Chapter: 256

After a while, the information was brought over.

After all, the royal family of country Y is in control of the global system, and it is quite simple to check a person and tell them.

Albert glanced at the girl's profile.

Name: Liang Yin, 18 years old.

He had been living in the countryside before and was recently brought back by his biological parents in S City.

Both the experience and the life experience are too ordinary.

As the heir to the royal music of Country Y, he is obviously not qualified, but Albert just likes it.

Albert turned the next few pages of information and frowned, "Why is there no picture of her on it?"

The assistant wiped his sweat and said in a panic: "This... we have tried to find it, but we can't find it either on the external network or on the domestic network."

Hearing this, Albert frowned, "I can't find it with the royal system?"

The assistant nodded. This person is too mysterious to be able to find out. The literal information was only picked up by the royal top hackers.

Not to mention any photos or the like.


Albert read the information again.

I am puzzled. If this girl had been growing up in the country, how could the rhythm and melody of the music be mastered so well.

He should really check it out, and he can't miss a genius.

"Go down and investigate, whether the plagiarism of this performance is an oolong or is it true."

If this plagiarism is really oolong, then he must seize this talent, if it is really plagiarism, he also has no need to put his mind on it.

After school at five in the evening.

Qiao Yimo received a call and looked at the word "director" on it. She hesitated for a while.

Finally it was connected.

I only heard the director on the other end crying, his voice was very vicissitudes of life, "My little ancestor Liang Yin, you finally answered."

Qiao Yimo: "..."

"What's the matter?" Qiao Yimo closed his eyes lazily and yawned, his voice a bit tired, "Are you worried about the performance?"

The director was taken aback for a moment, "Ancestor, why don't you listen to your attitude?"

Qiao Yimo answered him, and said lightly: "The company is waiting for me!"

After speaking, Qiao Yimo drove a car on the side of the road and put on his headphones.

After half an hour.

Qiao Yimo got off the car with a hat and a mask, and walked to the recording studio.

The staff in the recording studio recognized Qiao Yimo, and they pointed to Qiao Yimo and said, "Isn't this person Liang Yin?"

"Yeah, didn't she jump out of the action last time? The director searched the entire recording studio and found no sign of her."

"Running quite fast!"

"That's right, U Changze and Ji Wen are still holding the pot in the end."

"Then why is she appearing now!"

"Why? Now that the limelight is down, come out and wander around!"

Qiao Yimo glanced at some of the employees who were commenting on her with a faint expression, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly, showing no emotion.


Qiao Yimo walked briskly to the director's lounge, but no one was seen inside.

She found a candy in her mouth from the bag, tilted Erlang's legs and waited.

When the people outside saw Qiao Yimo entering the director's office, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, "Is this guy looking for the director?"

"She was too embarrassed to come to the director? The director didn't know that the plagiarism was publicly executed by multiple investors!"

"That's right, these people from the Mo family have been coming to the door to negotiate."

"The director is really unlucky, this bad guy!"

"You don't know, she quarreled with Han Jia before! But this time Han Jia still stood up to speak for her."

"Really? Let me check Weibo!"

"Tsk tusk tusk, it is true, such a comparison, Han Jia is so much better."

At this time, the director just rushed back from outside.

The moment the director saw Qiao Yimo, his eyes lit up, "Liang Yin, you are finally here, I'm almost kneeling down for you."

Qiao Yimo had sugar in his mouth, and his expression was faint, "What's the hurry? I won't run away!" JrNovels.com