Chapter 68 The Wind Has Turned
The next day, people woke up from their sleep, went to work, went to school, and some people who were okay started to go online, and when these people saw the comments on the Internet, they were dumbfounded. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Liu Hu plagiarized other people's works.
Liu Hu raised a junior at home.
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A thought popped into everyone's mind.
Who is Liu Hu?
Examine!
After some tossing, I finally knew who Liu Hu was, most people believed the comments on the Internet, only a few people just paid attention to the development of the situation, and they were very rational about things without evidence.
The people of Tiancheng Entertainment nodded with satisfaction after seeing this phenomenon, netizens are still so stupid, it is worth gratifying!
Tiancheng Entertainment is happy, it stands to reason that Liu Hu should be angry, but he doesn't, he is stealing fun now!
In the morning, he looked at his belief value, and the value increased not badly, and then picked up his phone to see the latest developments, but he was angry when he saw so many people who spread rumors trying to smear him.
After sulking for a while, he picked up his mobile phone again, and when he saw that the speed of his faith was rising faster and faster, he finally broke 20,000 directly, and it rose by 10,000 in just one night, of course he had to figure out the reason.
"Because the host is scolded and becomes more famous, more people know you, know you, and become your fans, so the host's faith value increases more and faster."
Liu Hu asked in disbelief: "System, do you have faith in being scolded?" ā
"How is it possible, just scolding you makes you famous, some people don't believe in the comments on the Internet and like your songs, which makes your faith value soar."
"Then you mean you want me to prove my innocence?"
"Of course, if you don't prove your innocence, even if you have more fans now, you won't be able to move an inch."
The comments on the Internet radiated from Liu Hu himself to the studio, and then to a specific person, and finally said that Xie Yueying was Liu Hu's junior, but no matter how he scolded, he bypassed Wang Qian.
Liu Hu saw that everyone in the studio was involved because of his own reasons, and he couldn't help it, so he could only find a way to make these scoldings disappear.
"System, what is in your redemption table to express a person's beliefs."
"Poetry and songs are fine."
Liu Hu asked, "What is the right thing to use for my current situation?" ā
"Poetry."
"Okay, exchange the poems for me, all the poems only need 10,000 pairs!"
"That's right."
Liu Hu has now seen through the main role of the system, entertainment is just a side business, strength is the main business, no wonder it is so expensive to increase strength, and other things are very cheap.
After redeeming all the poems, Liu Hu covered his head and hit the wall, there were too many things, and the feeling of having too many things in his head made him want to die.
Half an hour later, Liu Hu came to his senses, and the first sentence was to scold the system: "Sell my mother's approval, I don't say anything in advance if it hurts so much." ā
"The host didn't give an order, if it was ordered in advance, I would slowly upload it to the host's brain."
When Liu Hu heard the system's answer, he glared at the phone angrily and said slowly: "Do you have human emotions?" You... Whole me? ā
Although it was a question, the affirmation in the tone was so categorical.
Qi Bei behind the screen smiled, but didn't say anything, just let him go!
Liu Hu already knew it when he saw that the system was not moving, he had already noticed this, but he didn't care so much because it wasn't too important to him, and he was actually rectified today, which was really unbearable for uncle and aunt.
"Believe it or not, I threw you away."
"Is the host trying to uninstall the system?"
Liu Hu was speechless, unloading? How is it possible, if nothing else, to prolong life is already tied to the system, unless he is stupid.
"I'll bear it!"
"That's right."
"Poof..."Liu Hu vomited blood and died...
He has already admitted that he has no way to take the system, and decided to clear his infamy first!
After going through his mind, Liu Hu's eyes widened in shock.
"A lot of poems, a lot of good poems, a lot of classic poems."
He really didn't expect that so many classic poems only cost 10,000 faith points, what is the difference between this and giving away for nothing, even if there is no system, he can live by writing poems.
I found a poem and thought it was very suitable for his current situation, so I posted it on the Internet without saying a word.
Netizens are arguing, some support Liu Hu, some support trolls, and it wasn't until a netizen's speech that this farce stopped, but it was the beginning of another farce.
"Don't make any noise, Liu Hu has a new news, go to his Weibo to check!"
The inseparable quarrel slowly subsided, and everyone went to Liu Hu's Weibo, and after seeing the new news of Liu Hu's update, they all began to officially name this person named Liu Hu.
Passers-by have signs of turning fans, trolls have signs of turning passers-by, and the worship of fans has soared directly, just because of a poem.
