[That's it, I grabbed the album of "Chrysanthemum Terrace", it's really good, Han Bing is so talented, he can write such a good song, the song is beautiful, and the lyrics are beautiful. 】

[I look forward to Han Bing writing more songs of this style in the future.] 】

[It's too difficult, haven't you heard what those senior professors have said?] It's really hard to write a song like this, but it also has to conform to ancient elements, and you have to add modern things, and you have to like it! 】

[Although it's difficult, but he's the first person, and the difficulties from scratch have been overcome, so it should be a lot easier after that, right? ] 】

[That's right.] 】

At this time, Interstellar also held a press conference, and the reporters who were called here were all reluctant, but they knew that there was a grand celebration banquet over there in Shengshi, and there were many big names, and they would make headlines tomorrow by taking two photos casually, and then look at them, they were all called to the scene and didn't know what it was for, and they didn't even have a little rumor!

When many people saw that the people on the stage had not yet arrived, they couldn't help but discuss it in private.

"Eh, do you know what's going on today?"

"How do I know, I originally packed my things and was ready to go to Shengshi, but who knew that I was sent here by the editor-in-chief before I went out, and I didn't tell me anything!"

"I guess it's someone who is uncomfortable and wants to take a break and other sesame mung beans are big things."

"Hey, wouldn't it be nice to send an intern for this kind of thing, if you have to come, it's a waste of time, I'm obviously about to get the film!"

"Actually, I heard a little wind, it doesn't seem to be a trivial matter!" An honest-looking man said honestly.

"Ah, you know, tell me about it!" A few people around him heard that he knew something, and hurriedly gathered around to find out some inside information.

"I don't know much, it seems that the singer named Yao Jiajia has something to do before."

"Yao Jiajia? Is that the female singer who participated in the "Singer Contest" and retired from the competition in a car accident? ”

"That's her."

"What can she do, I thought it was a dark horse, but it happened to have a car accident, and now I guess it's injured and wants to gain momentum, right?"

"Eight or nine are not far from ten, unless she has another inside story in this car accident, otherwise what is there to expose on her?"

"Eh, don't say it, her car accident is really a bit suspicious, if she doesn't have a car accident, she is probably one of the candidates for the championship, right?"

"Really."

"Hee-hee-hee-hee."

A bunch of people were laughing, and when they saw that everyone began to return to their seats, they estimated that the main person on the stage had come out, and they all sat up.

After a while, a group of people came out, led by Yan Feng, followed by Yao Jiajia and her agent, everyone saw Yan Feng come out, and realized that there might be something really big, this is the helmsman of the interstellar, can people come out of trivial things?

The three of them sat down on the stage, Yan Feng patted the microphone in front of him, and said with a serious expression: "Thank you for coming here in your busy schedule, in fact, it is a very important matter to gather everyone here today." ”

"Mr. Yan, what is the matter, is it related to Miss Yao Jiajia?" A flat-headed reporter saw Yan Feng pause, and hurriedly got up and asked.

Yan Feng looked at the person, raised his hand and motioned for him to sit down, and said, "Yes, let Yao Jiajia tell you about this matter in person!" ”

"Miss Yao, what is the matter?"

Yao Jiajia squeezed the microphone lightly in his hand, looked at the audience, and said righteously: "The main reason why I asked you to come here today is that I want to clarify one thing to you. ”

After a pause, he said: "It's the masterpiece "Chrysanthemum Terrace" by the new king Han Bing, in fact, this song was not written by him, but by my friend." ”

A fluttering sentence, but it was like a bomb dropped in a calm lake, and the reporters in the audience didn't seem to react for two or three seconds, but they still reacted quickly, and immediately kept flashing, and the camera positions also turned to Yao Jiajia.

"Miss Yao, what did you say?"

"Miss Yao, is this true? "Chrysanthemum Terrace" was not written by Han Bing? ”

"Miss Yao......"

“......”

The reporters in the audience have exploded, since everyone is so blatantly holding a press conference, it will never be groundless, and they can't sit still for a while, and they can't wait to fly to the stage immediately to grab the first-hand information, this is a big news!

"Yes, this song was actually written by my previous producer, Mr. Lin, but because it wasn't suitable for me to sing, I borrowed it as inspiration for writing a new song. Yao Jiajia said without blinking at the frantically flashing flashing lights in the audience.

"Miss Yao, is this true? What evidence do you have to prove that "Chrysanthemum Terrace" was written by Mr. Lin? ”

"Yes, Miss Yao, if there is no evidence, just your words will not explain anything at all."

The reporters who asked questions in the audience came and went, and Zhao Rui didn't know the specific situation, didn't know how many hole cards she had, and sweated for her in her heart.

"Of course I have evidence, in fact, this is not the first time Han Bing has plagiarized other people's works, as early as eight years ago, his famous work "Love" was plagiarized, the real author of this song is my best friend, Han Bing stole this song by dating her, and also stepped on two boats, causing her to commit suicide by cutting her wrists in despair, and this culprit has not been punished as it should be."

Boom, another atomic bomb hit, plagiarized his girlfriend's work, and caused people to commit suicide, if this one by one is implemented, it will be a big scandal!

"Miss Yao, if what you said is true, why didn't you stand up back then?"

"yes, why do you say it now?"

Yao Jiajia breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, after holding it for so many years, she finally said it all in front of everyone.

"This matter was also found out after I sorted out my friend's relics and found the original manuscript of "Love" and her diary, but at that time, Han Bing was already a budding star in the music industry, and these alone can't explain anything, and I also went to him, and he was ashamed to say that my best friend read his original manuscript and wanted to plagiarize, and threatened that if I wanted to mix in the circle, I would never mention it again. But today I finally have the opportunity to speak out, and I will definitely seek justice for my friend. As he spoke, Yao Jiajia's eyes slowly turned red, and he took the tissue handed over from under Zhao Rui's table, kneaded it into a small ball, and wiped the corners of his eyes.