More than 20 minutes later, Huo Xiang returned home with a tape in his hand.

Huo Qi looked at him, saw that his expression was the same, his peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and then he said: "Fourth brother, you are back." ”

Huo Xiang hummed lightly, and then raised the tape in mid-air, "I'll give you a new song, but this is not a finished product yet." ”

"Okay." Huo Qi put down his phone.

Huo Xiang walked to the player, put the tape in, and then pressed the play button.

Soon, a cappella was released, and the tone was not yet tuned, so what was heard was the most original and pure version.

Huo Qi listened quietly, and the tone of the lyrics and songs in it was almost the same as what she heard on the Internet.

Huo Xiang had been standing in front of the radio, and after the song was finished, he raised his eyebrows and looked at his sister with a flamboyant confidence on his face, "How is it?" Is the fourth brother's song good? ”

"Sounds good." Huo Qi nodded, paused for a second, and then she said again: "Fourth brother, you put it again." ”

When Huo Xiang heard this, the smugness on the corner of his lips deepened, so he pressed the play button again.

After listening to it again, Huo Qi inadvertently asked: "Fourth brother, have you ever heard this song for others?" ”

Huo Xiang took out the tape, walked to the sofa beside his sister and sat down, "No, except for the half-finished product that I gave to Brother Tong and a few people in the group before, the full version is the first one you listen to." ”

Huo Qi touched his chin with his hand, and suddenly asked, "When you musicians are engaged in creation, will there be times when you bump into tunes with others?" ”

Huo Xiang glanced at his sister with a smile, and said: "It depends on how to position the tune, if the inspiration comes from someone else's song, then there may be similar tunes and similar styles when creating songs, but this can only be regarded as imitation in the melody." ”

"What about the exact same lyrics and songs?" Huo Qi tilted his head.

"It's even more impossible that the lyrics and music are exactly the same, unless they are plagiarized and misappropriated by insiders." After Huo Xiang finished speaking, he was suspicious, "Sister, why did you suddenly ask me such a question?" ”

Huo Qi sighed, "It's just curiosity, ask casually." ”

"How could such a thing happen to you, fourth brother, and me? It's not me who blows, in the whole music scene, only others imitate me, and there is never anyone who I bump into others. Huo Xiang's chin was raised.

Seeing this, Huo Qi raised his hand and touched his small curly hair, "Well, my fourth brother is the most powerful." ”

The look is pampered and spoiled.

Huo Xiang: "! ”

Not again.

Huo Qi's eyes narrowed slightly, and his calves were lazy and lazy, the fourth brother's song was only produced today, so the question is, where did Xiang Nan's share in his hand that was more complete than her fourth brother's come from?

Assuming that Xiang Nan once got the semi-finished product of the fourth brother, if he wants to make it himself, it will be different in tune, even if there is a similar production, it is a 1 in 10 million probability, right?

Not to mention that it's still the exact same tune.

The provenance is really a bit bizarre.

At this time, Huo Qi's mobile phone on the side shook, she pulled back her thoughts, took the phone, glanced at it, and then took out the headphones and put them on in a hurry.

Click on a small program in the phone, and soon, a conversation between men and women came from the headphones.

I hadn't heard a man's voice, but a woman's voice was familiar.

Huo Qi's fingertips gently rubbed the headphones, a little surprised.