Time passes by little by little, and with the exaggeration of many domestic media, many netizens are watching.

Among them, Su Mu became popular with the reverse poisonous milk wave of Teacher Wang Jie.

Although I don’t know the result, everyone is optimistic about Sumu.

At the same time, at the foot of Mount Fuji in the island country, the annual Asian singer competition has finally arrived.

The open-air venue and the huge stage, behind it is the snow scene of Mount Fuji, surrounded by cherry blossoms, as if you are in an anime.

In the background of the stage, Su Mu, Huang Tianwang and others were preparing.

"Sumu, don't be nervous, just follow the rehearsal."

In the backstage at this moment, everyone invited has a separate lounge.

Huang Tianwang and others were in the rest room, and Sumu was silent. They thought Sumu was nervous and couldn't help but speak to comfort him.

"Well, don't worry, it's okay."

Su Mu nodded. He was not nervous, but was just a little excited.

He is finally about to step onto such a stage.

"Hey, Huang, I didn't expect you to come too."

Just as everyone was resting, a figure walked in outside the lounge.

He spoke English, and when he saw King Huang, he walked over politely as if he had met an old friend.

"Huang, I haven't seen each other for many years. I still remember that you lost to me last time. I didn't expect that we will meet again this time."

He held his hands, but the figure who arrived was not kind in his words.

"Smith, I didn't expect to see you here either."

Huang Tianwang frowned, but still squeezed out a smile and responded.

"Haha, Huang, maybe this is God's arrangement."

He laughed, then the figure let go of his hand, looked around, and left directly.

When the other party left, Huang Tianwang's face dimmed.

In the lounge, the atmosphere became solemn for a moment.

"This damn Smith, keeps staring at us."

Huang Tianwang’s agent couldn’t help it and started cursing.

Su Mu was a little confused, who was Smith? He really didn't understand.

"Okay, don't worry about this, peace of mind competition."

King Huang frowned, but slowly calmed down.

He has a bad relationship with Smith.

King Huang said something, and Su Mu didn't think much about it.

Smith on the other side chuckled after leaving.

"Nick, go and go there with the island..."

He gave a gentle command to the assistant beside him.

The next moment, the assistant beside him nodded with a smile, and then left.

On the other side, the stage manager

"We need to complete it here and here as soon as possible."

"yes."

A man in his forties was giving instructions.

He is the head of this singer competition, Heiichi Kojima, who is in charge of such a competition for the first time, and he also wants to achieve something.

"Kojima-kun, Mr. Smith's assistant has something to come to you."

A subordinate led Nick to come and nodded to the island.

"Well, you can do it first."

Waving his hand, his men left, Nick slowly walked forward and said something to Heiichi Kojima.

After a while, Huang Tianwang's lounge

"Dangdangdangdang..."

After a few knocks on the door, a staff member from the competition came over.

"Mr. Huang, there is a notice about you about this competition, and I need to tell you now."

The staff bent over and said, for a moment, Huang Tianwang, Su Mu and others in the lounge were stunned.

"The song you submitted earlier was reported and suspected of plagiarism, so this competition decided to ban you from using it."

After the words fell, the rest room suddenly became silent.

How is this possible?

How could it be plagiarized?

"Is there any misunderstanding? This is a new song we specially asked someone to create."

The agent next to him stood up and explained to the staff.

They prepared this new song early in the morning.

In order to break out of Asia and go further, we specially invited masters from Europe and the United States to write lyrics and compose music.

How could plagiarism occur?

"Hey, Huang, it seems you are in trouble?"

Just as everyone explained, Smith returned again at the door.

Looking at the ugly face of King Huang, he couldn't help but smile.

"It seems that Huang, this time, you still can't beat me."

Smith was arrogant and contented, and he felt relieved when he watched King Huang lose.

"You have yellow skin, you should accept your fate."

He said disdainfully, which made Huang Tianwang and others frown. A trace of anger appeared in the eyes of many people.

Too arrogant.

After saying that, Smith was about to leave.

Smith knew about the experience of Huang Tianwang early in the morning.

After all, all this was done by him.

"Ha ha ha ha………"

With a smug smile, he likes to see his opponent helpless and powerless.

“Hey, wait.”

Just when Smith was content with his complacent, a voice behind him stopped him.

Smith turned his head in confusion and saw Su Mu in the corner staring at him calmly.

"Hey, another one wants to stand out?"

With a chuckle, Smith didn't mind staying for a while, but instead made fun of him.

"Apologize, apologize for what happened just now."

He scolded Sumu approached step by step, but Smith was unmoved at all.

"Oh my god, guess what I heard, a yellow-skinned person actually…..."

"Bang!"

Before he finished speaking, Su Mu moved his right hand and captured the other party.

"Shi Te, you yellow pig, you dare to attack me."

Half kneeling, Smith shouted in disbelief.

"Sumu, don't be impulsive, this is a competition."

Seeing Su Mu take action after a disagreement, Huang Tianwang and others panicked.

They are singers, and they have never seen such a scene.

Awu and Zhang Ying watched Su Mu take action, and even though they were prepared, they were still shocked.

"Apologize!"

Su Mu's eyes were cold, and he looked at Smith in his hand without any intention of stopping.
To be continued...