Meanwhile, at the Imperial Capital Airport.
"Here!" Zhao Ting's eyes lit up as he spotted the conspicuous man walking in the crowd. He raised his arm and waved vigorously.
The man had his hands in his pockets, carrying no luggage. He wore sunglasses, and his facial features were clean and sharp, with a mole on his high, straight nose.
He was very tall, about 1.9 meters, and his presence alone overwhelmed everyone else.
"My little darling, you're finally back." Zhao Ting greeted him, muttering to himself, "Next time you suddenly disappear, can you at least tell me in advance? We finally got a toothpaste endorsement, but you were nowhere to be seen on the day of filming. I had to explain and apologize to them, and also pay the penalty for breach of contract."
"Do you think it's easy for me to be your agent?"
Cheng Si took off his sunglasses, revealing his delicate eyebrows and eyes. His amber eyes were extremely beautiful, with a hint of wickedness at the corners. He glanced at him and curled his lips indifferently, "How much is the breach of contract fee? I'll transfer it to you."
Zhao Ting's lips twitched slightly. "No need, there's still money on the card you gave me for expenses."
Cheng Si tucked his sunglasses into his collar. "Oh, how's the company doing?"
"Hehe, there are only two of us in our company, what more do you want?" Zhao Ting couldn't help but complain.
That's right, the young man in front of him is not only the only artist he manages, but also his boss.
Although Cheng Si often disappeared without a trace, leaving him with a mess to clean up, he did pay him well, which is why Zhao Ting worked so hard to be his agent.
He didn't know who Cheng Si was or what his background was, but he was definitely very rich.
As for Cheng Si, who is clearly rich but still insists on making it in the entertainment industry, Zhao Ting just considers it a hobby of a wealthy person.
However, he did mention it once, saying it was to find his sister or something, but he often jokes, so Zhao Ting couldn't tell if he was telling the truth.
Furthermore, Cheng Si is a nobody in the entertainment industry, the kind of nobody who's as obscure as can be. He has no acting skills, no singing voice, and all he has to offer is his face.
As a result, this guy would occasionally disappear without any apparent reason.
Whenever Zhao Ting thought about these things, she couldn't help but sigh. She used to be a well-known top agent in the industry, but now she had been ruined by Cheng Si.
In short, the two of them have been messing around for almost a year, but haven't made any progress.
Cheng Si raised an eyebrow, looked at Zhao Ting who was sighing for no reason, patted him on the shoulder, and said lazily, "Don't sigh, happiness will slip away."
Zhao Ting: "..."
Haha, just let me worry less.
...
Nighttime, in the dormitory.
"Sister Miao, when will the theme song you wrote be released?" Jiang Ning asked, biting her milk tea straw and turning to look at the girl next to her who had just finished showering.
Shi Miao picked up the water bottle she had left on the table and took a sip from, unscrewed the cap, tilted her head back and gulped down most of it, then looked at her with her dark eyes, "It seems to be eight o'clock in the evening."
Before she could finish speaking, Xu Shiran pushed the door open and entered. She happened to hear the last two words, her eyes flickered slightly, and she closed the door, silently walking to her desk.
Jiang Ning looked up at her, about to greet her, but seeing that her expression seemed a little serious, she simply looked down at her phone and said, "Oh my god, Sister Miao, there's only one minute left."
She looked at her phone screen, and as soon as the time was up, she quickly refreshed the official Weibo page of the Asian Games. The next second, she exclaimed in surprise, "It's out!"
Xu Shiran paused slightly as she held her bag, her red lips pursed, concealing the irritation in her eyes. Just as she pulled out a chair and sat down, she heard a familiar melody pouring out from Jiang Ning's phone.
Her expression changed slightly. Wasn't this just the discarded song that Shi Miao had thrown into the trash can?
However, upon closer listening, it is not entirely the same. Only the initial short melody is similar. It seems that some other musical elements have been added to the original, making it better and richer in layers than the original that was discarded.
Jiang Ning had already played half of it, but Xu Shiran was no longer in the mood to listen.
She picked up her phone, unlocked the screen, logged into Weibo, found the theme song that the official Weibo account of the Asian Games had just released, and clicked into the comments section below.
In just two minutes, there were already thousands of comments.
Xu Shiran quickly swiped her phone screen, scrolling through the comments section. Before she could finish, she saw a comment that made her eyes go black.
[Hmm...Does anyone else think that the opening melody sounds similar to the one Xu Shiran improvised...?]
Her fingers trembled slightly as she clicked on the replies below the comment.
[+1 I feel the same way.]
So who copied whom? I don't think Night Rain could have plagiarized, which can only mean...
[To the person upstairs: The theme song was just released, and Shiran and Yeyu don't even know each other. How can you plagiarize it? Besides, the program was pre-recorded and only aired today.]
I agree with the comment above; it's probably just a coincidence.
...
Xu Shiran breathed a slight sigh of relief upon seeing this, thankfully the comments section wasn't as bad as she had imagined.
It doesn't look like it will cause much of a stir.
Before she could even celebrate, she heard Jiang Ning say, "Hey, Shiran, the show you were on has aired."
Xu Shiran turned around and looked at Jiang Ning diagonally opposite her, "Ah, right."
"Oh my god, you even improvised!" Jiang Ning didn't notice that Xu Shiran's expression was a little strange, and then she clicked on the video.
"I..." Xu Shiran's expression changed slightly. Before she could stop them, she heard the piece she had played on the show coming from Jiang Ning's phone.
Her gaze instinctively turned towards Shi Miao, a hint of tension flashing in her eyes, and her fingers gripping the phone tightened slightly.
Although she made some minor modifications and added a few other things, Shi Miao would definitely be able to immediately recognize that it was a piece she had written.
Sure enough, just a few seconds after the music started playing on Jiang Ning's phone, Shi Miao recognized it as the old song she had thrown in the trash a few days ago.
She raised an eyebrow, rather lazily, and after the song finished playing, she turned her sharp gaze to Xu Shiran sitting on the opposite bed, and said casually, "Aren't you going to explain?"
Xu Shiran met her dark eyes, her temples throbbing. She barely managed to control her expression, though her smile was somewhat stiff. "What?"
Shi Miao stood up and leaned against the table, his gaze lazily sweeping over her face with a chilling pressure. "You found her in my trash can?"
Jiang Ning overheard their conversation and quickly realized what was going on.
No wonder she thought the melody Xu Shiran improvised sounded like the opening melody of the Asian Games theme song; she had thought it was just her imagination.
Unexpectedly, they used a piece of music that Shi Miao had only half-finished writing and had thrown away a few days ago.
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