Until late at night, Tianyu still failed to find out who was behind the criticism.
Seeing that the reactions of netizens became more and more intense, the calls to Gong Zhengyu were still not answered. Tianyu had no choice but to urgently delete the statement Weibo, re-state that everything will be explained in detail at the trial tomorrow, and finally stabilize the situation forcibly.
When Su Shi woke up the next morning, dozens of missed calls had already accumulated on his phone.
Although the statement didn't say anything soft, it already met Tianyu's requirements, and the comments were controlled to such a point, I don't know what's the use of rushing to find myself.
I am used to the quiet state around my ears, but I feel much cleaner. Su Shi got up to wash up, his eyes fell on the watch, and his footsteps suddenly stopped.
At 8:50 in the morning, the 24 hours of holding the pot are about to pass.
Some ominous premonitions inexplicably formed in his heart, Su Shi came back from the shower, took the time to pick up his phone, and only flipped through a few pages of Weibo, his expression stiffened.
Tianyu deleted Weibo, and only his own apology statement hung alone. The one-sided situation was reversed in an instant, and the comments below were already arguing.
Although the voices from both sides are still there, it is obviously more beneficial to him than expected. The topic of #天娱hurricane control review# also became a hot search overnight.
After holding the pot firmly for 24 hours, it seemed that there was only one rim left.
"... Backlash, it must be backlash!"
The mechanical sound buzzed, ignoring the design of the host, and hurriedly explained: "That's right! The more powerful opening skills will have a certain backlash after they are used up!"
Su Shi couldn't help but frowned, and raised his hand to rub his aching ears from the shock.
Detecting the ominous fluctuations in the host's mood, the system became more and more trembling, and carefully added: "This mission itself has a certain degree of difficulty. The main system has already sent out assistance from the host. Don't worry about the host!"
"And off-site assistance?"
Not believing that he would have such good luck, Su Shi raised his eyebrows in surprise, and before he could ask further questions, his phone vibrated desperately.
It was still the familiar number dozens of times. Su Shi had no choice but to put on the hearing aid to connect, and He Dong's voice came out of the receiver in a hurry.
"Gong Zhengyu? The situation is troublesome, come to the court quickly, and I will give you another 200,000—"
"It wasn't originally discussed like this."
Although he was not surprised by the other party's choice, Su Shi still frowned slightly, and interrupted him in a low voice, with a vaguely contradictory tone: "500,000 is enough for medical expenses, I don't need more money."
"If you come here quickly and know what you should say, adding another 200,000 won't be a big deal—otherwise, you won't even be able to get the last payment!"
The voice on the phone could no longer be heard as confident as before, and it was vaguely threatening, obviously under full pressure.
Without the blessing of special effects, Su Shi didn't want to go to court again, but he remained silent when he heard the expected threat.
The deposit is only 100,000, and Shen Fei has no medical insurance, so the money is not enough to save his life.
As long as the money is still in the hands of the other party, he will still be subject to Tianyu, no matter what the other party says, he can only grit his teeth and obey.
The young man on the other side of the phone fell silent, knowing that he had once again grasped the other party's dead point, He Dong regained his complacency, and spoke slowly: "That's right, cooperate with us well, and we will get what we need, you should know what to do …”
"Understood, I'll go now."
Su Shi responded in a deep voice, hung up the phone, got dressed and hurried out.
The boy is still in the hospital and wants to live, and he has to get the money.
Even at the risk of winning the lawsuit, this trip is the only way to go.
The media was allowed to attend the trial this time. When Su Shi was brought into the dock, reporters from various families had already crowded the auditorium.
At a glance, there were a few more famous old professors in the music industry on the witness stand, and the plaintiff's lawyer also deliberately replaced them with new ones. It seems that the accusation incident last night did put a lot of pressure on Tianyu.
With a rough idea in mind, Su Shi was about to look away, and his heart skipped a beat as he glanced at the faces in the auditorium from the corner of his eye.
Liang Xuanyi unexpectedly also came.
The main god's ban is still there, no matter how courageous the other party is, they probably won't settle for a world and aim at the position of the protagonist again.
Looking past those familiar black eyes, Su Shi was still confused, quickly lowered his head and narrowed his eyes, turned around and stood up again.
