Chapter 103 Conspiracies Abound
Chapter 103 Conspiracies Abound
"But who exactly is this Zhuang Sheng Xiaomeng who completely overshadows Ouyang Yun?"
It's important to know that Ouyang Yun was the last disciple of Luo Jia, a renowned poet. Luo Jia was extremely famous, ranking among the top ten poets in China.
"Is this Zhuang Sheng Xiao Meng just a pseudonym for a famous poet? Just kidding."
"Ouyang Yun also got the runner-up, which is not bad. It just goes to show that one person's talent is truly incomparable."
"Why doesn't Zhuang Sheng Xiao Meng have an official Weibo account? There are no search results for it; it's like it appeared out of thin air."
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Inside a detached villa on the outskirts of City B.
The villa is luxuriously decorated, with many famous paintings and artifacts adorning the house.
The villa's owner was having a heart-to-heart talk with his apprentice in the study, offering him comfort.
In the study, a young man, who looked to be in his early twenties, paced back and forth, appearing very agitated.
His once handsome face was now distorted by anger, making him look repulsive.
His eyes were blazing, and his tone was urgent and loud.
"Who exactly is this newcomer named Zhuang Sheng Xiaomeng? He has disrupted my long-planned debut. Didn't Minister Ren say that there was no better article than mine? Why did an article titled 'On the Youth of China' suddenly appear so close to the deadline?"
"That guy surnamed Ren, did he take the money but not do any real work?"
"Master, he lied to you."
The middle-aged man, whom the young man called his master, remained calm.
Dressed in a black Zhongshan suit, he smelled the aroma of tea with his left hand, occasionally taking a sip, his demeanor unchanged despite his disciple's anger. In his right hand, he held a string of Buddhist prayer beads, occasionally twirling a section of them. If it weren't for the black hair on his head instead of a bald head, he would look like a recently disrobed Buddhist monk.
The middle-aged man took another sip of tea, placed the teacup on the desk, and said calmly, "Unexpected things always happen in this world, but I believe that human will can overcome fate."
The young man immediately stopped moving and stood quietly to the side as his master spoke. Hearing his master say, "Man can conquer nature," the young man realized his master had a plan.
"Master, do you have something on your mind?"
The middle-aged man chuckled. "It's a secret that can't be revealed. Go back now, and you'll see your work reaches the top!"
That afternoon, a well-known lyricist published an article online, accusing Zhuang Shengxiaomeng of plagiarizing his work, calling it shameful. He wrote a lengthy essay and attached a manuscript as evidence.
This post immediately sparked heated discussions among netizens.
"No way, this is an official event, and someone still plagiarized it. I especially like 'Young China's Talk'. Zhuang Sheng Xiaomeng, you plagiarist, get out of this circle right now, this circle is not suitable for you."
"Whether it's true or not, we'll have to wait and see what Zhuang Sheng and Xiao Meng say. Don't be misled by others. Would someone who can write 'The Young China' be a plagiarist? Everyone should think rationally."
"We hope the official performance will be made public, and that plagiarists will be permanently banned from the internet."
The online debate is raging.
The company that Huaguo Youth belongs to is also actively contacting Zhuang Shengxiaomeng to get back to them. They are also considering whether this person is really a plagiarist, which would be a waste of that good work.
The Minister of Human Resources was pacing back and forth in his office; he had also seen the negative comments online.
To be honest, he actually believed in Zhuangzi's dream, but netizens didn't, and kept insisting on calling black white.
Minister Ren pushed open the office doors and shouted Liang Xiaoshi.
Liang Xiao was on his way to contact Ling Xia, but although Ling Xia's phone rang, no one answered.
When she heard the minister call her, she thought to herself, "Oh no, the minister must be asking about Zhuang Shengxiaomeng's situation."
Upon arriving at the minister's office, Minister Ren lowered the blinds and said to Liang Xiaoshi, "You haven't even been able to contact Zhuang Shengxiaomeng."
Liang Xiaoshi frankly said that there isn't one yet, but she can guarantee that Zhuang Sheng Xiaomeng is definitely the real author.
This "Zhuang Sheng Xiao Meng" is actually Ling Xia. If a celebrity is accused of plagiarism, she will definitely be blacklisted.
Minister Ren nodded. "Alright, have the Network Department issue a statement declaring that we accept unanimous criticism during the period, support every author, reject plagiarists, and have reported the matter to the police. Further details to follow."
"This will stabilize most of the netizens. You still need to continue to contact Zhuang Shengxiaomeng. Once you get in touch, have him publish Shengming directly."
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Ling Xia still managed to record the songs "Infernal Affairs" and "The Young China" during her vacation.
Give the song "Infernal Affairs" to the company, and have the company deliver it to the film crew of the movie "Infernal Affairs" through internal channels.
After she finished recording the two songs, she picked up her phone from the sofa and her eyes widened in shock. There were 100 missed calls on the phone.
Upon seeing the name Liang Xiaoshi, I wondered, "What happened to her? Did the young Huaguo say something?"
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