than one game.

How to compare?

Looking at Duan Yixuan's puzzled gaze, Song Cangran explained.

"Didn't this uncle say you peeked at his songbook? Then he should know very well what is in his songbook, just think you have peeked at it, do you dare to play a short section of these songs in front of everyone, if he can take it, we believe that these songs were written by him. ”

Duan Yixuan scratched his head, this idea sounded very reasonable, but there seemed to be something wrong.

Xiao He's eyes moved, and he said coldly: "Do you know how much my song is worth?" These are all trade secrets, and you say that exposure will be exposed? ”

"Alas, of course we poor people can't imagine it," Song Cangran spread his hands: "But I'm curious, will Teacher Xiao He, who plagiarized the title, become worthless?" ”

Xiao He's face was full of anger, and when he saw the crowd who had been holding their mobile phones to shoot at him, he felt even more angry.

"No photography!"

"Yes, don't shoot, people want to face trees and bark, Mr. Xiao He is so old, give him face."

Hearing Song Canran's sarcasm, Xiao He said sharply: "Okay, you have all taken pictures of these, and then please testify for me, how she slandered me." ”

"Yes, I'm slandering, there's a kind of you coming to slap me in the face, no wonder, how can you take the songs written by others? I heard that he only gave you three works, and you have already plagiarized two of them, and it is said that artists are exhausted when they reach a certain age, and they can't create any works, so it's true. ”

He's only 40 years old, is he old?

was bitten by Song Canran with an old word, Xiao He was very unhappy.

"Dafa, it turns out that Xiao He is really plagiarizing, have you recorded it?"

"If I record it, I'll post it on the Internet right away."

Hearing the discussion around him, his eyes became even more gloomy.

"Joke, he plays a tune casually, do I have to listen to it? Who knows where he stole it from? ”

That's right, there are so many songs he hasn't heard, what does that mean?

Song Cangran smiled again, blinked and said, "Okay, I admit that I lied, I did go with him." ”

So? Xiao He looked at her coldly.

"Yixuan, I heard that after you found out that your song was plagiarized, you quickly preemptively registered the copyright of the rest of the score, is it true?"

Duan Yixuan was stunned for a moment, received her hint, and nodded solemnly, "That's right." ”

"That's easy to do," Song Canran looked at Xiao He and smiled: "As long as you can pick up these songs, even if it's just one, we will admit in public that we plagiarized your songs, slandered you, and are willing to accept all punishments, uncle, aren't you afraid that you haven't heard a single one?" There are only four or five new songs on your manuscript, and I guarantee that Duan Yixuan will definitely play more than four or five, in other words, are you sure that a young man who is both talented and inspired really needs to peek at your work? ”

Ha ha.

Xiao He hesitated and didn't say anything, and the crowd had already begun to heckle.

"I'll go, I won't even dare to agree to this, right?"

"It's obvious that he stole someone's song."

"What, celebrities are amazing, they plagiarize other people's works and still want to bring rhythm, when we are stupid."

"Is this as the saying goes, why do you want to build a memorial arch?"

"Haha......"

The café waiter who was eating melons on the side also raised his hand weakly, "That, we have an electronic organ here, do you need it?" ”