The foreign young man looked at everyone, and he was afraid that if he didn't give an explanation, he would be able to calm everyone's anger. He had no choice but to sigh, "To tell you the truth, I am actually engaged in composing music. This child just sang this

The first song...this song..."

"What's wrong with this song?" the guard asked curiously.

The foreign young man gritted his teeth and said: "I am writing a new song, but I only wrote the beginning, and the rest cannot be written no matter what. But the song this child hums...the beginning is exactly the same as what I wrote.

.But the latter part... how is it possible! I clearly wrote less than one-third of it!"

"Is this... could it be the so-called creative collision?" The female guard quickly reacted: "Isn't this something that happens all the time? For example, in those TV series, ten times out of ten they all have almost the same script...

The music, the beginnings of many songs are quite similar."

"Probably." The foreign young man could only nodded.

He understood that as an adult, if he held on to this child, it would already be a moral issue. But he was unwilling to do so. No matter how creative he was, it would not be completely the same... This

The beginning part.

And style!

The tune that the child hummed, and the style that followed, were obviously so familiar to me... It felt like I had written it with my own hands!

But even though the matter was calmed down in front of him, the foreign young man probably felt ashamed and embarrassed to stay here, so he quickly said: "I...I'm going to wash my face too, excuse me."

After the two guards saw that the foreign youth had also left, the female guard suddenly whispered: "Why did they both run away with an excuse?"

"Who knows..." The guard man shrugged and then winked.

It turned out that his hand was placed under the table, and he was still holding his mobile phone. He clearly took a lot of photos of Qiao An, the foreign youth, and the kid Paul.

The female guard opened her mouth, and the guard man quickly made a silencing gesture, "Stop talking!"

She only nodded. After all, she was just a new employee, and the person in front of her was an old man, so she really didn't dare to offend him.

"But it's strange. The broadcast has been going on for a while, right? Why hasn't anyone come to claim the child yet?" The female guard said in confusion: "There is no news from the main station. Could it be that no one has asked...

…I mean, brother, is this child really the child of Qiao An and a foreigner?"

"Hmm...it does look similar." The guard man stared at the photo on the phone screen.

…

…

"...There is a child named Paul in the 47 guard room. He is about seven years old. Please contact the staff immediately after hearing the broadcast."

Han Bingjiang stopped suddenly and looked at Qiao An next to him, "Paul, is that your child's name? It turns out to be in Room 47. No wonder the one just now was not found. It turned out that the two people ran to Room 47. We

Come over quickly, Miss Qiao An?"

"Okay." Qiao An seemed relieved and had a smile on his face.

Just when walking through the bathroom in the corridor, Qiao An suddenly said: "Can you wait a moment? I want to touch up my makeup. Anyway, the children have been found, so there is no need to worry."

Before Han Bingjiang could react, Qiao An walked straight into the women's restroom.

Han Bingjiang shook his head secretly... At this time, he actually had to reapply makeup and so on. These celebrities had enough.

It was late at night, and there was no one around... The ice monster looked around, and suddenly he became addicted to cigarettes. He thought of quietly hiding in the toilet and lighting up a match that he was using anyway, and secretly took it with him.

Smuggled in.

But just as Han Bingjiang quietly walked into the men's room to light a fire, he suddenly saw someone walking towards him behind the mirror.

Han Bingjiang immediately put the matches and cigarettes into his pocket, turned around, but what he saw was Qiao An.

"Miss Qiao An, how do you..."
Chapter completed!