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The junior high school student didn't even enjoy a month's summer vacation, and went back to school at the end of July.Under Jiang Ma's full escort, Jiang Xing has already begun to prepare for the art exam. At the Fog City Conservatory of Music, Jiang Ma contacted a teacher, but Jiang Xing's own idea is to take the music department of a comprehensive university. .

At the beginning of school, Liu Haizhou asked everyone to think about their ideal university, write it down and hand it in. When Jiang Xing peeked at Fu Chengfeng's paper, Fu Chengfeng didn't write for a long time.

In the end, it was Fu Chengfeng who said first, "Wuyin ranks very high in the country, so it is a good choice."

"What about you?" Jiang Xing asked.

"If you go to Fog Sound, then I will be Fog."

Jiang Xing's heart warmed up, "If the fog is heavy, it's too condescending, and Liu Haizhou will definitely have opinions."

"The electronic information engineering of Wuda University is a first-class subject, and its grades are not lower than Qingbei. Moreover, Xiaoying has to go to school here, and the university in Wucheng City is the best choice."

Jiang Xing turned his pen and pondered for a while, "Although I know you probably won't agree, but do you really not consider studying music? If it is for future development, resources and professional skills, it may be more advantageous to major in music ...I think you should follow your heart."

Fu Chengfeng smiled in relief, "The threshold for writing popular music is low. I don't want to be a master of composers. There is no need. And learning music, especially composing, has high requirements for musical instruments. I don't care about this anyway. Impossible to catch up."

Jiang Xing was startled, and immediately said in his heart, "But you have me!" But with Fu Chengfeng's character, can he allow himself to take him as a relationship household?He shook his head and gave up the idea, but then quickly realized—"Actually, you also thought about it, didn't you? I haven't told you about these things, and you paid attention to them yourself! In fact, you still agree in your heart ..."

Fu Chengfeng's face was slightly uncomfortable, "I paid attention to it a little bit. I still approve it, but there are other things that I agree with more. Now and in the future, I have to consider it."

"Oh."

"……real."

"I know." Jiang Xing nodded, turned his head and lay down on the table to fill out the form.

He didn't say anything on the surface, but secretly decided in his heart that he must succeed in lobbying Fu Chengfeng and let him study music in college.The music school is a little difficult, but the music department of a comprehensive university should not need to do too much management, not to mention that Fu Chengfeng already has so many works in advance.Although he won't say anything to Fu Chengfeng, he has long been prepared to be his solid backing, no matter now or in the future.

He was full of enthusiasm, but before he started lobbying, something unexpected happened, which turned their lives upside down.

At the end of September, Jiang Xing was almost overwhelmed with cultural lessons, music lessons with the teacher, and the promise of "one song a month".In the last few days of September, he skipped class for three days and stayed up all night for three days. Finally, on the penultimate day of September, he and Fu Chengfeng finished the recording and post-processing of the new song.

"I'm going to die suddenly..." He sighed deeply, holding Fu Chengfeng with his hands and feet, but he couldn't fall asleep after getting past the sleeping point.It's just that the whole head seems to explode, and the eye sockets hurt.

The two of them ran to the school with thick dark circles under their eyes, and rested at their desks, but Ye Zixuan, who was hard-hearted, rushed over and pushed him, "Your idol has released a new song! I sent you QQ and you didn't reply to me... "

Jiang Xing's ears twitched, trying to pry his head up, "What song, I'll listen to it..."

Ye Zixuan plugged the earphones into his ears, Jiang Xing's face changed when he heard it.

He took the MP3 in Ye Zixuan's hand, grabbed Fu Chengfeng's arm, and strode out.

It stopped when it found nowhere.

Jiang Xing handed over the other ear of the headset, "Listen."

Fu Chengfeng's heart sank as well. The prelude to the new song in the mirror and their chorus had two lines with extremely similar melodies. It's hard to believe that the similarity was a coincidence.He naturally knew clearly that his creation of this song had nothing to do with Yu Jing, so...

Jiang Xing was a little at a loss, "This coincidence should be nothing, we are only a few days away from them..."

"Go back and withdraw the new song now." Fu Chengfeng said decisively, Jiang Xing was stunned, and after being dragged forward by Fu Chengfeng for several steps, he suddenly woke up, "Why withdraw? This is The song you wrote, you didn’t do anything wrong, it’s just a coincidence, will the results of our hard work for a month be wasted because of this?”

"When the audience doesn't think that way. Once they find that the song is similar, they will pursue it. Before we post it in the mirror, we will inevitably be accused of plagiarism. Compared with this kind of reputation stain, even if it is not true. Yes, it’s much less expensive to withdraw a song.”

Jiang Xing poked his neck, "Isn't anyone allowed to think of being together? Our releases are so similar, if we plagiarize, we can make a song in just two days? And we are mentally ill, so we plagiarized and troubled others. Wrong? The audience is not brainless, just think about it.”

"Our audience is willing to think about it for us, but what about the fans in the mirror? Moreover, even if it is only two days, in the eyes of outsiders, it is enough to change and record a song. When others think you are When you are wrong, when they think about it, they have already decided that you are wrong, and all thinking angles start from bad, no matter how you argue, it is useless."

