Yan Sheng's long Weibo spread all over the Internet overnight.
Weibo explained in detail the process of adapting the song, from the entanglement when discovering the plagiarized part, to the final determination to keep it, fabricating creative ideas, and buying people to testify. As a professional music producer, Yan Sheng participated in or watched every step of the whole incident, almost disclosing the whole thing exactly.
At the end, another paragraph was written.
[For my behavior, I should be ashamed. It was as if I found the most exquisite and glorious pearl in an unfinished necklace, but it was stolen—the selfish desire to create the perfect jewel with my own hands consumed me so much that I made it. Most despicable choice.
I apologize to the original author and resign from my position on the "Superstar" program team.
Thanks to Sky Entertainment and some fan groups, it is you who made me truly realize that evil is endless, and even evil deeds that I thought would have a small impact may lead to irreparable consequences.]
In a blink of an eye, this Weibo caused an uproar on the Internet.
Tianyu immediately panicked, but Yan Sheng directly cut off all contact, and did not respond any more, expressly rejecting all public relations methods. Netizens quickly discovered the unfinished meaning in the last paragraph. Following the investigation, the relaxed state of mind of watching the movie changed rapidly.
The first thing to be dug out was a video.
The video was posted on an account with only a few fans. It doesn't look very old, and the accompanying text is even quite proud.
The sound is very noisy, and the picture is shaken and blurred, but faint laughter can still be heard. It can be seen that the young man who once healed his soul in front of the piano was forced to a corner, splashed with water, threatened, and stimulated without a bottom line. ridicule.
No one with enough sense and normal emotions can remain indifferent to the pictures in this video.
Immediately afterwards, more and more content was exposed. Someone released the chat records of He Yuanwei's fan group anonymously, only to find out that in addition to the siege this time, those fans also threatened Gong Zhengyu with text messages and phone calls for quite a long time, and even showed off and compared each other from time to time.
The anger of the netizens was completely ignited, and the anger towards the fans also directly burned on He Yuanwei.
He Yuanwei's reaction was quick, and he immediately posted an apology on Weibo, with a calm and sincere attitude, expressing sincere concern and apology to Gong Zhengyu. At the same time, he quickly disregarded his relationship, saying that he was completely ignorant of what the fans were doing, and that he would definitely restrain the fans better in the future, and never let this kind of thing happen again.
This time, the reply below has obviously lost friendliness and patience.
[Don't believe it, don't listen, don't care. Fans are making trouble like this, have you appeased them? Are you bound? Did you say you didn't copy it? Why are so many original songwriters and Tianyu suddenly terminated the contract, I don't know why?]
[Gong Zhengyu's private phone number was leaked on the second day after the case was closed, inciting fans to do one thing after another, and now something happened and you want to clean yourself up? Are you worthy of intimidating your fans?]
[I heard that Liang Xuanyi beat someone because of this? Really, why beat He Fan, if you want me to say, please hit He Yuanwei directly, to the death, you're welcome. [Smile.jpg]]
[As long as the star has a positive influence on the fans, it will not be like this. These behaviors have violated the law, pay attention to the relevant departments, please drink tea, He Daxingxing :)]
[This set again? Your family must be staring at a sheep to pluck its wool. Does anyone remember the airport siege back then?]
[I remember! ! In the end, it was criticized by Tianyu, and there was no splash at all. At that time, I clearly saw the photo of the person who fell off the elevator!]
[Fall off the elevator? ! ? ! Please tell me in detail whether QAQ is the deafness caused by that time? Suddenly, my heart hurts until it explodes...]
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The people involved in the whole incident accounted for a row of trending searches, except for Liang Xuanyi's beating accident, which received a lot of applause, and the rest were almost full of fierce scolding.
After flipping through a few pages of comments, He Yuanwei's face became more and more gloomy, he pushed the computer away hard, and smashed out the cigarette butt in his hand.
