In 1998, the music festival activities at the International Tourism Festival left a deep impression in Shanhai City’s memory. A sudden storm caused the music festival to go through ups and downs.
There were people at the festival who brought their own recording equipment to record songs, but after all, not everyone had a portable Walkman. Some even carried large recorders that were powered by No. 1 batteries. This was a common scene at the concert, but problems arose when some fans met up to share their experiences afterwards. Two "original" songs claiming to be from different singers had almost identical rhythms, melodies, and even lyrics at the main venue and the branch venue.
If they were all unknown bands and there might be some overlap, that would be fine and probably not many people would really pursue it, but the key point is that one of the songs came from Zhao Le.
Zhao Le's song was the best at the main venue that day, and even when the song started, a musician was interviewed by a radio station and predicted that the song had unlimited potential and might become a turning point in Zhao Le's style transformation. The record company was surprised at Zhao Le's potential. When everyone saw that the arranger was Wang Zhonghua, those with a keen sense of smell immediately felt that this song might not be popular, but at least it could bring a brand new situation to the current music scene where many people imitate foreign lyrics and music creation. If it is well promoted and operated, it might bring an impact to the music scene.
It's like when the mainland first heard Teresa Teng's songs from the 1970s to the 1980s, people thought, "It's amazing that songs can be sung this way." Maybe they're not that popular, but at least for those in the industry who know what's good, these songs are groundbreaking.
However, amidst all the praise for Zhao Le, something unexpected happened: Zhao Le's original song actually collided with that of a female lead singer named Qin Xizhen at the branch venue.
The situation first spread from the mouths of people who had watched the music festival, and that evening, several groups of people had already started fighting at a barbecue and beer stand outside.
As soon as the music festival ended, all the night snack stalls in Shanhai were crowded with people, drinking beer and discussing the various bands and singers at the music festival, and which songs were so good...
Inevitably, there will be a dispute over the collision of the two songs at the main venue and the branch venue. The people eating here said that it goes without saying that a woman who wanted to be famous madly copied Zhao Le's song "Hope in the Eyes of Children"! Zhao Le's fame is here, so he must be careful about his reputation... Could he copy a song from an unknown contestant? It must be that Zhao Le's song was leaked in advance and given to someone to copy. As for how it was copied, there are many despicable means... Isn't it said that the arrangements of the two songs are different? That's it. The other party certainly didn't dare to blatantly copy Zhao Le, and must have adapted it...
But on the other hand, those who came out of the No. 3 meeting hall shouted, "Bullshit!" Which eye of yours saw that it was Qin Xizhen who copied Zhao Le, not Zhao Le who copied Qin Xizhen? Is fame a shield? If you are not famous, you deserve to be trampled on. Since when has the truth in music been determined by who has the most power in the industry
Those who came down from the main venue had a look of mockery on their faces, saying, "Oh, how can people who can't even afford tickets to the main venue and go to listen to inferior branch venues have the qualifications to tell us the truth about music?"
Those who came down from the branch venue were shaking with anger, saying that the main venue didn't have their favorite singers and it was too crowded. Don't they just like to listen to music quietly
The other side continued to ridicule, saying that birds of a feather flock together, and people like you always like to make excuses, so of course you can only listen to some plagiarized third-rate crappy music!
Before the people over there could say anything, the people over here could no longer endure it and started to roar. Beer bottles smashed on the head of the person who was shouting the loudest, and the people over this side rushed over with a bang. On the night snack stall, all the soups, pots, bowls, and plates were blown up into the sky.
The branch venue is not as crowded and noisy as the main venue. In fact, it has its own flavor. Some niche singers and bands perform here. Many of them come here just for these people. They are die-hard fans and do not follow the mainstream music. In fact, most of them just listen to the music quietly.
After listening to her songs today, many of them were impressed by Qin Xizhen and her songs. Sometimes pure love is like this, the girl's demeanor when she stood on the stage, the feeling of the fierce collision between classical and modern, whether she played elegantly or rocked passionately, it was so inviolable. They were impressed by her spirit. So when they heard someone derogating and mocking her, these people were the first to stand up, like fighters defending some kind of passion in their hearts.
Perhaps aging and death are the inevitable final destination of everyone's life, but being able to fight to defend the passion in your heart is the proof of being alive.
Such battles broke out in many places that night.
The police station went out overnight, and some people were still bleeding from their heads when they were taken to the police station.
This incident inevitably shook the mountains and seas, and even the entire music festival.
After Qin Xizhen and others finished their performance that night, they went backstage to prepare for tomorrow's performance and moved the musical instruments to the showroom. After the closing time of 9:30, around 10 o'clock, when most people had left the venue, she and the band left the venue. The bus service had already closed by then, and because everyone lived in different directions, they decided to walk a distance to the central flowerbed at the fork in the road and take a taxi. As a result, while walking on the road, they witnessed a fight on the street with their own eyes.
The police car came and took both groups away, but the crowd watching continued to talk about the whole incident.
"It was said that a female singer named Qin at the branch venue sang the same song as the one sung by Zhao Le at the main venue, except for the title. Both sides were arguing over who plagiarized whom and started a fight..."
"I think the branch venue probably copied someone else's work. After all, Zhao Le is a bit famous, and the song was arranged by Wang Zhonghua, who are all professional musicians. The singers and bands at the branch venue are not as talented as others. If they were really better than Zhao Le, they would have become famous long ago. Why are they just making up the numbers at the branch venue?"
"I heard that the singer and band performing there are from our Shanhai locals... If that's true, it's so embarrassing! You didn't copy anyone else's work, but Zhao Le's. Who can you fool with such a thing?"
Hearing the heated discussions around them, the entire band felt as if struck by lightning. Because Cheng Ran left after the performance, there was no way to find him for confirmation at this time.
But Shanan Luomu, Liu Pei, and Ning Yuan all stared at Qin Xizhen. Their eyes were filled with anger at these remarks, but also with concern. The news had spread like this, and Shanhai was a small city. It was unknown how much of an impact it would have on Qin Xizhen herself and her family.
In the days when the Internet was not well developed, if anything happened in the small city of Shanhai, the speed of transmission could be described as the speed of light.
Facing everyone's gaze, Qin Xizhen's eyes were solemn. In fact, her pager was constantly beeping at this time.
She looked down and saw Cheng Ran’s notes, those of her friends backstage at the music festival, and even her mother’s.
Seeing the "reply my message" sent by Cheng Ran, she felt relieved for some reason. She raised her head and said, "I'm fine. This matter is not that simple. The song comes from Cheng Ran, and I absolutely trust him. Zhao Le must have used it through some channel. Everyone go home first. As long as the sky doesn't fall tomorrow, our performance will go on as usual."