"So, now, let's go back immediately, before it's too late." While this matter has not yet fermented.

Fu Chengfeng touched Jiang Xing's head and patted him on the back. Jiang Xing pursed his lips, and finally followed Fu Chengfeng back home.

However, they thought it was too late, but it was already too late.

"Walking on the Wind", this music Xiaomengxin who has been developing for just a year, has distinctive personal characteristics, is highly recognizable, and the composition is crisp and neat. The rhetoric is piled up, there is no moaning without illness, the sense of resonance is full, the singer is quite satisfactory, and no major faults can be found, but the advantage is that the voice is clear and full of youth.Therefore, it is already well-known on the music platform where it is located, and many commonly used music software have also included its works.

Only a few hours after it was released, the number of views has reached [-], and there are hundreds of comments. Among the most popular posts are "How good is Cheng Cheng", "How good is travel", "Cheng Cheng travel Underneath the comment, there is an eyesore-"The chorus is too similar to the prelude to "Xing Han Brilliant", isn't it? There is no one who copied it so blatantly @于镜中".

Jiang Xing rolled his eyes angrily when he saw the comment that had 80 to [-] likes, and was about to go back as he clacked his fingers on the keyboard, but was stopped by Fu Chengfeng.

Fu Chengfeng first removed the song, and then posted a statement on their homepage to explain.

Jiang Xing flicked his socks angrily, yelling that he was so aggrieved.Fu Chengfeng didn't respond, he just said: "I'll re-upload after changing the similar ones over there. It's just that I have to work hard on you in the future, and I'll re-record it in the next two days."

Jiang Xinghui hugged him, and muttered: "I don't have any hard work. Singing is a happy thing. I don't care how many times I record it. But you wrote it with your heart, and it has nothing to do with Yu Jingzhong. .It’s like giving birth to a child. A child was born in the mirror, and you also gave birth to a child. You can’t kill the other child just because they look alike? How can it be so unfair!”

Fu Chengfeng was amused by his metaphor, he patted Jiang Xing's back lightly and said, "It's not killing, just changing it a little...it's okay."

What could Jiang Xing do, he had to hold back a mouthful of old blood, and took advantage of the National Day holiday to re-record Fu Chengfeng's changed tune, and another week passed in a flash.

But it's not over yet.

Jiang Xing and Fu Chengfeng both far underestimated the power of the fans in the mirror.

Although Jiang Xing is also a fan of Yu in the mirror, but now he just wants to get rid of the shadow brought by his idol.After the re-recorded song was uploaded, someone popped up and revealed at the bottom of the song that "this song was plagiarized from "Xing Han Brilliant" and was withdrawn after it was discovered."

What's more, he questioned this song, "Why do I think it still looks a bit like it? It's not the shape, but the spirit. I feel that the song must have imitated me too deliberately. Maybe he didn't plagiarize, but I The impression of the mirror may be too deep on him, so that he can't help but have the shadow of my mirror."

Jiang Xing gasped for breath, and in his heart he greeted the eighteen generations of these ancestors, but no one came out to say anything in the mirror, and the group of jumping clowns began to jump around.

In a fit of rage, Jiang Xing did something impulsive, without thinking too much. He re-uploaded the original version of the song... In the column of the song introduction, above the description of the song's inspiration, Jiang Xing recounted this indignantly. After a period of experience, there are nine bloody characters at the end—no plagiarism!No plagiarism!No plagiarism!

Fu Chengfeng and his fans who ride the wind: "..."

Not long after this impulsive move was born, Jiang Xing was pulling his hair to go crazy, scolding himself for not having a brain.Fu Chengfeng's "gentle and polite" image of riding the wind collapsed.

But Jiang Xing didn't take down the song, and he didn't even have much regret in his heart—"This is our hard work, only the original melody is what this song really wants to express, if it is changed, then It’s not this song. More importantly, we were not wrong in the first place, so why did we remove it? Doesn’t the removal mean that we have been convicted of plagiarism? We must not take the blame for this.”

Fu Chengfeng didn't know this truth. Although he and Jiang Xing analyzed the benefits of removing the song, it would indeed make many people think it was "guilty." However, he had an even worse guess in his heart. They kept going, and he didn't know how Jiang Xing would feel if this guess was confirmed.

However, perhaps for Jiang Xing, the works belonging to the two of them, and himself, are far more important than those in the mirror.If that guess was true, perhaps not telling Jiang Xing would make him feel even more uncomfortable.

Hope for the best, it's just a guess.

He was silent for a moment, then said: "Alright. Regardless of what the audience thinks or thinks, we will first find evidence to make public, proving that we wrote this song before the mirror. People pay attention and believe, but at least we must let our own audience know the truth and not let them down."

"Yeah!" Fu Chengfeng's words revived Jiang Xing's spirits, and the two began to sort out the details of the song from its creation to its completion. Except for the final recording, all the work took place in " Before the release of Xing Han Brilliant, unless Jiang Xing and the others had the extraordinary ability to climb into the computer in the mirror and get the song he wrote, then the charge of plagiarism would not be established at all.