects of all sizes, ranging from a butterfly specimen to the skeleton of an unknown creature.
She walked slowly among them, her expression calm, as if she didn't find these things strange at all.
Finally, she stopped in front of a small cabinet in the corner. The dim light illuminated a small item inside that seemed out of place with the surrounding environment: a mobile phone.
Sheng Ning looked at it for a long time, then raised his hand to open the glass cabinet and took out the phone. However, because the phone had been in the cabinet for too long, it was out of battery.
She took out the matching mobile phone charger from the small drawer below, sat on the small workbench in the collection room, plugged it in, and turned on the phone.
Compared with current mobile phone models, mobile phones from many years ago are already very outdated and have very simple interfaces.
She lowered her eyes, her expression calm and serious, as if she was treating a work of art.
The only application left on the entire phone is a small game called raising cubs that cannot be opened.
If she remembered correctly, the chat interface with the child in the game was very similar to the picture she had just seen from the assistant.
She had originally put this matter behind her for many years, treating it as an unrepeatable past, but when she saw it, she couldn't help but think of it.
She had come into contact with many new things in her life, even the AI robots in the intelligent projects of top laboratories at home and abroad, but none of them could make her feel like she was facing a living person like that child.
Because of this, her obsession with this game far exceeds that of other activities.
Later, the game went bankrupt, and she returned to China specially. The news she received was that the boss of that company had passed away. The game was designed by her, and no one knew the core program code. After the boss passed away, the company immediately transformed, and there was no other news.
She found many researchers who wanted to replicate the game, and those people did replicate many versions, but none of them could achieve that effect.
Even if the art program and even the details are the same, the child inside will always be a rigid program code and can no longer accompany her to every corner of the world.
That's why Sheng Ning put the phone away with regret.
She tried clicking on the mobile app, and unlike the others, she was able to open the game.
This was a program she had bought from another programmer in the company, but no matter how she maintained it later, the child seemed to have disappeared and never appeared again.
I should have known this would be the result. The screen seen on the assistant's phone might have been just a replica of the same game interface that a subsidiary had created under her pressure.
Sheng Ning was about to quit, but suddenly saw an update reminder from a month ago in the raising calendar.
She paused.
Since she abandoned the project, it is unlikely that anyone will update the game anymore.
Cub raising calendar update: The cub sets out on a journey to find mom and dad.
Huh? But didn't the child disappear years ago?
Sheng Ning frowned and called the person who was in charge of the reproduction of this project.
The other party was terrified and said, "Mr. Sheng, we haven't moved forward with the procedure since you said it was over."
"Then why is the game updated?"
"Huh?" The person in charge was also confused. "Could it be a program that the developer originally put in? Now at the fixed time, the data will run on its own."
The developer, the one who passed away?
Sheng Ning hung up the phone without getting an answer and fell into deep thought.
How does a tadpole find its mother?
But am I not her mother?
When she started raising a child, the game interface was still blank. She even made a one-to-one replica of the castle she used to live in, imported the data, and gave herself a home in the game.
So what does a mother really mean? Why doesn't she come to find me?
Sheng Ning frowned and put his phone away, not wanting to look at it anymore.
When she walked out of the collection room, Xie Yun, who had already had a great time online, came back: "Mr. Sheng, do you have any plans?"
Mr. Sheng has been here for a quarter, so it stands to reason that he would want to go somewhere else.
Sheng Ning put the bookcase back in place and asked calmly, "What's going on in the country lately?"
"Not much has changed." Xie Yun said, "You mean the company?"
Sheng Ning is not very interested in managing the company. Moreover, since the family is large, except for her main branch, other family branches have their own departments at home and abroad. Her own part is either handed over to professional managers or she becomes a hands-off boss. Anyway, there are many brothers and sisters who want to manage it for her.
As a result, she is actually the most favored one in the entire family. She has no ambitions, and this attitude towards life determines that everyone has some friendship for her.
Xie Yun guessed his boss's thoughts: "Do you want to go back to your country?"
Sheng Ning, who was about to nod, thought of the phone and thought for a moment: "Let's talk about it, let's change places."
So this was the plan before?
Xie Yun sensitively discovered that her boss seemed different today. Usually, she was indifferent to everything and would not show any expression even when angry, but now her boss seemed obviously unhappy.
