After eating, Huo Yao and Huo Xiang left Yilao's medicated restaurant, and it was past ten o'clock when they returned home.
Song Ning and Huo Jinyan had already returned to their room.
Only Huo Tingrui was left sitting in the living room. When he saw the two of them, there was a little resentment in his eyes, "You two still know how to go home?"
The tone also sounded unfriendly.
Huo Yao glanced at him lightly.
Huo Tingrui: "!"
Ah, it makes sense to come back late!
"Second brother, we just went to have a meal." Huo Xiang explained next to him.
Huo Tingrui gave a sour hehe, "Is the food at home delicious?"
Huo Xiang stopped talking. After observing this period of time, he also deeply realized how strong his evil taste is when he, the second brother, gets jealous.
"By the way, fourth child, what's the matter on the Internet?" Huo Tingrui put away the joke, and his gentle face became a lot more serious.
Huo Xiang tugged at the corner of his lips, and replied casually: "I was beaten up."
Huo Yao poured himself a glass of water, then leaned against the sideboard, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he took a sip of water casually.
Huo Tingrui frowned slightly, and said: "I have arranged for someone to draft the lawyer's letter, don't worry."
He knows better than anyone else what kind of character his younger brother is, and it is nonsense to say that he stole the lyrics and music of the team members.
"Thank you, brother."
Huo Tingrui waved his hand and asked, "how did your song fall into the hands of someone? Was the assistant around you bought off? "
Huo Xiang thought of the complete audio in Xiang Nan's hands, and the semi-finished sample that he had just finished in the afternoon but hadn't debugged yet, and suddenly heaved a deep breath, "No, my song is still in my hand .”
When Huo Tingrui heard it, he was puzzled, "where did you get the copy on the Internet?"
Huo Xiang shook his head, "I don't know either. Actually, my song was only finished in the afternoon, and I didn't touch anyone else during the whole process. There is almost no difference between the finished product and the audio that was sent out yesterday in Xiang Nan's hand. This... I am very surprised .”
Huo Tingrui frowned, "is this a crash?"
"Maybe, otherwise it's impossible to explain that the tunes will be exactly the same." Although Huo Xiang didn't want to believe it, the fact was right in front of him.
"It's a bit difficult to deal with the collision, but it's okay. If it's fake, it won't be true." Huo Tingrui has never lost in a lawsuit.
Take this kind of music to professional appraisal and analysis, and you can always find flaws.
Just take a moment.
"I am very sure that Xiang Nan will never be able to produce my song, even if he takes my semi-finished product, it is impossible to be exactly the same as mine." Huo Xiang said with certainty.
Everyone has a different style, and it doesn't mean that you can steal it if you steal it.
Huo Tingrui nodded, "second brother believes in you."
Huo Yaoan listened quietly to the two talking, and after drinking the last bit of water in the cup, she stood up straight and said, "Second brother, fourth brother, you should go to bed early, I'll go upstairs first gone."
Soon, Huo Yao returned to the room.
Turning on the computer, he tapped on the keyboard quickly with his fingertips. Ten minutes later, Huo Yao closed the computer, got up, went to the closet to get a set of pajamas, and walked into the bathroom.
*
In the middle of the night, a Weibo titled "The truth you want is here" swept the hot searches on all major platforms, causing the client service area to freeze and paralyze for a while, and the network technicians were called to work overtime almost in the middle of the night to repair it.
(end of this chapter)