The two shouldn't have met so early, and I don't know if it's one of the so-called backlashes of the system. Any effect that has been forcibly suppressed for 24 hours will have a violent backlash.
Going too far, these special effects sound good, but in the final analysis they are still unreliable.
The wooden hammer sounded, and the trial, which had been postponed for twenty-four hours, finally began.
Tianyu's new lawyers were extremely well prepared. From He Yuanwei's creative inspiration to ideas, the writing, debugging and modification of the entire song, they all provided very detailed evidence. Even the old professors testified that it was time to help He Yuanwei change the song, and it was before Gong Zhengyu released the song.
The media cameras faithfully recorded the scene of the trial, and the judge nodded solemnly, indicating that the defendant and the defense lawyer could start their own defense.
The defendant's lawyer flipped through the materials and shook his head towards the court.
Gong Zhengyu was stunned, and looked at him in disbelief, but the defendant's lawyer remained calm and closed his folder: "The other side's evidence has been presented in great detail, and my client cannot provide more effective evidence related to the creative idea, so I have no objection." .”
Being pointed at by the camera, the young man looked more and more cramped. The hand hanging by his side rubbed the corner of his clothes tightly, and his fingertips were already whitish.
I don't know if it was because of nervousness or anger, his cheeks were faintly red, he took a deep breath, finally raised his head under the camera for the first time, and paused every word: "I don't need creative ideas, I—"
"If it is a plagiarized work, of course you don't need any creative ideas."
The courage he had finally summoned up was interrupted by the other party's lawyer disapprovingly, and the young man's words were blocked straight away, his delicate cheeks suddenly flushed.
The judge knocked down the gavel, and said in a low tone: "Attention the plaintiff, now is the stage of the defendant and the defense lawyer's statement."
"Forgive me, the judge. I did not intend to disturb the progress of the trial."
Tianyu's lawyer remained unhurried, his eyes were on the dock, and his words were sharp: "As far as I know, the defendant has publicly admitted the facts and made an apology. Are you going to go back on your word now?"
The young man held his breath, met He Dong's threatening gaze, hesitated for a while, and finally lowered his head slowly in silence.
Seeing that the defendant had stopped defending himself, the judge was about to speak when a deep old voice suddenly came from the witness stand: "Enough."
The voice was not high, but very deep. The entire courtroom was silent for a moment, and all eyes were on the old man sitting in the middle of the witness stand.
The old man has gray hair, but he still looks hale and hearty, his eyes are still bright and sharp, and although he is only wearing a simple Chinese tunic suit, he still exudes a daunting and majestic aura.
Su Shi also turned around and looked over, his heart skipped a beat for no reason.
According to the original plot, the old man would not appear at the court hearing.
"Through the Wind" is of extraordinary significance to He Yuanwei, and it is at the critical stage of its rise. There was a lot of trouble last night, and Tianyu must have been in a hurry to go to the doctor, so Zheng Xingyun was moved out.
As a pioneering figure in the recording era, Zheng Xingyun was born in military art, and has written countless shocking classic melodies. In the music circle, more than half of the academic schools with major backgrounds come from his school.
Tianyu invited him here, apparently not expecting him to help. As Zheng Xingyun, even if he just sits on the witness stand and does not speak, it will undoubtedly increase the credibility of other people's testimony several times in an instant.
Hearing him suddenly stop now, not only was Su Shi feeling uneasy, but Tianyu Fang was even more apprehensive, for fear that he would say something that would be unfavorable to He Yuanwei.
Zheng Xingyun supported the table and stood up, leaning slightly towards the judge: "The defendant's defense lawyer has nothing to say. As a witness, I don't know if I am qualified to say a few words."
He was obviously sitting in the seat of the plaintiff's witness. The judge smiled wryly, nodded in compromise, and put away the gavel again.
"Writing a song is not easy. I don't know the truth about who copied who, and I didn't want to say more."
With permission, Zheng Xingyun spoke in a deep voice, and glanced at the cameras in the auditorium: "But there is a saying-I have written songs for so many years, and if I am asked to provide evidence to prove my creative ideas, I can't come up with much either. , let alone a work five years ago."