Did he offend her at the ski resort just now?
"Mr. Sheng." She immediately admitted her mistake. "I won't make loud noises again next time. Sorry."
Sheng Ning raised his eyes calmly: "What?"
Huh? Isn't that the case?
Xie Yun was confused.
"It's not a bad thing to have something you love." Sheng Ning sat down at the desk, her slender fingertips slowly sliding across the delicate globe beside her. Her brows closed slightly, and after counting to five seconds, her fingertips paused. She stroked for a moment, "At least I have a goal."
Xie Yun breathed a sigh of relief and watched her movements, knowing that she had gotten the answer. Because usually when Mr. Sheng didn't know where to go, he would take out the globe and point to wherever he wanted to go. "So where are we going this time?"
When Sheng Ning saw the position clearly on the globe, he was stunned.
After several seconds, he seemed to smile and said, "Go back home."
Compared with my previous extreme sports attempts of climbing mountains and diving into the sea, the place I went to this time seemed quite mild. The climate in the south of China should be pretty good.
Xie Yun felt slightly relieved.
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Back home, Tian Zijin couldn't sleep the entire night. After sending his angry agent away, his eyes were red. "You said there was no evidence. Look, if this isn't evidence, what is it? What am I going to do with so much liquidated damages? Will it bankrupt me?"
Simple plagiarism would be fine, but he made too much money from this song. Whether it was endorsements or past copyrights, he had to pay the penalty to each company one by one, which meant he was working for nothing.
The system also suddenly felt that something was wrong.
Tian Zijin's luck was being lost at such a fast rate that it was impossible for him to come up with the best solution.
In fact, the system is not responsible for this. In the past, as long as each host could absorb the luck of all the main characters, the entire world would be under their jurisdiction.
Only this time something went wrong. They were only responsible for absorbing luck, so they had no knowledge of public relations, and no entity or experience to get involved in real-world affairs.
The more people curse him online, the less room Tian Zijin has to exploit.
"There's only one last resort," the system said, "Go find Sheng Ning."
"Didn't you say that she can't be easily reached?"
"Think of a way," the system scolded. "She also has a company in China. Even if you don't get involved in the entertainment industry, if you can get her luck, you can develop freely both domestically and internationally. Don't be so bound by this little benefit."
With Sheng Ning's family business, the entertainment industry is not something that can be presented to the public in her eyes. Why should she be obsessed with it?
If you want to know her whereabouts, you can only try your luck by going to her company in China.
It turns out that the system is only ineffective for those few people, and it can still absorb the energy for others at will.
Even though he has a bad reputation on the Internet, in real life, as long as Tian Zijin gets close to him, ordinary people have no resistance at all and can easily get relevant information.
"I heard that our President Sheng will be back soon, but I'm not sure about the exact date."
"Did you hear that?" the system said proudly, "The heavens are helping you."
But Tian Zijin just felt a little uneasy: "She won't show up in the same situation as Luo Yao, right?"
The system was silent for two seconds: "You haven't come into contact with it yet, so theoretically, no."
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Thanks to the clarification of the plagiarism incident, Luo Yao quickly obtained resources for many music programs.
Everyone knows that he has been badly suppressed by Tian Zijin in the past two years. Now that his injustice has been redressed, Tian Zijin's past actions of snatching resources seem to be a case of "there is something fishy here to cover up the truth". Therefore, many programs or variety shows that originally planned to cooperate with Tian Zijin chose to terminate the contract and turned their attention to Luo Yao.
Not to mention that Luo Yao seems to be a hot search topic recently, and is tied to Xiao Fusheng and Kan Qi. The media will all look for traffic.
In addition, Luo Yao had already agreed to resume her activities in order to raise her child, so Brother Hui has been very busy screening programs recently.
"There's a pretty big music festival that originally wanted Tian Zijin, but now that he's down and there's no news, the audience naturally isn't buying it anymore," Hui said. "The organizers want you to fill this void."
Luo Yao had been to music festivals a few times before, and he didn't have to sing many songs, but he hadn't sung in a long time. "So urgent?"
"Even though you're just a replacement, I think you can go." Brother Hui explained to him, "And you have to sing the song that was plagiarized. That way you can advertise that it's yours. The money isn't important, but it will be the first step in your comeback."