Lime Moan
Thousands of hammers were carved out of the deep mountains, and the fire burned as if it were idle.
I am not afraid of broken bones, and I want to leave my innocence in the world.
"A good one wants to leave innocence in the world, but unfortunately, there is no evidence to prove your innocence, and it is useless in good poetry."
"The words on the first floor are a bit biased, and there is no evidence to say that Liu Hu plagiarized and raised a junior, why should he use evidence to prove that he didn't do these things!"
"The second floor is right, it should be the person who said that Liu Hu made a mistake to give evidence!"
"That's right, don't be mistaken, you show evidence to prove that Liu Hu has done the above things, so that Liu Hu can refute it with evidence, don't reverse the order."
"I believe in Liu Hu, only by virtue of this poem."
"I also believe..."
"Come up with evidence, otherwise it will be difficult to convince the public."
The battle on the Internet started again, and this time even passers-by joined it, but the situation was reversed, because passers-by joined the side that was beneficial to Liu Hu, and directly whipped the corpse on the first floor to the highest floor, but for the first floor, it was obviously not very good.
"Wang Qian! That song is singing well, and there is another one, record it first, and upload it after I notify you. ā
Wang Qian said gratefully: "Thank you, Liu... Forehead! Brother Liu. ā
was going to call Mr. Liu, but thinking that if Liu Hu was unhappy and deprived her of the right to sing this song, she quickly changed her words.
Liu Hu nodded with satisfaction and said, "I heard that there are newcomers in our studio again?" ā
Wang Qian replied: "Yes, two girls, do you need to call them?" ā
"Call here!" Liu Hu still has to tailor songs for them, so why do you have to meet them.
Five minutes later, Wang Qian brought in two girls, who were the same age as Wang Qian, but Wang Qian had a baby face on her head, and she looked much younger than them.
Both of them have long hair, are young and beautiful, but it can be seen from their temperament that one is more rigid and the other is softer, and the two stand together in stark contrast.
"Tell us about yourself!" Liu Hu said to the two.
The two glanced at each other, and the girl with a stronger temperament said: "Ding Wei, 19 years old, just graduated from the HK Conservatory of Music this year. ā
The girl with a weaker personality introduced herself: "My name is Lu Xiaohui, 19 years old, and Sister Ding Wei are classmates. ā
Although Lu Xiaohui's personality seems to be relatively weak, she is generous when she speaks.
Seeing that they had finished introducing themselves, Liu Hu said: "Do you have a recording of your own singing, leave a copy, if not, record a copy yourself and send it over." ā
After the three girls go out, Liu Hu goes to the system to see what kind of songs the two girls are suitable for, and then matches them from the song library.
After the results came out, Liu Hu found that Lu Xiaohui and Liang Jingru's voices matched the most, while Ding Wei's voice range was relatively wide, although there was no very high matching, but she could reach 90% of many songs.
Liu Hu knew the situation of the two of them, and he was more sure about arranging the two of them in the future, and seeing that there was nothing to do with him, he decided to record the song for next week first, so as to free up his efforts to prepare for the talent show.
When he arrived at the recording studio, Liu Hu saw Uncle Wang sitting at the door, and a recliner was facing the sun, so it was not moisturized.
"Uncle Wang, I'm here to disturb you again."
Wang Wei heard someone call him, and when he opened his eyes and saw Liu Hu, he immediately got up, and he didn't speak, just stared at him so directly, and looked at Liu Hu with a straight hair.
"Uncle Wang, you... Don't look at me like that, my heart is furious. ā
Wang Wei scolded with a smile: "It's a hairy fart, I'm just hairy in my heart." You kid is not very old, and your ability is not small, but I didn't expect that the song was written by yourself. ā
Liu Hu scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "Uncle Wang, you know everything. ā
Wang Wei is more satisfied with the more he watches, this kid can not only write songs, but also has a good personality.
"I don't know! The whole world knows about it, can you hide it from me? ā
Liu Hu smirked twice.
"Don't giggle, I'm here to record a song today!"
Liu Hu nodded and said, "Yes! I'm going to participate in a variety show in a few days, so I have to record the song first. ā
Wang Wei agreed: "That's right, it's time to go shopping on variety shows, but if you sing, your popularity will grow a little slowly, and you must show your face on TV." Let's go, let's go record a song. ā
"Good!"
Wang Wei suddenly turned around and said, "You kid, don't forget my song." ā
"Don't worry! Won't forget. ā