As soon as he opened his mouth, He Yuanwei's face turned pale.
"Creation is the gushing of inspiration. It is the transformation of a momentary spark into a work of writing. It can happen on any occasion. The initial thought is even weak, sensitive, and fleeting. The real talent, coupled with the right time, There is even no need for ideas at all, what is finished is the finished product.”
Turning a blind eye to Tianyu's desperate hints, the old man's voice was serious, and his tone was even faintly stern.
"You can come up with such detailed evidence. I admire that you have such thorough preparations at the beginning of your creation-it can certainly be used as evidence. Anyone who sees this evidence will not be able to refute the creator of this song. Belonging. But it doesn’t mean we can tolerate a layman, relying on the reason that he can’t prove his creative ideas, to force others to shut up!”
The court was silent and there was no sound.
Zheng Xingyun was unmoved, and turned to the young man in the dock, his tone softened: "After today, no matter what the verdict is. If you still want to dabble in music, you can come and talk to me at any time."
In the dock, the figure of the young man stood erect. After a long time, he finally slowly raised his hand to take off the hearing aid, bent deeply towards him, and did not move.
Hearing damage is not just insensitivity to volume. Even with hearing aids, there is no way to restore the most authentic effect.
He can no longer distinguish the nuances of timbre, he can no longer feel the melody changes keenly, and he can't even hear the range of some frequencies.
The old man stared at him for a long time with slightly fixed eyes, and he let out a long sigh with regret in his eyes.
The old sigh sounded in the quiet court, making people's hearts tremble.
The bailiff couldn't bear it, and walked over quickly, helped the young man's thin body up, patted him on the shoulder comfortingly, and made a motion towards him to put on the hearing aid.
"You don't need to wear it. My words can't change anything. What's the point of hearing this kind of judgment?"
Zheng Xingyun spoke softly, and nodded to the judge again: "I am sorry for the behavior that disrupted the order of the court today, and you will have to work."
After speaking, he actually got up and left, leaving the court directly.
The professors who testified looked pale and uncertain, but after all, they had already taken Tianyu's money, so they could only bite the bullet and continue to sit down, waiting for the court's verdict.
The evidence chain of the plaintiff was complete, the defendant voluntarily gave up his defense, and the case was finalized without even needing a debate.
But with Zheng Xingyun's words, no matter what the verdict is, it seems that it doesn't make much sense.
Tianyu controlled the review late at night, Zheng Xingyun made trouble at the scene of the trial, the original affiliation is still suspenseful, and the author of "Prayer" is suspected to be deaf.
The explosion of this court trial far exceeded expectations, and before Tianyu's public relations were in place, one draft after another had been rushed out.
Netizens have been holding back their anger all night, and finally have a way to vent. There were more and more voices on Gong Zhengyu's side, and the contrast between Zheng Xingyun's words and the final judgment aroused people's fierce anger.
The number of comments on several pieces of news also rose rapidly visible to the naked eye.
[Whoever has evidence is the original? In the future, will I have to videotape my papers, so that the professor will believe that I did not copy them? !]
[Focus on the key points, and immediately go to notarization to apply for a patent when you have inspiration. Otherwise, people will bite you back and say that you have no evidence :)]
[That lawyer was so mad that he wanted to beat him up when he saw it, did he come together?]
[Beat, beat, beat! My home is near the court, so I organized a group to stop him!]
[I'll put on a sack, you copy sticks!]
…
Looking at Tianyu's lawyer, whose complexion was faintly pale, Su Shi sighed lightly, and put down his phone.
All that's left is the handle.
Su Shi's heart was inexplicably complicated, he put the hearing aid in his pocket, and lowered his head to pack his things.
As soon as he went out, he was shrank by the flashing light.
In the courtroom, only video recordings were allowed but no interviews were allowed. The reporters were all crowded at the door, ready to rush up to get first-hand information at any time. Su Shi didn't have a manager to cover him, and he didn't have bodyguards to open the way, so he was easily blocked by the hungry reporters.
"Mr. Gong, what do you think of today's judgment?"
"You made an apology statement yesterday, and you tried to explain it again today. May I ask what caused your change of attitude? Did you know in advance that you would get the support of Mr. Zheng?"