"Aren't you planning on re-recording and releasing this song these next couple of days?"
I do have this plan, but I don’t know if it’s because it’s been too long, Luo Yao no longer feels as excited as he did at the beginning.
"Oh right." Brother Hui coughed lightly, "The organizer said they can make a special exception for you."
"What exception?"
It’s simply because of the current popularity of this song.
"Xiao Fusheng once told Kan Qi on a lifestyle variety show that you should project her photo on the big screen when you hold a concert in the future. The organizer said that if you go, you can do that too."
Luo Yao narrowed his eyes slightly.
Very good, it hit the spot in his heart perfectly. The organizer is very creative.
"Why put up a photo?" He snorted. "She's already here, so of course I have to take her with me."
After he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly lit up: "I figured it out!"
This was like a fit of convulsions, and Brother Hui was annoyed: "What did you think of?"
"Record a song," Luo Yao said. "Call Kan Qi and ask him to bring my child back. No, I'll go pick her up and take her back to Haicheng myself!"
"You haven't given up yet?!"
"No." Luo Yao's expression became more serious. "Whether you believe it or not, the soul of this song was given by Zi. I want her to participate in the recording of the new song."
"Her? She seems to be stumbling over her words."
"What do you know?" Luo Yao said proudly, "My son sings much better than me."
He personally upgraded the skills to the maximum level, how could he not know?
He also had a hunch that Zizi's singing of those two lines could give the song a real soul, and was also what made it different from the original version.
It may be said that Brother Hui didn’t understand before, but now he believes whatever Luo Yao says.
Who made him see with his own eyes this five-year-old child who was as perfect as a robot during these few days in North City?
"What about the music festival?"
"I can go." Luo Yao's eyes sparkled, "But there's a condition. The publicity must include both my name and Zizi's. Either invite Zizi one more, or give her two-thirds of my announcement fee."
“Two-thirds?!”
"Yeah." Luo Yao didn't think there was anything wrong with it. "Otherwise, how would my son earn money to support me?"
If he didn't also want to raise a cub, it wouldn't matter if he gave all the money to the cub.
Although Brother Hui was convinced by Xiao Fusheng and knew that this child was very important to Luo Yao, he did not understand why he had to sacrifice so much for a child who was not related by blood?
"Does a blood relationship have to be involved?" Luo Yao asked, "What can a blood relationship do? Whoever stands by me when I'm in the most difficult time is my family."
And for him, money is far less important.
"She and I are family, so giving it to her is like giving it to me."
Brother Hui wanted to dissuade him, but Luo Yao had such a stubborn temper that even ten trucks couldn't change him. Besides, he didn't understand such things as creation. This song really had the credit of Xiao Fusheng. If he re-recorded it as Luo Yao said, Xiao Fusheng deserved the credit.
In this case, he had no choice but to send a message to the organizer.
After some communication, the organizer's mouth was grinning so much that it was almost crooked. He originally invited Luo Yao with the idea of taking advantage of the recent popularity of this kid, but he didn't expect that the other party would bring the real person with him.
It was the first time for a five-year-old to appear at a music festival, so you can imagine how explosive the scene was.
It’s just money, I can give it to you!
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At this time on the set, Xiao Fusheng was squatting on a small stool in the corner, guiding a young lady from the same crew to do her homework.
Daddy has taken on a new script, which has a lot of content, so she will spend a long time on the crew. However, since the script has been finalized long ago and there is no role suitable for her age, many screenwriters nowadays will not add script characters around five years old to their scripts, because children of this age are uncontrollable and adding them in may ruin part of the plot.
Xiao Fusheng had no choice but to be an extra while taking care of his big dad, and then be his little assistant.
But the people in the crew liked her so much that how could they let her do any rough work?
So Xiao Fusheng secretly took a "private job".
There was a young lady in the same crew who was about to take the college entrance examination and was currently studying for the exam. She just flipped through the materials while chatting with her sister and knew the scope of their review.
That day, the young lady said that she had watched her variety show and tried to ask her a few questions. She answered them fluently no matter what subject they were.
From that day on, Xiao Fusheng had an additional job, which was to tutor the little sister.
