"Either this kid came here to mess with me and got himself into trouble."

The male assistant nodded: "Brother Yu is right, this kid needs to be taught a lesson!"

Sun Yushan sneered: "He's just a third-rate singer. So what if he has copyright? Does having copyright mean we can't deal with him?"

Sun Yushan's face darkened: "Go to the company's music library and find two songs with similar melodies. Say that this kid plagiarized and ruin him!"

"If we can't find a song like that, we can just write one on the spot, change the creation time of the project file, as long as it's earlier than when he goes on stage to sing it."

"This is something any computer technician could easily do, right?"

"You're in charge of hiring online trolls to post this. Once there's a plagiarism accusation, I don't believe that Xiao Dabao would dare use his song again!"

If it's a famous singer, or even an ordinary singer.

Sun Yushan would not choose to use such low-level methods.

After all, once the other party reports it to the police, the fraudulent methods will be quickly uncovered.

But newcomers like Wang Yueheng are different.

Once the news is released, it doesn't matter whether it's true or false.

His reputation was already largely ruined shortly after his debut.

It's important to understand that most netizens only look at the initial report; whether the story is reversed or not is not important.

Even when the situation reverses, they stubbornly refuse to admit it.

If a new singer has a 50% chance of plagiarism, they will be labeled as suspicious.

Future development will be limited in many ways.

soon.

The male assistant followed Sun Yushan's instructions.

I temporarily hired studio staff to produce two pieces with melodies and tunes similar to Wang Yueheng's "The Lone Warrior" and "Father".

I also changed the creation time and took a screenshot.

While Sun Yushan and his male assistant were busy fabricating evidence to ruin Wang Yueheng.

Wang Yueheng had finished recording another song, "The Lone Warrior," and left the recording studio to return to the hospital.

"Wang Yueheng, right? You did a good job just now. Have a safe journey!"

Sun Yushan, who was plotting how to ruin Wang Yueheng's career, greeted Wang Yueheng as he left.

"Thanks."

Wang Yueheng glanced at Sun Yushan, who had a forced smile, and said casually.

He always felt that there was something strange about the singer in front of him.

Especially when he said "May you have a safe journey," it was as if he really wanted to say goodbye to himself.

"Could it be that this big-name singer is unhappy because director Xiao Dabao bought the film rights to his movie 'Father'..."

Wang Yueheng thought to himself.

It doesn't matter, anyway, I won't have any interaction with this singer in the future.

"Brother Yu, it's all set. I'll start posting on all the major forums right now, announcing that this kid fabricated and plagiarized!"

"If a few more lawyer's letters are sent to major music platforms, his works will have to be taken down for review immediately."

"Director Xiao Dabao definitely won't be able to use this song tomorrow! He'll have to come begging to you again!"

After preparing all the materials, the male assistant excitedly told Sun Yushan.

"very good."

Sun Yushan nodded in satisfaction.

It's very difficult to make a singer or star famous.

But ruining an artist is far too easy.

Back then, Sun Yushan relied on all sorts of underhanded methods to trample over the corpses of many trainees in the same company.

They would stop at nothing to compete for announcements and seize publicity resources.

That's how he gradually climbed to his current status as a top-tier singer.

Wang Yueheng is now poised for a rise.

This rekindled the sense of crisis he felt when he first debuted, making him determined to get rid of him as soon as possible.

...

"The domineering rule of destiny is being passively triggered..."

As Wang Yueheng sat on the bus on his way back to the hospital, a line of small print suddenly flashed into his field of vision.

"Are you seeing things?"

Wang Yueheng rubbed his eyes, thinking he had missed some important news.

But then the system gave no further notifications.

...