Xinxin hadn't come back at this time, and Teacher Qu and Jiang Yu were taking her to change clothes and remove makeup in the backstage.

Lao Lin really didn't want to chat with Shen Chong. Now even if Shen Chong had no expression on his face, she felt that this guy was laughing at her.

She was indeed ashamed and almost ruined Xinxin's efforts to win the championship.

Thinking of what she did yesterday and today, she was both embarrassed and angry when she said to Xinxin.

My fucking thing has become a stumbling block that prevents Xinxin from winning the championship?

Become the villain who was slapped in the face?

It’s all your fault for being such a big liar! You have to hide it from me!

The more Lin Zhishu thought about it, the more angry he became, and turned his head and glared at Shen Chong.

However, this guy was prepared for a long time, looking at his eyes, nose and heart, and looking at his old monk's meditation and not disturbing the stranger, which made Lao Lin feel full of grievances and nowhere to release him.

At this moment, a person walked out of the judges' seat and headed straight for Lao Lin's table.

He walked closer and sat down beside the two of them.

The next child has already started performing, but the judge's attention is not on the stage at all. Instead, he said to Lin Zhishu with a puzzled look on his face, "Hello, Mr. Lin, I have a situation here that I have to tell you."

Lin Zhishu calmed down, "Hello, please say."

"That's right. The dance music that Xinxin applied for was the Song of Heaven, and it was included in our copyright library very early. You know, our country attaches great importance to copyright, and even children's competitions must be declared. However, the dance music that Xinxin performed during the performance was not the Song of Heaven. We just found out that it was a song "Paradise of Innocence" from a neighboring country. The copyright of this song is not in our Curry."

Lin Zhishu's eyebrows were tied into a dead knot, "So?"

The judge continued: "So, although the dance of Xinxin is really impeccable, she basically wins the championship according to the score. But if we strictly follow the regulations, we must cancel her score."

The King of Jin Shen, who was eavesdropping next to him, was stunned at the time.

Why is this happening?

The world is too paranoid about copyright!

It’s just a children’s competition, should we be so exaggerated?

Damn it, it's a pitfall.

I didn't expect this.

Shen Chong looked at Lin Zhishu with aches, thinking that it was Lao Lin's turn to be proud again. She must be secretly happy in her heart and was laughing at her for being unreliable in her work.

Unexpectedly, after Lin Zhishu pondered for a while, he shook his head suddenly, "No! Xinxin dances so well, she already thinks that she has won the championship, and canceling her grades will make her unhappy."

A man who protects a calf is as fierce as a tiger, and a woman who protects a calf is not bad. At this moment, Lao Lin has no time to complain about Shen Chong, and he just wants to keep Xinxin's achievements.

"I came for this matter. Mr. Lin, what do you think now? If you make a clear request, everyone will consider it as appropriate, otherwise it will be a double champion, right? One with a reputation and the other with a rating?"

Lin Zhishu continued to shake his head, "Xinxin jumps best, why just win an honorary champion? Wait a moment, wait for me for five minutes."

The judge nodded helplessly, "Okay. There are eleven children behind, so don't worry."

Lao Lin glanced at Shen Chong, who was so depressed that he didn't know where to put his hands, gave him a pair of contemptuous eyes, squirted him in his heart, and then started calling.

"Hey? Is it Mr. He? Help me contact Mr. Harada. I want to buy the copyright of a song, called "Innocent Paradise". Right, I'll have to do it soon, the faster the better. Can it be solved within five minutes? OK. I'll send you the original name of the song to you right away."

After hanging up the phone, she glared at Shen Chong again, "Send it to me quickly."

Shen Chong quickly copied it.

After Lao Lin forwarded the text message, he only waited for three minutes and called back.

"Oh, it turns out that it's just a small group. Okay, just this price. I'll send the information to the organizing committee of the Shudu Children's Dance Competition. Okay, thank you Mr. He. I'll thank you in person another day."

Then Lao Lin looked at the judges and said, "The copyright of this song now belongs to me. The copyright information will be sent to you within five minutes. Is it in line with the rules?"

The judges were overjoyed, "Mean! Of course! Mr. Lin is really decisive! Then I'll go back first?"

"OK."

Shen Chong's mouth opened into an O-shaped shape.

Is there any such operation?

Is this what rich people do whatever they want?

As soon as the person left, Lao Lin subconsciously wanted to raise his hand to pinch Shen Chong's ears, but he held it back, stretched his hand into the air and shrank back, "You almost took all the credit by yourself. How? Do you know the power of money?"

The King of Fist nodded, "I understand, boss."

"I suffered a great loss this time. I don't know which song you dug out from. This is a group of girls from the island country in almost the 18th tier. Are you quite a bit of a different taste in listening to the song?"

Shen Chong said he didn't want to pay attention to her.

She became more and more demanding, "We have to be too anxious. In order to seek insurance, I wanted to buy out the full copyright. The other party had no time to think about it. He directly spoke to me and asked me for one million. I had to ask for 1.3 million. It's all your fault that you hid it from me, otherwise you would have prepared early and just obtained an authorization and almost didn't spend any money."

Shen Chong felt that Lao Lin was a little climbing up the pole and pushed back, "I said it as if I said it, you will agree."

"You've tagged me again."

Shen Chong spread his hands, "It's not that I'm tagging you, but that's what you are. Yesterday Xinxin asked you, and you must have never even given her the chance to demonstrate it, right?"

"If you really have a little bit of your opinion, you won't give Xinxin a chance to demonstrate. Now you won't, wow, Xinxin is dancing so hard. Instead, it's like me, I'm sure we've won the championship since we left in the morning."

Lin Zhishu was silent and exposed.

"You have too much control and like to impose your own ideas on others. You also have preconceived ideas about me and think that I know what kind of dance I do when I do sports. So, I think my judgment of you is correct."

Old Lin grinded his teeth again, but she was in a disadvantage in the confrontation again, "Shen Chong..."

"You really can't educate your children like you. As long as she likes and is happy, I would rather she lose than support her, let alone the chance of winning. The best one is not necessarily the best, and the most suitable one is the best. You don't know enough about Xinxin, and you don't even watch her practice dancing. You don't know that "Song of Heaven" is not suitable for her."

The King of Fist came up again and used a combo attack.

He was so excited that he even forgot about his superficial friends.

He didn't think his words would hurt people, so we can communicate normally.

However, Lao Lin's anger trough was accumulating anger value in a crazily, and it was almost enough to use its ultimate move.

Fortunately, at this moment, Xinxin, who had changed her clothes, ran out from the backstage, followed by Jiang Yu, and Teacher Qu, who looked extremely complicated.

She had already asked Teacher Yang Li's name from Xinxin.

As a veteran and die-hard fan of Master Yang Li, Teacher Qu wanted to meet his opponent who was robbing his job at this time.

But her mood was completely different before and after, and she wanted to worship God now.

But she thought of her previous pretending to be extremely failed in front of Mr. Shen, and even the fool could hear the hostility.
Chapter completed!