Huo Xiang thought that just after he came back, after listening to the song, his sister asked if there was a possibility that the sentence might hit the tune.
He raised his head and looked at Huo Yao, "Sister, did you already know about Weibo?"
Sooner or later, things will be known, so he didn't hide it anymore, Huo Yao nodded, "Looked at Weibo last night."
"So you and Tong Yu were talking about the Internet last night?" Huo Xiang understood in an instant.
No wonder they avoided talking to him last night.
"Yeah." Huo Yao rubbed his chin, thought hard, and comforted him in a very serious tone: "Fourth brother, you don't have to take these online comments to heart, don't be affected by the mood, the truth of the matter will come sooner or later Check properly."
Comfort people, she's really bad at it.
Seeing his sister like this, Huo Xiang couldn't laugh or cry, he put down his phone, "It's not like I haven't encountered such a situation before, and my fourth brother has long looked down on it."
After a pause, he continued: "Compared to fans' comments, I'm actually more surprised that Xiang Nan's audio is exactly the same as the one I just perfected today."
Although the half-finished piece of this song was shown to several people in the orchestra before, even if Xiang Nan wanted to steal his piece, it wouldn't be exactly the same
Prophet
Or hit the one-in-a-million collision
The more Huo Xiang thought about it, the more weird he felt, he stood up, took the phone and walked out.
Huo Yao was still surprised that her fourth brother was calmer than expected, so when he saw him get up and go out, he couldn't help asking: "Fourth brother, where are you going?"
"I'll go to Xiang Nan to ask about it." Huo Xiang said without looking back.
Seeing this, Huo Yao thought for two seconds, then stood up too, "Take me one."
**
Half an hour later, Huo Xiang drove to the community where Xiang Nan lived.
Standing at the gate of Xiang Nan's house, Huo Xiang suddenly felt a little more emotional. When everyone got along well before, the band members would often gather at Xiang Nan's house to discuss songs and future development. It's a pity that now...
Sadness flashed across Huo Xiang's eyes, and soon he rang the doorbell.
Huo Yao didn't go up, but waited in the car.
Not long after, the door was pulled open, but it was not Xiang Nan who opened the door, but his assistant.
"Um, lucky? Why are you here?" The assistant held the door frame, obviously surprised.
Huo Xiang raised his head, looked past the assistant, and looked at the room behind her, "I'm looking for Xiangnan."
When the assistant heard this, his eyes dodged slightly, "Brother Nan is not here now."
Huo Xiang frowned, "I know he's here, if you let him out, I'll just ask him a few words."
"Sorry, lucky, Brother Nan really hasn't come back yet."
The assistant paused, and then said: "However, Brother Nan told me before that if you asked him to talk about the song on Weibo, he said that as long as you apologize sincerely on Weibo, after all, everyone They're all friends."
Huo Xiang suddenly sneered, "I'm really curious, he stole my song, and even slapped me on Weibo, asking me to apologize? Where did he get his confidence?"
The assistant touched the tip of his nose, and said vaguely: "Although I don't want to believe that you would do such a thing, but the fact... well, everyone is very worried about this."
The implication is, just admit it, don't make everyone look ugly.
"Lucky, you'd better go, Brother Nan is not here, because of the incident on Weibo, he is actually feeling very sad." Xiang Nan's assistant sighed again.
(end of this chapter)