"Brother Yuan, the company is already controlling reviews, but with the lessons learned last time, I dare not make it too obvious, for fear of causing more serious reactions from netizens..."
He Dong approached in fear, lit another cigarette, and handed it to him cautiously: "Don't be angry, the company also said that we are talking about our talents now. As long as the next song is good, and we reshape the character design, we will be able to Jedi Strikes Back—The next song is the song you became famous back then, and the audience will definitely recognize it!"
After hearing his words, He Yuanwei's complexion finally got better, and he glanced at him coldly: "You screwed up once, and you're sure again this time?"
"This time there must be no problem. This is the song that Liang Kaiji personally created for you back then! Even if Liang Xuanyi participates in the competition, so what? Can he still compare to his father? The audience voting will teach him to be a man!"
Some cold sweat dripped down He Dong's back, he nodded quickly, and followed him with a smirk: "Don't worry, as long as we can win the championship in the next round, the company will take advantage of the trend to push up the people who have worked so hard these years, and we will definitely be able to pass the time." Those who have survived this storm..."
What he said was indeed feasible, He Yuanwei was silent for a while before nodding, took a deep breath on the cigarette, and threw it into the ashtray casually.
The song he will sing in the next game is "Growing Freely". When he debuted ten years ago, the company paid a lot of money to invite Liang Kaiji to compose this song carefully. It was once popular all over the country, and even became a memory of youth for a generation. He also became famous overnight.
After all, the music circle is not exactly the same as the entertainment circle, it is still a place where strength speaks. As long as he can sing this song well, he will definitely have a chance to make a comeback.
Liang Xuanyi made it clear that the chariots and horses were going to protect Gong Zhengyu, so he wanted to see what a second-generation star who could only play the piano would compete with his father's famous song in the Dingding music scene.
The matter has been pushed to the cusp, but the parties concerned seem to have agreed and disappeared from the public's sight tacitly.
Worried that the reporter would disturb Gong Zhengyu's recuperation, Liang Xuanyi took him home when the other party's condition stabilized, and firmly declined all interviews from the outside world.
"I'm really fine, don't worry too much."
This accident seemed to cast a bigger shadow on the other party than himself. Su Shi smiled helplessly, but he obediently placed him on the bed, holding the hand that was protruding from his forehead.
"There is still a week before the competition. He Yuanwei chose "Grow Freely" and it is aimed at you. Are you sure?"
Liang Xuanyi's movements paused for a while, without responding, he withdrew his arms and hugged him, leaned over and kissed his forehead: "You should have a good rest first, we will discuss these matters later..."
Even among Liang Kaiji's works, "Freedom to Grow" is a song with a high status, and its popularity is unprecedented. It was even selected into "Memory of the Times" and became one of the symbols of a generation.
"Bird" was originally a song that broke through the shackles and moved forward. Once his mentality was shaken in the slightest, he would not be able to sing the true connotation of this song. In his heart, his father was always an indestructible mountain. He was not afraid of He Yuanwei, but he did not challenge his father's confidence.
In anyone's opinion, this game is probably a loser.
But even if you lose a game, it doesn't really matter. "Superstar" adopts a knockout system. Even if the opponent wins once, as long as his ranking is not low, he still has a chance to come back...
Gong Zhengyu didn't move, Wen Che's eyes were always on him, still waiting for his reply persistently.
Liang Xuanyi fell silent, raised his hand to caress the young man's still pale cheeks, and hugged him into his arms.
Although his asthma was under control, Gong Zhengyu still had a low-grade fever and dizziness. Apart from catching a cold that day, it was also related to his fatigue these days.
He wanted to drag Gong Zhengyu to the sunny place, to prove the other party's ability, to let everyone see such dazzling talent and talent, but he didn't want to take Gong Zhengyu's health as everything. the price.
"I'm fine."
The person in his arms moved, raised his arms and hugged him back, with a soft voice: "I need to find something to do, don't let me be idle..."
