Doctor Cheng's heart

Chapter 35 Is Inspiration Running Out?

Shu Ya frowned, and clicked on the video.

A bunch of choreography design sketches appeared in it, and this dance was sent to the Kyoto Dance Theater by her.

The publisher of the video claimed to be the designer of the dance, and then Shu Ya copied her dance and won the award instead of the Kyoto Dance Theater.

The video publisher claims to be a soft-spoken person. Maybe this video will not cause any disturbance when it is posted on the Internet, but as the original author, she has to defend her rights.

This green tea-flavored speech was very much like her green tea sister.

She followed the video and clicked into the comment area, and the comment at the top was posted by the author of the video.

Thank you for supporting me in defending my rights. I will definitely live up to everyone's expectations, take back what should belong to me, and let Shuya, a hypocritical dancer, show her true colors.

This comment alone has received [-] likes.

There are more than 1 replies below, all of which are supporting the video author.

Shu Ya's gaze was a little cold.

She put away her phone and said to Cheng Nian, "I'm going back to the dance troupe."

After finishing speaking, Shu Ya hurriedly left the hospital.

Now, only by taking out her own manuscript can she prove that the design is her own.

Even as she suspected now, the manuscript had been stolen.

Because the manuscript in this video is very familiar, it was obviously drawn by her, and she remembered some details of her own drawing.

When Shu Ya returned to the dance troupe, Wang Qingfeng, the director of the Jingdu Dance Theater, was already waiting there, and Yang Zhen, the director of the Shanghai Song and Dance Troupe, was also there.

The two stood side by side, both waiting for Shu Ya.

Their faces were unanimously ugly.

This time things fermented.

Not only Shuya's reputation was damaged, but the reputation of these two dance theaters, especially the Jingdu Dance Theater, which took Shuya Dance to participate in the competition, was even more damaged.

Shu Ya knew what they were waiting for, so she said directly: "Wait a minute, I'll go to the dressing room, if you have anything to say, we'll talk about it later, thank you."

After she finished speaking, she hurried to her dressing room.

The two leaders glanced at each other and followed her to her dressing room.

As soon as Shu Ya entered, she began to look through the drawer where she put her manuscript, but she couldn't find it no matter what.

At the beginning, she did put it in this drawer.

Shu Ya's frown deepened.

She even scrupulously searched the entire dressing room, but still couldn't find the manuscript.

Wang Qingfeng, the director of the Kyoto Dance Theater, said, "Shu Ya, you have been busy here for so long, you should give us an explanation."

Shu Ya pursed her lips: "I'm sorry, this was my mistake. After choreographing, I didn't put the manuscript away properly, which led to the current situation and brought troubles to both dance troupes."

"It's useless for you to say these things now, so I'll ask you, have you run out of inspiration? In the end, did you copy or not?"

"No." Shu Ya looked up at Dean Wang with a firm gaze, "If I can't make it up, I can't make it up. It's impossible to plagiarize."

"But now the number of reposts of the video on the Internet has exceeded 10,000+, and there is indeed a dated manuscript in the video, five days ago."

"I see." Shu Ya took a deep breath, not dissatisfied with Dean Wang's suspicion.

She just said: "I kept the manuscript in this dressing room at the time, I'll find out after checking the surveillance."

After finishing speaking, she took the tablet next to her and opened a software, which immediately displayed the scene of the dressing room.

(End of this chapter)