Everyone: "????? ”

What about the good evidence?

How did it turn into a raffle?

Everyone was full of doubts, but after Shen Wenqian posted this Weibo, he pretended to be dead and didn't move.

[Waited all morning, what about the evidence?] What does it mean to run a lottery? 】

[Hehe, I can't come up with evidence, so I'm bluffing. 】

[I checked, there is only one concert at the Imperial Capital Theater tonight, and it is Richard Brown's world tour. 】

[Oh no! I've heard of this piano master, and the ticket is a thousand yuan! 】

[Why did Shen Wenqian give Richard's tickets? ] Could it be that Ruan Qi wants to see it? 】

[Whatever, draw a prize first, maybe he can be favored by the god of European gas.] 】

The people who eat melons didn't see the evidence, but they didn't delay the lottery.

Soon, Shen Wenqian's Weibo was forwarded nearly 100,000 times, and everyone who paid attention to Ruan Qi's plagiarism incident knew about the evening concert.

……

At seven o'clock in the evening, the No. 1 hall of the Imperial Capital Grand Theater was full.

The ten lucky ones who were drawn by Shen Wenqian took the tickets and walked to their places.

Everyone looked at each other.

"You also won the lottery?" A young woman asked.

The others nodded.

"Are you Ruan Qi fans?"

"No, I'm a melon eater."

"I'm also a passerby, and I've been paying attention to Ruan Qi's plagiarism."

“…… I—I'm a fan. A little girl of eighteen or nineteen raised her hand weakly.

Several others looked at her in surprise.

"The plagiarism is so big, you haven't taken off your fans?"

"Squishy won't plagiarize." The little girl plucked up the courage to explain, "I don't believe that the softness of defusing the bomb would do such a thing!" ”

The young woman sitting next to her couldn't help but laugh.

"Don't be nervous," the woman comforted her, "I'm just a melon eater, I don't favor anyone, I only trust the evidence." ”

The little girl blushed and showed gratitude.

The man on the other side smiled, "At first, I thought Ruan Qi was plagiarizing. However, after watching Jian Chao's live broadcast this morning, I felt that something was not right. ”

When it comes to the live broadcast in the morning, everyone looks like they want to laugh or not.

"Jian Chao died by himself. If it weren't for him, I really thought Ruan Qi had plagiarized Wen Lu. A person said helplessly, "Then again, why did Ruan Qi's agent let us come to the concert?" What about the good evidence? ”

Everyone shook their heads in confusion.

At this time, the winner sitting at the very edge let out a small exclamation.

"Look at Weibo! The original manuscript of "One Thought" was not created by Wen Lu at all! ”

The ten melon-eating people who sat in a row brushed and turned on their mobile phones.

On Weibo, a topic hangs high in the most eye-catching position on the hot search list——

#茱莉亚音乐学院院长发声#!

Clicking on the topic, there is a screenshot of the ins from the Juilliard School dean.

[David Jones: The original manuscript of "One Thought" was not written by Wen Lu, but by Miss Vivian, the youngest pianist and composer in our school, when she was twelve years old. The manuscript released by Wen Lu was not the original version, and Vivien's first edition of "One Thought" was treasured in the academy's library. I despise Ms. Winn's behaviour and hope that you will apologize to Miss Vivien. 】

Behind David Jones's ins, a photo and a video were also thrown out.

In the photograph, a sheet of music is displayed in a delicate gold-encrusted box.

The handwriting on the score is very immature, and at first glance it looks like it was written by a child. The paper of the score was also very yellowed, and everyone could see at a glance that this paper was older than the manuscript released by Wen Lu.