His chest was inexplicably suffocated, Liang Xuanyi subconsciously clenched his hand, held his breath and straightened up, raising his hand to caress his eyebrows that still had a beautiful curve.
The light in those eyes was still warm and clear, meeting the tension in his eyes that couldn't be concealed, they bent a little, held his hand instead, leaned over suddenly, and planted a kiss on his cheek.
"I hope you win, let's try again, shall we?"
Looking into his eyes, Liang Xuanyi suddenly couldn't say no.
The thin body took the initiative to lean over, and quietly snuggled into his arms. The slightly heavier weight on his arms reassured him, he hugged him tightly again, and rubbed the top of his forehead: "Don't be too tired, let's go together."
"it is good."
Obtaining his promise, Gong Zhengyu seemed to be visibly happy, his brows and eyes immediately curved into a nice arc, and his eyes also revealed a little bright color again.
Liang Xuanyi finally felt relieved, and kissed the corner of his lips again: "Let me sing "Flying Birds" to you, okay?"
The key of this song was within Gong Zhengyu's weakest hearing range. Su Shi nodded and was about to adjust the volume of the hearing aid, but he was already enveloped by warm breath, and a low and soft singing sounded beside his ears.
The pitch of the whole song dropped, so the fierce unwillingness turned into a gentle murmur, the voice touched the tired heart, trying hard to warm the lingering chill.
Su Shi closed his eyes, completely relaxed his body, and was wrapped into his firm and warm chest by the arms behind him.
The chill in his heart had quietly appeared since he was forced into the alley, as if some emotions that did not belong to him were fighting for the control of this body at the same time, he was still able to restrain himself, but sometimes he was unavoidably tired.
Maybe stop for a short break, recharge your batteries, and pick yourself up again...
Singing softly the song that should have been persistent and unwavering, Liang Xuanyi hugged the person in his arms, patted him patiently, and his eyes fell on the slightly fluttering eyelashes of the person in his arms.
I'm afraid Tianyu completely controlled the public opinion about the accident that happened at the airport that year, and it was the first time even he heard about it.
Being surrounded, questioned, and pushed down from such a high elevator, how profoundly did it affect the quiet and gentle person in his arms. Could it be that, as netizens speculated, Gong Zhengyu's deafness was caused by that accident
His own voice still seemed to be effective, the body in his arms gradually relaxed, cuddled in his arms docilely, and his breathing gradually became gentle and long.
The medicine used has sedative ingredients, and Gong Zhengyu will get tired easily these days. Liang Xuanyi carefully put him back on the bed, and was about to take off the hearing aid for him, but suddenly his wrist was tightly grasped.
Silent vigilance flashed across the dark pupils, and it took a moment of trance to recognize the person in front of him. Weiliang's fingers hesitated and gradually let go, and Liang Xuanyi squeezed them tightly into his palms again.
"Zheng Yu, what's the matter, are you afraid?"
As if he had vaguely glimpsed what he had been worrying about all along, Liang Xuanyi held his hand, leaned over to hug his faintly tense body, and said in a tense voice, "It's okay, I'm here, I'll always be here. I won't leave I will stay here with you..."
"It's okay, I'm fine..."
As soon as the body and mind relax for a while, I am almost completely occupied by those emotions.
Su Shi finally had a thorough understanding of his situation, shook his head with a smile, and said softly, "I want to play the piano."
Liang Xuanyi was slightly startled, but he didn't dissuade him. He just nodded slightly and helped him sit up: "I'll accompany you."
Although the concept of pot has completely disappeared, the mission is still there. As long as you can help the protagonist win the championship, the higher the gold content of this championship, the higher your rating will be.
Thinking of the newly entered experience points, Su Shi's mood improved a lot. With his support, he stood up, walked to the piano again and sat down.
"Growing Freely" was Liang Kaiji's proudest work ten years ago. At that time, He Yuanwei was just a newcomer in the music scene. The overall tune was sunny and bright, with a strong sense of rhythm. It was a big hit at that time. It was both a coincidence and a real name return.
