"hehe…"
Wang Yueheng couldn't help but chuckle.
No wonder Mr. Dong has such a fiery temper…
Working with such a reasonable boss can be summed up in one word: smooth and enjoyable!
However, Wang Yueheng had another, more important matter to attend to next.
That is to continue cooperating with the Palace Museum.
There are plans to release a new promotional video for cultural relics, authorized by the National Museum.
This was used to retaliate against the real enemy hiding behind the scenes – the British Museum!
...
Just as Wang Yueheng was busy removing his makeup.
Coffin Garden Apartments, St Martin Lane, England.
Several crushed empty beer bottles were now on the table.
The drunken singer, Ivic, stared at his laptop screen, his face full of resentment and dissatisfaction.
"Are you kidding me? Taylor actually invited Wang Yueheng to perform on stage for her tour?"
"Didn't she know that this was a plagiarized singer?"
Why don't you invite me to perform with you!
After telling a lie so many times, even he himself started to believe it.
"He must have cheated!"
"Otherwise, how could he have written a new song so quickly?"
Ivic is still at home wrapped in a blanket.
Under the influence of alcohol, the mind becomes a complete mess.
He just researched all of Wang Yueheng's information online.
Only then did I realize that the other party had completed the composition of "Puppet Show" in just one day.
Furthermore, it endowed puppet shows with such profound narrative content.
As a fellow singer, Ivic simply couldn't believe such an astonishing creative speed.
But he also cannot deny it.
It was Wang Yueheng's terrifying singing skills.
And magical special effects and costume changes.
It completely blows away any performance on Broadway or at the Royal Opera House in London!
"Meow~"
However, at this very moment...
A mournful meow rang out again.
Avik, who was intently watching Wang Yueheng's performance and trying to find flaws, suddenly shuddered.
A chill ran down my back again.
He looked up and his gaze fell once again on the black cat that had appeared outside his window before.
At this moment, the jet-black cat stared straight at him with its deep pupils.
"You bastard, get out of here!"
Avik trembled slightly and, reeking of alcohol, cursed at the black cat.
For some reason, he felt as if his body was becoming stiff.
It was as if this body was about to be no longer under my control.
Then.
What happened next was even more terrifying for Avik.
The puppets performing on the computer screen seemed to sense his presence as well.
The performance on stage suddenly came to a standstill.
In the video, the marionette wearing an exquisite red dress slowly turned its head to look at the screen.
They locked eyes.
"ah--"
Avik couldn't help but scream in terror.
"Crack~ Crack~"
But then he felt his limbs stiffen.
It felt as if countless fine threads were pulling on my limbs and head.
It turned into a living puppet.
It was as if an invisible force was guiding and controlling my every move through these densely packed threads.
Under the watchful eye of that black cat.
Avik was like a living puppet.
With a blank expression, he typed on the keyboard and opened his personal blog.
He had previously posted images on this very blog accusing Wang Yueheng of plagiarism.
Ivic's gaze was vacant, his ten fingers stiff as he typed on the words:
"I was completely captivated by Wang Yueheng's outstanding performance, and I feel deeply ashamed of my slanderous behavior towards him..."
"I deliberately fabricated evidence to slander him for plagiarism. I am unworthy of being a singer, and I do not deserve the trust and support of my fans..."
"I am filled with remorse and hope to express my apology with my life and gain everyone's forgiveness..."
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