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Chapter 243 He Doesn't Touch Plagiarized Works

"I'm sorry." An Sheng's blunt and peaceful voice came from the microphone, with a melodious meaning, like a gurgling stream.

"An bitch, get off! Don't insult my stage!"

Things kept being thrown on the stage, and the scene was chaotic.

"Don't be impatient, everyone, this is a game I played with An Sheng!" Fu Jiushen stopped and calmed down, he took the microphone away and asked An Sheng in a low voice: "An Sheng, did you forget the words? what happened?"

The staff checked the sound immediately, thinking that there was something wrong with the sound.

Fu Jiuchen apologized to the fans: "I'm sorry, An Sheng's ears have some problems, please stay safe and don't worry."

The fans didn't buy it, "If you're still a singer, can't you sing without an earbud? There was a problem with the earbud a long time ago, and he can still sing, but he can't sing!"

"He came here on purpose to tear down the stage. I can't see how my husband is doing well!"

In addition to the audience's idiot fans excitedly yelling at An Sheng for being unprofessional, the idiot fans watching the live broadcast outside the venue also kept sending barrage, cursing An Sheng.

"Bitch An, it was a mistake for Brother Shen to invite you here!"

"Tsk tsk, the title of powerful singer is blown out by fans, isn't it possible that he can't sing live?"

Sitting under the stage, Cen Xixi clasped his hands and went to sleep in the other direction, making a lot of noise.

Mr. Cen is also big-hearted, the two people on the stage are artists of his own company, she doesn't care about it at all, let them do what they want.

"I'm sorry." An Sheng spoke again, his voice calmer than before.

The auditorium kept throwing things, and someone threw underwear at him.

"An Sheng, what's the matter with you? Are you feeling unwell?" Fu Jiushen asked An Sheng worriedly, An Sheng is not someone who would make such low-level mistakes.

"I don't sing any plagiarized works." An Sheng is still as calm as water, doing everything with a gentle and diluted appearance, "I have always upheld the most sincere enthusiasm for creation, and I know the hardships of every creator."

Fu Jiuchen's body was unstable, and he grabbed An Sheng's arm: "You are crazy! What are you talking about! This is the concert site!"

"Get off!"

"roll!"

More things were thrown at An Sheng, Fu Jiuchen's idiotic fans cursed in the audience, and there were countless swear words directly.

An Sheng explained: "I'm not targeting anyone. Fu Jiuchen is also my favorite singer. What I mean by plagiarism is not the song, but the lyrics."

"What? Can you explain clearly?" Fu Jiuchen's face darkened, plagiarism, for a singer, it was a devastating accusation.

"Wenmo Jinxiu's "Pass" and the winning lyrics "Waiting for You" are both plagiarized works." An Sheng stated lightly, he didn't care about those people who threw things at him in the audience.

He took the microphone away and said to Fu Jiushen: "Cooperate with plagiarists, and you will ruin yourself."

There are also rational fans and viewers: "An Sheng said it himself, the plagiarism is gone, just wait for the evidence."

An Sheng's loyal fans believe that since An Sheng can say plagiarism, there must be evidence.

Shujin in the audience turned pale. She rushed onto the stage and looked at An Sheng coldly, "Why do you say I plagiarized? Just because you are popular, you can make wild guesses about me? Mr. An, public opinion will kill a man. People, don’t think that you don’t have to take legal responsibility for what you say.”

"Infringement also requires legal responsibility." An Sheng smiled lightly.

"Did I plagiarize, did I plagiarize yours? After so long, no one said I plagiarized, who did I plagiarize?" Shujin felt ridiculous. This man made things difficult for her repeatedly. What did she do? Let him be so disgusted?
"I." Short and powerful.

(End of this chapter)