"Flying Bird" is also a song written for teenagers. He originally substituted Liang Xuanyi's state of mind at that time. From unwillingness to suppress to counterattack from the jedi, emotions layered up one after another, and finally broke out completely, but he still felt like he was still young. something happened.
Liang Xuanyi's sound quality was originally thick and magnetic, and the brightness was much weaker. The original arrangement is most suitable for the clear and clear voice of the teenagers. If we go back ten years, the other party will probably be able to sing this song until the audience is boiling with chorus.
If it is handled like this now, it is enough to deal with ordinary opponents, but it can't stand the "Free Growth" with a similar tone.
Seeing that he seemed to regain his energy when he touched the piano, Liang Xuanyi showed a very gentle and helpless smile in his eyes, and consciously went back to the kitchen to make him a new cup of hot cocoa.
Back in the living room, the piano sounded.
The same tune, but because of slight adjustments in rhythm and pitch, it suddenly changed from the indomitable clear and high-spirited, quietly adding new thickness and connotation.
Liang Xuanyi immediately understood what he meant, and silently sang along, his eyes lightened slightly, and he walked quickly towards him.
The person sitting in front of the piano still did not relax, his right hand was still playing the original melody, his left hand crossed his right arm, and landed in the high-pitched area that no one dared to touch.
A string of notes that were as clear as birdsong cascaded between his fingers, causing Liang Xuanyi to subconsciously hold his breath.
The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, Gong Zhengyu looked up at him, his chest heaved slightly, his eyes were as bright as washing water: "Do you have a flute at home?"
A week of preparation time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye it was the day of the competition.
In order to facilitate the creation and performance of the singers, the rehearsals of "Superstar" were completely separated and kept secret, but Liang Xuanyi still only rehearsed according to the previous arrangement, and did not include the soundtrack with him until the scene. brought over.
It is difficult for a team that has not gotten along well with the scene to achieve the best fit. The music director of "Superstar" has a temper. He patted the table and said that he wanted to call Liang Kaiji, but his assistant pulled his clothes twice.
Under everyone's stunned gaze, Yan Sheng came out wearing sunglasses, and sat silently in front of the piano.
Yan Sheng is mean, but his strength is unambiguous. His sudden resignation is also a great loss for the program team. Unexpectedly, this guy resigned without saying a word, and unexpectedly stayed back without saying a word.
The director laughed angrily, and was about to punch this face-saving old guy in the past, but Liang Xuanyi gracefully stopped him: "I have two soundtracks, and Mr. Yan is one of them." One, I hope you can accommodate me."
Unable to understand what he meant for a while, the director looked at Yan Sheng in astonishment, but the latter just nodded, adjusted his sunglasses, and said in a low voice to Liang Xuanyi: "It's agreed, can you help me and Teacher Gong ask for help? handwritten score…”
"Don't worry, Zheng Yu has already written it, and I will give it to you after the competition."
Liang Xuanyi laughed dumbfounded, nodded patiently, and looked down to the backcourt with concern.
The solo of the flute is the finishing touch of the whole song. Gong Zhengyu originally planned to ask him to find a professional to suppress the performance, but after consulting a doctor and confirming that there would be no problem, he made up his mind to do so. The idea of the other party coming in person.
In the past few days, Gong Zhengyu has been intensively preparing for the competition. Apart from going to see Shen Fei as usual, Gong Zhengyu devoted himself to this song. It's okay when I'm busy during the day, but I often don't sleep well at night, and sometimes I can barely fall asleep until the middle of the night.
Although that person was always as gentle and peaceful as ever, and his eyebrows and eyes were often curved in a beautiful arc, he was always unable to feel at ease. Especially when the other party woke up from a dream, he occasionally caught the fleeting content in those eyes, which made his heart sink day by day.
Public opinion is changing, mistakes are being repaired, but the damage has already been done.
