Chapter 892 The So-Called Evidence

As more and more people condemned Lu Mian and supported Milu's rights protection, Li Ge stood on the stage, holding the microphone nervously and anxiously.

The microphone was cut off by the background, and his voice was weak and insignificant compared with so many people.

From time to time, Li Ge glanced in Lu Mian's direction, and then at the host behind the stage, not quite understanding what was going on.

Soon, the picture on the big screen changed suddenly, and changed to beat palette and photos of some testimonials.

All eyes were on these so-called "evidences".

The chief planner, Qiao Yaqian, has already greeted the relevant staff and asked them to be mentally prepared.

For Qiao Yaqian, protecting the rights and interests of original music through music festivals is also a hot topic, let alone involving Milu.

The evidence she got in her hand was supposed to be shown directly to Milu, but the other party didn't want it, but asked her to show it to everyone after Li Ge finished singing.

This was Milu's own order, and Qiao Yaqian naturally followed suit. She had arranged for the people in the control room to transfer the USB flash drive and the testimonial to the computer.

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

The four hosts patiently waited for the topic to ferment.

"The evidence is here, can Lu Mian still deny it?"

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

"Li Ge, quickly call out Lu Mian!"

Li Ge didn't speak, but Sun Wei ran all the way from the backstage to the stage, and explained to the audience in a loud voice: "We, Li Ge, don't know about it. We will definitely actively cooperate with everyone and create a pure land!"

Li Ge looked at Sun Wei in disbelief.

Sun Wei glared back at him, and growled, "Whatever you look at, I'm doing this for your own good! Don't worry, I've hugged Milu's thigh for you! Just wait and thank me!"

Li Ge's expression was somewhat indescribable.

Seeing that the atmosphere was almost ready, Xue Lu in the backstage turned her head and dragged Lu Xinnuan to the lighting control room.

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

"Of course I helped Mr. Milu.

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.

"Do you really want to do this..." Lu Xinnuan hesitated, but she 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 cooperated very well. According to Xue Lu's request, the spotlight was cast on Lu Mian.

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Milu Fan Zone.

A beam of light fell from above Lu Mian's head abruptly, and the halo accurately enveloped her, making her stand out in the audience.

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

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

On the big screen, a girl in ordinary sportswear suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

The girl was wearing a black mask, so she couldn't see her complete appearance, but through those eyes and black eyebrows, people could tell that she should be very good-looking.

"She is Lu Mian! A plagiarist!"

In the crowd, someone screamed.

Whether it was the guests in the VIP seats or the audience in the fan area, they all looked towards the spotlight of the stadium.

The plagiarist looks pretty good...

This is everyone's first reaction.

The ones who reacted the most were the crowd of fans sitting in the back row, and that large group of people stared at Lu Mian in disbelief.

Everyone looked at each other incredulously.

Fan A: Damn it! The enemy has infiltrated us?

Fan B: I smiled at Lu Mian just now!

Fan C: Lu Mian, return the support card for our braised fans!

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

Although there are countless pairs of eyes staring at him behind him, Lu Mian has the attitude of a big boss, sitting there with his legs crossed, calm as a mountain and unrestrained.

Xiao Qimo, Fu Yu, Ye Ling and the others stared at the surroundings vigilantly, for fear of being attacked by someone.

VIP area.

Kunyang's face was serious.

Li Xinghan squinted his eyes and looked around for someone suspected of Milu.

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

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

The other party politely said a few words to appease everyone, and then passed the topic to the professionals in the music circle sitting in the front row.

"Let me listen to the judgments of professional masters first." The hostess looked at Xu Jing with a smile, "Mr. Xu, what do you think of these evidences?"

The hostess has a good friendship with Xu Jing, and Xu Jing also hinted at each other about this matter.

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

There was a microphone on Xu Jing's desk, and he held the gooseneck of the microphone, and judged very carefully: "In my opinion, this is indeed plagiarism."

Kun Yang, who was several places away, disagreed, and said first: "Mr. Xu, similar styles cannot be used as a basis for judging plagiarism."

"Then five consecutive beats are exactly the same?" Xu Jing asked.

Someone then said something fair, "Actually, strictly speaking, only six or eight consecutive identical sections can be considered as plagiarism..."

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

It can only be said that Lu Mian was unlucky and had a clash with Milu. It just so happens that some things are similar to the other party, so they will be plagiarized.

Xu Jing disagreed, "The style is similar, the sound track is the same, and there are five identical bars at the same time. Is this plagiarism?" It’s just a side ball. But one thing to say, there are too many similar things, and it’s also a kind of plagiarism.”

Xu Jing spoke clearly and logically.

This is also his confidence to support Lu Xinnuan's exposure of Lu Mian.

Kunyang still wanted to defend Lu Mian, but the hostess on stage said, "Then let's listen to what Ms. Lu Mian has to say."

The hostess smiled slightly, and a staff member in the audience had already handed Lu Mian a microphone in advance with great insight.

Lu Mian didn't answer.

The staff had no choice but to hold the microphone with both hands and hand it to Lu Mian's lips.

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

This……

There was another uproar at the scene.

Many people wanted to see Milu, but they never thought of inviting him out in this way.

Lu Mian, a plagiarist, is too arrogant, he dares to ask others to come out!

Under the pressure, the staff glanced at Lu Mian, who was calm and calm, and subconsciously covered his head, for fear that he would be hurt when others hit Lu Mian.

Fortunately, the halogen fans in the back were quite sensible, and they focused on asking Milu himself to come out, and did not overreact.

The hostess was also quite helpless, and then followed her words and said, "Well, Mr. Milu is already at our scene, let's welcome him with warm applause, shall we?!"