Chapter 892: So-called evidence

As more and more people condemned Lu Mian and supported Milu's rights defense,

Li Ge stood on the stage, nervous and anxious holding the microphone.

The microphone was cut off by the backstage, and his voice was faint and small

compared to so many people.

Li Ge glanced at Lu Mian's direction from time to time, and then at the host

behind the stage, not quite sure what was going on.

Soon, the picture on the big screen suddenly turned into a beat palette and

some photos of the appraisal book.

Everyone's eyes fell on these so-called "evidences."

The chief planner Qiao Yaqian has already greeted the relevant staff and

prepared them psychologically.

For Qiao Yaqian, maintaining the rights and interests of original music

through the music festival is also a big topic, not to mention it involves

Milu.

The evidence she got in her hand was meant to be directly given to Milu, but

the other party didn't want it. Instead, she asked her to show it to everyone

after Li Ge finished singing.

This was the order of Milu himself, and Qiao Yaqian naturally did so. The

person in the control room had already been arranged to transfer the U disk

and appraisal to the computer.

At the same time, he also asked the host to prepare for dialogue.

The four hosts waited patiently for the topic to ferment.

"The evidence lies here, can Lu Mian deny it?"

"Who is Lu Mian, Lu Mian will stand up and give an explanation!"

"Li Ge, call Lu Mian out!"

Li Ge didn't speak, but Sun Wei trot all the way from the backstage onto the

stage, and explained to the audience with his voice: "We Li Ge didn't know it.

We absolutely actively cooperate with everyone and return a pure land!"

Li Ge looked at Sun Wei strangely.

Sun Wei glared at him back, and snarled, "What do you look at, I'm all for

your good! Don't worry, I've helped you hug Milou's thigh! Just wait and thank

me!"

Li Ge's expression was a little hard to say.

Xue Lu in the backstage saw that the atmosphere was almost ready, turned

around and pulled Lu Xin Nuan to the lighting control room.

Lu Xinnuan half pushed, "Lulu, what are you going to do?"

"Of course I helped Mr. Milou. I saw your sister sitting in the audience area

just now, and I asked the lighting engineer to give her a highlight."

Xue Lu didn't give Lu Mian a chance to escape at all.

"Is that really going to happen..." Lu Xinnuan hesitated, and people followed

Xue Lu to the door of the lighting control room.

Xue Lu actively exchanged a few words with the lighting engineer, and the

lighting engineer was also very cooperative. According to Xue Lu's request,

the spotlight was cast on Lu Mian.

——

Milu fan area.

A beam of light suddenly fell over Lu Mian's head, and the halo accurately

enveloped her, which was particularly conspicuous in the audience.

She raised her hand slightly to cover the light above her head.

The camera also accurately captured her and fed back to the big screen.

On the big screen, a young girl in ordinary sportswear appeared in front of

everyone.

The girl was wearing a black mask, and she couldn't see her complete

appearance, but through her eyes and her eyebrows, people could judge that she

should be very beautiful.

"She is Lu Mian! A copyist!"

In the crowd, someone screamed.

Whether it's the VIP seats or the spectators in the fan area, they all looked

towards the spotlight in the stadium.

The copyist looks pretty good...

This is everyone's first reaction.

The big reaction was the group of halogen fans sitting in the back row, and

that large group of people stared at Lumian.

Everyone looked at each other incredible.

Fan A: Damn it! The enemy got inside us?

Fan B: I smiled at Lu Mian just now!

Fan C: Lu Mian, return the support card of our halogen fans!

Fan D: My fist is a little itchy, can Lu Mian scratch it?

Although countless eyes were staring at him behind him, Lu Mian was a big

boss, sitting there with Erlang's legs crossed, calm and unrestrained.

Xiao Qimo, Fu Yu, Ye Ling and others stared at the surroundings vigilantly,

for fear of a surprise attack.

VIP area.

Kunyang looked solemn.

Li Xinghan squinted his eyes, looking everywhere for someone who looked like

Milu.

Xu Jing smiled slightly, looking forward to the next development.

At this time, one of the hostess finally took the stage.

The other party said a few words to reassure everyone, and then handed the

topic to the professionals in the music circle sitting in the front row.

"Let me first listen to the judgments of professional masters." The hostess

smiled and looked at Xu Jing, "Ms. Xu, what do you think of the evidence?"

The hostess and Xu Jing have a good relationship, and Xu Jing also hinted at

the other party in this matter.

Therefore, the hostess will be the first to let Xu Jing speak.

There was a microphone on Xu Jing's desk. He pinched the swan-neck of the

microphone and carefully judged: "In my opinion, this is indeed plagiarism."

Kunyang, who was separated by several positions, disagreed, and first said:

"Mr. Xu, similar styles cannot be used as a basis for judging plagiarism."

"How about the same five consecutive beats?" Xu Jing asked rhetorically.

Someone followed up with a fair word, "Actually, strictly speaking, six or

eight consecutive sections are the same as plagiarism..."

The evidence currently displayed on the big screen is not actually plagiarism.

It can only be said that Lu Mian was rather unlucky and had a collision with

Mi Lu in style. It just so happens that there are things that are similar to

the other party, so they will be plagiarized.

Xu Jing disagrees, "The style is similar, the soundtrack is the same, and

there are five same bars at the same time. Isn't this plagiarism? Or to go

deeper, Lu Mian knows where the limits of plagiarism are, and deliberately

changed a few beats and beat It’s a side ball. But there is a saying that

there are too many similar things, which is also a kind of plagiarism.

Xu Jing was right.

This is also his confidence in supporting Lu Xinnuan's exposure of Lu Mian.

Kunyang wanted to explain something to Lu Mian, so the hostess on the stage

spoke up, "Then we might as well listen to what the client, Miss Lu Mian,

said."

The hostess smiled slightly, and the staff in the audience handed Lu Mian a

microphone in advance.

Lu Mian did not answer.

The staff had to hold the microphone in both hands and handed it to Lu Mian's

lips.

The cold and alienated girl slowly said, "Why don't you invite Milou out?"

This……

There was another uproar at the scene.

Many people wanted to see Milu, but they never thought of asking him out in

this way.

Lu Mian, a plagiarist, dare to ask others to come out. It's too arrogant!

The staff member resisted the pressure, looked at Lu Mian who was calm and

calm, and subconsciously covered his head, for fear that when someone else

smashed Lu Mian, it would hurt him.

Fortunately, the halogen fans at the back are still sensible, and their focus

is on asking Milu to come out, and they haven't reacted drastically.

The hostess was also quite helpless, and immediately followed her words and

said: "Well, Mr. Milou is already at our scene, let us welcome him with warm

applause, OK?!"