Only when touching the music, those eyes can be clear without any haze. This song originally belonged to the two of them, Gong Zhengyu shouldn't just stand in the dark, just look at him.
The young man holding the flute raised his head as if aware of it, and met his gaze, his pale lips were slightly pursed, as if he was a little nervous because of such a stage, but his eyes still shone brightly.
Boundless warm colors flooded his eyes, Liang Xuanyi said in a low voice, sorry, and walked quickly towards that figure.
Gong Zhengyu only wore a simple white shirt today, jeans and canvas shoes, with the cuffs rolled up to the elbows, showing a clean and pure youthful air. Seeing him approaching, he tilted his head slightly and smiled silently, his short hair fell docilely by his ears, just covering the traces of the hearing aid.
"nervous?"
Pulling him into his arms with a hug, Liang Xuanyi spoke softly, carefully arranging the earphone cable for him.
Gong Zhengyu shook his head with a slight smile, and handed him the lozenges, still uneasy: "When using breath sounds, remember to keep the microphones close. Their sound effects are very good, but the reverberation is too strong. Yes, I just took a look at the sound wave in the main control room, and the air sound was almost lost by the post-processing sound... "
"Okay, I remember."
Clearly nervous that he couldn't sing well, Liang Xuanyi chuckled hoarsely, nodded in a good-tempered manner, and deliberately teased him with a smile: "I will pay attention to all these, what else does Teacher Gong want to tell you?"
Su Shi's voice paused, and his expression couldn't stop collapsing.
After Yan Sheng retired, he suddenly came to the door, one teacher at a time, he insisted on dragging himself to study the piano, and then he persevered in squatting in the hospital, becoming the first outsider who didn't even stop Liang Xuanyi.
In order to persuade the other party to help Liang Xuanyi as a steel partner, Su Shi had no choice but to agree to handwrite a copy of the score that he played that day. I don't know why these serious masters who can pick up the score after listening to it once did it to the original author with bare hands. The staves drawn have such deep passion.
Seeing the almost depressed expression on his face, Liang Xuanyi showed a gentle smile in his eyes, and raised his hand to help him brush his bangs away: "Actually, I'm still quite nervous. won the song, it will be even more embarrassing to meet at home... "
Finally being attracted by him to chuckle, Su Shi raised his flute and tapped him on the shoulder twice: "Okay, open your voice, He Yuanwei will be with us later."
Satisfied by the word "we", Liang Xuanyi nodded, but still did not leave, but stood with him in the backstage, looking at He Yuanwei who had already sung on stage.
"Growing Freely" is not a song that requires much skill, and it is also because of its catchy melody and high popularity. He Yuanwei has sung "Freedom to Grow" for ten years, and his grasp of the whole song has already been perfected. He hardly changed the song on stage this time. By the last verse, the audience was even driven to sing along with the chorus.
The enthusiastic atmosphere comparable to a concert obviously also brought a lot of pressure to other contestants.
At the end of the song, He Yuanwei's eyes showed some pride and pride, and he bowed slightly towards the audience, finally completely dispelling the dark clouds that had been lingering in his heart these days.
Liang Xuanyi was led onto the stage, and the two passed by each other without any interaction.
The audience hadn't recovered from the aftertaste of "Grow Freely", and couldn't help but communicate in low voices excitedly, not even paying attention to the host's announcement.
The original gorgeous stage lights should be extinguished, leaving only two beams of light, one beam fell on the singer in the middle of the stage, and the other beam fell on the corner.
The single sound of the piano sounded, and the extremely simple melody flowed out gently in the darkness, as pure as a chick that had just hatched, suddenly poking at the softest place in people's hearts.
The auditorium gradually fell silent.
The author has something to say:
He Yuanwei: Isn't it just to get rid of the pot, why can't get rid of it! ? ! ? (╯‵dish′)╯︵┻━┻
Su Shi:QvQ
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