Chapter 29 Joy Imitates Me, Plagiarizes Me

She was actually negligent, she was too obsessed with the word Sang Xia, so much so that she ignored that she could change her name, whether it was an English name or a stage name.

But this thought made her feel even more frightened and uneasy. This time, she was lucky enough to find her in time, so next time, next time! ! ?

Could it be that she has been living under the hidden threat of Sangxia to her? ! ?

No.

But no matter what happens in the future, this time, she must not let Sang Xia stand out, absolutely not!

"Zhirou? Zhirou??"

"Ah, what!"

When Sang Zhirou came back to her senses, Cheng Ze was calling her name over and over in front of her, looking at her with a strange and surprised expression, which made her heart tremble, and she quickly took off her earphones and responded.

"What's wrong with you? You have such a strange face, doesn't it sound good?"

Cheng Ze looked at her thoughtfully.

Sang Zhirou knew that she might have been too panicked just now and didn't control her emotions well. Now she forced a smile and said, "No, it sounds good, it's just..."

"What is it?"

"That's right, don't you think her style is a bit imitating mine?"

Sang Zhirou's eyes flickered, as if she was a little embarrassed to speak, but her expression was still subtle and awkward.

"Imitate you?"

Cheng Ze was taken aback.

"I feel... a little bit, but it's okay, maybe I'm thinking too much, but I think it's quite similar to my creative style." She pretended to be apologetic in her words.

It seems to be afraid of saying the wrong thing.

He seemed hesitant to speak, obviously feeling that he was a little unhappy, but he was also patient with Cheng Ze's face, as if he was too embarrassed to speak.

No one is stupid.

What's more, people who are still in this circle.

"Oh." Cheng Ze's eyes flickered, he scratched his nose, and smiled, "Don't say that, I say it feels a little familiar, and it is indeed similar to yours."

However, it is still better than her singing, it feels obviously not at the same level... ah.

Sang Zhirou's voice was too sweet, he didn't like it.

But this thing, how do you say, sometimes, singing is not the point, whoever is popular is king.

Sang Zhirou smiled softly, and stroked her hair lightly, "Director Cheng, don't think too much, but I just think that singing must have its own unique style in order to last long and be remembered by fans, otherwise , is to live in the shadow of others forever, and it won't last long."

Once these words came out, Cheng Ze was not stupid.

What Sang Zhirou meant obviously was that this singer imitated me and copied me, even if you liked it and wanted to praise it, she would not be popular.

She has left her words here.

If Cheng Ze is willing to give her this face, then he will definitely not pay attention to Joy in private, and will not go to her. After all, for an unknown little person, she is a hot singer, and she has the identity of the mayor's daughter behind her. He won't offend her by looking for trouble.

Sang Zhirou watched Cheng Ze staring at her for a moment, and after a while, she also smiled, looking frank.

Then a phone call came.

When Sang Zhirou saw that it was Tang Ye on the phone, she immediately showed a sweet look, and said, "Director Cheng, my boyfriend is here to pick me up, so I'll be leaving first, you are busy."

Hot new singer.

Mayor's daughter.

The young master of the Tang family, one of the three major chaebol groups in T city, is her boyfriend.

"Bah, what the hell."

Cheng Ze watched Sang Zhirou disappear, threw away his elegant glasses, bowed his head and spat harshly.