The big guy next door is handsome and soo

Chapter 227 Plagiarism and Slap in the Face
Saturday--

Shujin dressed up meticulously, and when she arrived at the appointed place, she was restless because of her nervousness and excitement.

An Sheng asked her to meet, it must be because of cooperation, no matter how the cooperation is, what she cares about is An Sheng's attitude.

When she entered the university, she was always accompanied by Su Jian. When people mentioned her, they couldn't call out her name, but only said that she was Su Jian's roommate in the journalism department.

When her degree certificate was confiscated, she thought everything was over, but God opened a window for her to move forward and meet a noble person like An Sheng.

Only when she met An Sheng did she realize how big the world is. The boy she once liked is nothing. Compared with An Sheng, she is nothing.

The door of the box was pushed open, and the man was wearing a mask and hat to cover his face, and he didn't take it off after entering the room.

"An Sheng?" She asked cautiously, the feeling of unbalanced heartbeat was uncomfortable and exciting.

An Sheng sat down, everything was quiet, as long as he was there, there was no noise.

"Ci, have you read it?" She was very nervous, her throat was tight.

"I see." He replied flatly.

The man's expression was too calm, which made Shujin a little panicked and scared. She didn't want to disappoint him, "You...how do you feel?"

"Very good." An Sheng commented objectively.

"Then..." Shujin didn't know how to speak. In front of An Sheng, she was so clumsy that she didn't know how to speak.

"Then... the cooperation you mentioned earlier?" She has been waiting for An Sheng's reply. There are already many singers who want to cooperate with her and ask her to write lyrics for them. Invitation, want to discuss with her.

An Sheng was silent for a moment, then asked: "Is the word yours?"

Although it is a question, it cannot be heard that it is asking.

"Of course it's mine. For this lyrics, I went to many places and revised them countless times. I just want...just to make you satisfied." Shujin was a little aggrieved. If you don't believe it's hers, your heart will be cut.

Well, An Sheng understands, she is not Cang Haixiaoxiao.

Cang Haixiaoxiao doesn't care whether he is satisfied or not, but only cares about how much money he gives, and if he doesn't pay more, he won't work seriously.

"This poem is yours, and "You" is also yours, I believe." An Sheng's tone was very light, his expression was very calm, and everything in the world existed objectively in front of him.

Shujin didn't particularly understand what he meant, "Mr. An, what do you mean?"

"Oh, I just came here to know about this." An Sheng asked calmly, "Who is the original author of "Death" and "Waiting for You"?"

Shujin was shocked, her heart was pounding, and soon she calmed down, she was wronged by not being trusted: "Mr. An, you don't have to cooperate with me, and there are many people who want to cooperate with me, but you shouldn't." insult me ​​like that."

"It's not an insult, I just want to know who the authors of these two poems are." Shujin's grievance naturally made An Sheng unmoved.

He is very calm about everything, and few things can cause him to touch.

Such a person is either lacking in the five senses, or disillusioned with the world of mortals. In short, his heart is barren, and he rarely has emotional fluctuations. To put it simply, such a person is even more ruthless.

He was no longer suspicious, but determined that she plagiarized someone else's words, the brocade was touched, and the wound was torn, "Mr. An, what exactly do you want to say?"

"I made it very clear that the words are not yours. I just want to know who the author is. The person I want to cooperate with is the person behind the words, not you."

An Sheng spoke clearly and plainly.

(End of this chapter)