Chapter 87 Top IQ Donated
[Is Song Zhiwei's song plagiarized? I really like it.]
Is it good? I don't think it's good at all. It's just a catchy song without any substance. It's far inferior to Zhao Qingshan's songs. Who knows how this song became so popular? Maybe it was forced by capital.
Zhao Qingshan's fans, please stop jumping around and criticizing him. His songs aren't that good, he's just pretending to be artistic.
[You say my brother plagiarized. Show me the evidence. Which song did he plagiarize? Don't just accuse him of plagiarism here.]
[Do the haters nowadays just fabricate facts without any evidence? ]
Song Zhiwei's fans are well-known for their fighting power in the circle, and they quickly silenced Zhao Qingshan's fans and those black fans.
Someone else edited a foreign audio clip and compared it with Song Zhiwei's song, and posted the overlap online, saying, "These two audio clips are almost identical. Isn't this plagiarism?"
[It really seems like it. No wonder the top stars have only been focusing on film and television this year and haven't released any songs. It turns out it's because of plagiarism. They're afraid of being exposed, so they simply lower their popularity and don't release new songs.]
[You can really imagine who hasn't hit a bottleneck when creating music. And if you listen carefully, these two notes, while similar, are completely different notes.]
Song Zhiwei's crazy fans, with their idol halo, will of course not admit that Song Zhiwei is plagiarizing.
What good songs can a nine-leaky fish create?
In the courtyard room, Song Zhiyuan had not yet rested when he received a pop-up message.
Song Zhiyuan half-sat up on the pillow and opened the message to take a look.
I didn't expect that the other party couldn't hold back so quickly.
Song Zhiyuan looked out the window at the mottled shadows of the trees at night. She made a phone call. Perhaps it was too late, the phone rang for a long time before the other party answered. "Has the data been restored?"
"It's been too long, and it's a bit troublesome to recover. It will take another day."
"Okay, when you recover tomorrow, just transfer it to my phone." After saying that, Song Zhiyuan hung up the phone.
Maybe because they were too tired, everyone slept for a long time. The staff of the program team knocked on the doors one by one. Seeing that no one had gotten up yet, they started playing songs on the speakers in the yard. After waiting for half an hour, everyone gathered in the yard one after another.
Everyone knows that Zhao Qingshan and Song Zhiwei are not on good terms. Ever since Zhao Qingshan came to participate in the show, he has never stood with Song Zhiwei. The two of them stood on both sides, with the crowd in between.
Zhao Qingshan glanced at Song Zhiwei with ambiguous eyes, trying to find some flaws in him, but Song Zhiwei just yawned lazily.
A large number of netizens flocked to the live broadcast room to watch the show.
How can Song Zhiwei, a plagiarist, still have the nerve to make money from the program crew?
[Are you so sure that Song Zhiwei plagiarized? You saw him plagiarizing while you were lying under his bed.]
[The evidence has already been exposed, how could it be fake? You, the brain-dead fans, even if you are powerful, you can't clear your name this time.]
I feel really sorry for Zhao Qingshan. Not only was he beaten by Jiuluoyu, but he was also implicated and had to work for a long time. Now that he finally got a variety show, he's being attacked by Song Zhiwei's crazy fans.
My Lin Yuan is also quite pitiful. When he debuted, he was often bullied by Song Zhiwei.
"I'm sure everyone had a good rest last night." Ma Tao sat cross-legged under the pavilion.
Cheng Yuhan pinched his shoulders and said, "I carried hundreds of kilograms of mangoes yesterday, and now my shoulders are almost killing me."
"Life lies in exercise. We all gained something yesterday. At least we know that the fruit we eat is hard-earned. We must not waste it in the future."
Ma Tao's words instantly left Cheng Yuhan speechless.
Ma Tao continued, "Yesterday, three more teams of our members captured orchards. Today, we've opened up the map to the pineapple orchard, papaya orchard, and sugarcane orchard. Everyone, keep working hard. For those who didn't capture the orchards yesterday, today is a good opportunity to turn the tide. You can go and capture the orchards you already captured yesterday."
"We have to pick double the harvest. How foolish of us to leave the orchards with less weight and pick more fruit." Song Zhiwei looked at the director with a fox-like glint in his eyes.
Don't even think about cpu us.
The director didn't expect that these guests were becoming increasingly difficult to deceive.
Lin Yu'an didn't rush to set off this time. He stared at the map and thought for a long time before saying, "We're going to the sugarcane plantation this time. Song Zhiwei and his men will definitely go there. We just need to move faster and capture the sugarcane plantation. Song Zhiwei's group will definitely not be able to form a straight line."
So it was useless for them to get the banana plantation.
Zhao Qingshan and Lin Yuan had the same idea.
After Lin Yuan's team had discussed it, they had already set off before the other guests could react.
Song Zhiyuan changed into a sun-protective suit and came out of the room. Chen Jingmo and Song Zhiwei were already waiting in the yard.
"Sister, are we going to the sugarcane field?" Song Zhiwei had already prepared the sickle.
"Go get the ladder. We're going to the papaya orchard. Someone has already gone to the sugarcane orchard." Song Zhiyuan arranged for Song Zhiwei to get the ladder.
Since Lin Yu'an's group failed to capture the orchard yesterday, they will definitely rush to the sugarcane plantation first to prevent them from forming a straight line.
However, they were able to connect the bananas, papayas and snake skin orchards in a straight line.
[In front of his sister, Song Zhiwei's IQ seems to have been donated. ]
Director Song's intelligence must have been inherited from Sister Song, otherwise Song Zhiwei would only have a junior high school education.
"With my sister by my side, I'd definitely just lie back and not think. Are you guys always so cautious in front of your own family?"
Song Zhiwei carried out the ladder and loaded the truck.
The electric tricycle saved them a lot of effort, and Shen Jingmo drove the car all the way to the papaya garden.
The papaya trees here are two or three meters tall, with bunches of green fruits hanging from the top.
The workers climbed up a two-meter-long ladder to pick papayas, which made people feel a little nervous.
"Sister, why don't we go cut sugarcane? I cut fast and I can definitely surpass Lin Yuan and the others." Song Zhiwei whispered to Song Zhiyuan.
[I heard it all. Maybe the top star is afraid of heights.]
[That shouldn't be the case. Previously, when I was filming a commercial, the top star was hanging from a height of three meters, and I didn't even see him frown. He shouldn't be afraid of heights.]
[I started following a top star when he was a trainee, and I've never heard that he's afraid of heights.]
[I'm super curious why the top star backed out. ]
"Picking papayas is also pretty good." A thin layer of sweat appeared on Song Zhiyuan's palms.
Shen Jingmo looked at Song Zhiyuan with a bit more worry in his eyes, but when the staff came over, Shen Jingmo immediately put it away.
Before the staff announced the rules of the game in the papaya garden, another group hurried over.
"What a coincidence! I didn't expect to run into Sister Song here. It seems this papaya garden is really a battleground."
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