"What is your attitude now? Are you willing to obey the judgment and apologize to Mr. He in public?"
Tianyu obviously hadn't given up on controlling public opinion. The crowd in front of him was so crowded that Su Shi couldn't read a certain person's lips. He frowned and took out his hearing aid. Before he could put it on, he dropped it on the ground.
There are crowds of people in front of me, everyone is talking to themselves, but there is still silence in their ears.
The uneasiness stemming from human instinct suddenly rose from the strange silence, spreading silently in my heart.
Su Shi pursed his lips slightly, lowered his head and tried to leave quickly, but the reporters still didn't intend to let him go. During the pushing and shoving, he was almost about to make him stand unsteadily again, but suddenly there was an extra hand behind him, supporting him steadily.
Subconsciously raised his head, Liang Xuanyi was standing beside him.
Seeing that familiar cold face, the reporters suddenly came back to their senses, and hurriedly put away their aggressive posture, everyone's eyes were full of surprise.
It was already strange enough that Liang Xuanyi would come to attend the trial.
Born in a top-notch music family, his father is Liang Kaiji, the godfather of Chinese music, and his mother is a national treasure singer of Junyi. Liang Xuanyi's road has been paved almost from the moment he was born. He just needs to go all the way, and he can easily reach the world that others can't reach. peak touched.
When he was less than twenty years old, he had already won prizes in many international piano competitions. Following his father's wishes a year ago, Liang Xuanyi turned to the music scene. Countless lyrics and songs that had been written before him were waiting for him to choose. It would be a matter of time before he made his mark in the music scene.
This time, "Superstar" also sent him an invitation letter, but he ignored it. According to the news from Reuters, the singer who kicked the pavilion this time sent him an invitation again, but it is still unknown whether he will accept it.
Liang Kaiji's status in the circle is supernatural, half of the singers and singers in today's music scene are created by him, Liang Xuanyi is standing here, the reporters really don't have the guts to ask questions.
"He can't hear, that's about enough."
Liang Xuanyi spoke softly, raised his hand to push aside the crowd, and bent over to pick up the hearing aid that fell on the ground, but his gaze couldn't help but sink.
Someone stepped on it during the pushing and shoving, and the hearing aid has been broken and shattered, obviously it can no longer be used.
"thanks… "
Su Shi spoke softly, intending to take the hearing aid in his hand, but Liang Xuanyi had already held the wreckage in his palm, and relaxed his grip on his wrist: "Go, I'll take you back first."
The reporters didn't dare to stop them, they watched the tall figure lead him away without any explanation, they were full of lingering fear, they looked at each other, and then dispersed in silence.
Liang Xuanyi's movements were not forceful, and his strength was even gentle. He led Su Shi into the car and sat down, nodded slightly, and the driver in front started the car.
After bringing the person back, Liang Xuanyi had time to consider the issue of communication. After pondering for a while, he was about to take out a pen and paper to write, but his arm was lightly held down.
"Tell me, I can understand."
I don't know if it was because he couldn't hear, but the young man's voice seemed soft, his slender eyelashes flashed, and he raised his head and looked at him seriously.
His expression was focused and gentle, and his eyes were as clear as water.
His heart trembled suddenly, Liang Xuanyi froze for a moment, and then slowed down his speech: "Tianyu is still struggling, don't take their words to heart."
Although he knew that he was reading his own lips, he was still not used to such unreserved staring. He knew that the other party could not hear him, but his voice was still low and soft.
As if he didn't expect him to say such a thing, the young man was slightly startled, and then nodded slightly after a while.
Liang Xuanyi was not good at comforting others, he only said one sentence before turning his gaze out of the window.
He had just received an invitation from the "Superstar" kick-off singer, and he was still hesitating whether to participate in the competition. In order to avoid suspicion, today's trial should not have come.
But just last night, he accidentally saw the interview about plagiarism.
Facing He Yuanwei, Gong Zhengyu is no match at all—the other party has been famous for many years, and he is well versed in the way of acting under the camera, how to use language and demeanor properly, and how to let the audience see what they want to see.