Little Fusheng bit his ice cream while asking the little sister about what she was reviewing today.
After the young actor finished answering, she sighed softly and circled her sister's ice cream in front of herself: "Wrong, it's subtropical, not tropical. Sister, this is mine."
The temperature here in the film and television city is a little higher, and with the children around, she has now experienced the joy of eating snacks.
My favorite thing to do every day is to win snacks from my sister while reviewing with her.
"You've got to protect this kid well," the directors nearby sighed. "If any research institute sees this, they'll definitely take him away for experiments."
She is so smart. Not only does she help high school students review, she also guides film shooting and often knows the actors' lines.
Now everyone in the crew calls her Teacher Fu Sheng.
"Little teacher." The little actor was so greedy by her, "Can you give me half of your little head? What else don't you know?"
Xiao Fusheng thought for a moment and said, "I don't know how to make delicious ice cream."
The people around her laughed out loud at her.
"Sister, don't be distracted. Just recite well!" Little Fusheng took the ice cream he won and walked over to the resting big daddy. "Big daddy, eat it."
"Oh, what a thoughtful little girl." The director's heart melted. "Whenever you find a child again, you must take me with you."
Kan Qi chuckled softly and pulled the child into his arms: "This is the only one."
"Director!" The stagehand rushed in from outside, "Someone's coming!"
"What's making such a fuss?"
"It's Luo Yao." The groundskeeper also frequently surfed the Internet. He winked at Kan Qi frantically, "Teacher Kan, do you want to hide the child first?"
He had heard that the two of them were now openly fighting over the child!
But Xiao Fusheng had no idea what everyone was so anxious about. She picked up the ice cream that the older father hadn't taken yet and ran out the door: "Little daddy is here!"
She is very busy every day now. After returning to the hotel with her elder father after get off work, she has to video chat with her younger brother Xiaoshu to supervise his studies. She has very little time to talk to her younger father because she has to go to bed early.
"Baby~" Although it was a film and television city, Luo Yao didn't dress up as a dog thief like before. He dressed very coquettishly and walked in, "Daddy is here to take you home!"
Seeing the baby running to him, he leaned over and picked up the child: "Is this for me?"
Without waiting for the child to answer, he took a bite of the ice cream he had never eaten before and said, "Thank you~"
"You're welcome." Kan Qi had already stood up and said coldly, "Because it's mine."
"Oh." Luo Yao didn't feel guilty at all, "No wonder it doesn't taste good."
"What are you doing here?"
"Little daddy." Little Fusheng was in his arms, very distressed.
She felt that her little dad was too clingy, but she still had to earn money to support the family. "You just be good at home and I'll come home when I make money."
Although I don’t make much money as an extra recently, I can still make a lot of money as a tutor.
Luo Yao said mysteriously: "Little Daddy is here to take you to make money."
"Hmmmm?"
"Going to the music festival with little dad?"
Xiao Fusheng went over the meaning of the music festival in his head: "How do I get there?"
She is not a singer.
"Little Daddy wants to re-record the song you wrote together and sing it at the music festival." Luo Yao tempted, "Do you want to sing with us?"
"Huh?"
Xiao Fusheng was moved.
A long time ago, Xiaodie said that he would put his name in the lyrics column. Can she still sing along now?
"It's not just the name." Luo Yao added, "You don't even need to cast the screen. You and Xiaodie will appear on the screen together."
Xiao Fusheng's eyes became brighter.
"And there are a lot of announcement fees."
This time the child's voice was no longer hesitant: "I'll go!"
Kan Qi didn't stop him. After all, it was also something created by Zizi, and re-recording it would also benefit Zizi. He asked, "Where do we record it?"
"Haicheng." Luo Yao smiled slightly, a smile very similar to the meaningful smile that Kan Qi gave him when he agreed to stay that day. "With the recording and the music festival, I may not be able to come back for more than half a month."
Kan Qi: “?”
Luo Yao sighed: "I don't know if your eldest father can be more obedient and work here and wait for us."
When Xiao Fusheng heard this, he knew how could he not obey.
She turned her head seriously, and just before Big Daddy opened his mouth, she said earnestly, "Big Daddy has to be obedient at home. Fusheng has to go to work and can't be too clingy."
Kan Qi: “…”
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