The melody of several bars in "Prayer" and "Through the Wind" almost completely overlaps. "Through the Wind" sings the sweet happiness of loving each other, and the strong love is conveyed through almost every line of the lyrics. Those few bars are the essence of the whole song, awakening everyone's sweet and sour memories of the past of first love, making the whole song leap to several levels, completely surpassing the category of ordinary love songs.
The tune of "Prayer" has nothing to do with emotion, pure and natural, warm and flexible, like a transparent elf traveling through the fields covered with sunlight, and will pass through your fingers if you don't pay attention.
Things in the music industry were never certain, and he didn't intend to stir up this muddy water at first, so he clicked on the video and looked at it and was about to quit, but he was caught by that figure.
The young people in the crowd had gentle eyebrows and docile eyes, tightly wrapped in scarves, avoiding the camera jerky, almost exuding a youthful air that hadn't faded.
The dark eyes were forced to move away hastily by the camera, they were almost steamed, but they still persisted silently.
Born in a family of musicians, he studied and graduated step by step, and embarked on the road of music without any suspense. What Liang Xuanyi thinks about every day is how to find an outlet to get rid of his distinctive academic style, how to break through himself and go further, and how to meet his father's heavy expectations.
Seeing the helpless figure in the crowd, he suddenly had the idea to help.
So he visited Zheng Xingyun overnight and played "Prayer" to him. After hearing this, the other party was silent for a long time, and finally decided to accept Tianyu's invitation to attend the trial in person.
If the verdict cannot be changed, at least something has changed.
The quality of the car audio was too mediocre. Liang Xuanyi was not used to listening to music in the car, but he could still hear the noise of the engine, the sound of the horn on the road, and the quiet breathing of the young man beside him.
If you listen carefully, your ears are actually filled with various sounds all the time.
I don't know what it's like to feel in a completely quiet world.
Liang Xuanyi looked away from the window, and couldn't help but want to ask him why he suddenly lost his hearing, but felt that such a question was too rude and abrupt. Just as he was about to turn back, there was a little pulling force from his hand.
The light shines through the car window, revealing the faint water color in the dark eyes
Liang Xuanyi's chest was empty, and he subconsciously turned his gaze back, and followed his example, focusing on meeting those soft and clear eyes.
"Thank you… "
Gong Zhengyu spoke in a low voice, his eyes crossed and then moved away again, as if he was trying to think of words, but he didn't know how to speak.
Su Shi really had a headache. It was too early for the two of them to meet each other. It is reasonable that after Liang Xuanyi agreed to make up for the competition, because he was still unable to break through himself and tried to resolve it, he walked into the closed psychological clinic by accident. .
The 24-hour aftereffect is so strong that it seems that it is better not to use that special effect until the critical moment in the future.
The plot has completely deviated from the planned track, and he hasn't figured out how to deal with it yet. If he followed Liang Xuanyi, he would almost be confirming the support of the academy party for "Prayer", but the protagonist only helped him a lot, and there was really no reason to refuse the other party's kindness.
In the 28th hour of the opening, the pot has been smashed to one side, and the plot line cannot be collapsed together.
He was worrying, but the warm touch had already covered the top of his head, and he rubbed it lightly twice.
Su Shi instinctively raised his head to meet the other person's gaze, only to realize that he wanted to talk to him.
"No, actually—"
Seeing his gaze turned to him again, Liang Xuanyi spoke slowly, feeling a little helpless suddenly in his heart, but he still forced himself to speak slowly.
"Actually, we can't really change anything by doing this. The song "Crossing the Wind" is too popular, and domestic copyright awareness is not strong enough. "Superstar" will still recognize it as original. For many people In fact, it sounds good enough... "
There was a sudden pause in the voice, and Liang Xuanyi was startled when he saw the light smile on the young man's face, but Gong Zhengyu had already grabbed his wrist seriously.
"Thank you."
This time the tone was more serious and firm than last time, the young man's voice was clear and soft, and he slightly raised his head to meet his gaze.
After being dazed for a long time, Liang Xuanyi was finally relieved, and followed his example, showing a gentle smile.
"You're welcome. It's already noon, may I treat you to something?"
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[Manually bolded] Due to the author's limited legal knowledge, this article has many mistakes and omissions in the litigation and court trials. Please read it as a parallel world and don't be misled by the content of this article. Sanqian bows and apologizes.
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