Chapter 16 Chapter 16
The scene was silent.
The bullet screen paused for a second, then suddenly exploded.
[Who does he think he is! How dare a plagiarist challenge the instructor? ! ]
[Can you eliminate this kind of person? I don't even have the mood to look at others! ]
[Hehe, I think it's pretty good. Is it the assistant who is ungrateful and plagiarized the song, or the boss who exploited and oppressed him and turned the tables? It's a good opportunity to prove it~]
[The evidence is in front of you, what else do you need to prove? ! Who knows what's going on here! ]
[Ouch! The competition hasn't even started yet, and there's already a loan conspiracy! Or do you have no confidence in your master and think that he can't even beat a trainee? 】
...
The challenge has not even started yet, but the internet is already buzzing with discussion.
Jiang Mo sat on a chair, beads of sweat forming on his palms.
Everyone was looking at him.
He knew that he couldn't not accept the challenge.
So, he tried to suppress his anger, pretending to be nonchalant and said, "Although this happened very suddenly, since classmate Meng said so, he must be ready. I am willing to accept the challenge."
The words between the lines all said that Meng Yuansheng had been prepared, but he was not, and that this challenge was unfair. There
was also a lot of discussion at the scene.
After all, how could an impromptu creation compare to a work that had been carefully prepared, polished and refining for a long time?
Many people were persuaded by Jiang Mo and protested that such a challenge was unfair.
Unexpectedly, Meng Yuansheng shook his head: "It was me who proposed the challenge, so of course you, the teacher, have to set the questions."
Jiang Mo was stunned, and he simply couldn't believe his ears.
There was also an uproar at the scene.
What kind of challenge is this?
Isn't it just handing over the victory to Jiang Mo?
Jiang Mo looked at Meng Yuansheng in disbelief, but saw that his expression was calm and there was no clue.
Meng Yuansheng like this made him feel very unfamiliar.
What on earth does he want to do? !
Yin Hefeng also asked Gu Xingshi this question.
"Brother Gu, I know you want to clear the rumor of plagiarism about Meng Yuansheng, but isn't this too risky?"
"Why do you say that?" Gu Xingshi asked back curiously.
Yin Hefeng: "...Isn't this obvious? Let Jiang Mo ask questions, what if he chooses a song that has been composed long ago? Or are you trying to provoke him? Forcing Jiang Mo to give up asking questions?"
Gu Xingshi smiled and shook his head: "I'm afraid he won't ask questions!"
Yin Hefeng: "?"
Gu Xingshi patted him on the shoulder and said meaningfully: "Don't be anxious, Brother Yin, the fun has just begun!"
Everyone's eyes were on Jiang Mo.
However, Jiang Mo was still hesitating.
He knew that the most decent way at the moment was to give up asking questions and let other people on the scene ask questions.
But he didn't dare.
This challenge was very important to Meng Yuansheng, and it was the same for him.
He became famous by creating, but no one knew how much creative talent he had except himself.
If something went wrong in public, it would be a devastating blow to his career.
In comparison, although he would be criticized for coming up with the topic himself, he could come up with a song that had never been released before, which was the safest way. Moreover
, he had been with Meng Yuansheng for so many years, and he only knew that he could write lyrics, but had never seen him write songs.
If he wrote a nonsense song, others would only laugh at him, and the matter of coming up with the topic himself would be over.
Thinking of this, he said, "In that case, I'll just come up with a random topic. We are now in Dunhai City, so let's use 'sea' as the topic."
The whispers at the scene became louder.
Jiang Mo pretended not to hear: "Ten minutes of creative time, classmate Meng, what do you think?"
Meng Yuansheng nodded decisively: "No problem, in order to increase the difficulty, why not write the lyrics as well."
Jiang Mo's face froze slightly.
But this also proves that Meng Yuansheng really can't sing, and he probably wants to save face through his ability to write lyrics.
Fortunately, he was well prepared, and the song he chose was written by Meng Yuansheng.
He felt relieved and became more calm.
The two went to one side of the stage, and each had a camera following them throughout the whole process, presenting the complete creative process of the two.
It was the first time for the audience to see live creation, and they were all very excited.
Jiang Mo pretended to pluck a few strings and began to write and draw on paper.
On the other side, Meng Yuansheng did not move, but closed his eyes, not knowing what he was doing.
[Did Meng Yuansheng just give up? ]
[I thought he would show some performance, but my expectations were wasted! ]
[Maybe he was thinking? After all, it was not a topic he thought of. It would be strange if he started writing directly. ]
A few minutes later, Meng Yuansheng opened his eyes.
The pen in his hand made a light stroke, and then lines of notes flowed out smoothly from the tip of the pen.
After writing the music score, he just paused and continued to write the lyrics.
When he finished writing the last sentence, the time was just up.
The two returned to the center of the stage.
The audience couldn't wait any longer.
The host didn't keep them in suspense and asked the two who would sing first.
Meng Yuansheng: "Please let Jiang Mo go first."
Jiang Mo had already determined that Meng Yuansheng could not compose music, so he confidently played and sang a song with his guitar.
This was a somewhat sour love song.
The music is gentle and the lyrics are lively, as if reminding people of a couple who just had a quarrel, were making a fuss on the beach, and then made up in the sea breeze.
Shen Yu, who was sitting in the tutor's seat, nodded slightly.
The music was not satisfactory, but the lyrics were still as moving as ever.
Meng Yuansheng had a blank expression on his face.
He wrote the lyrics himself, of course he remembered them.
All these years he had been so foolishly serving as a gun behind Jiang Mo, but he regarded this as love.
Fortunately, he would not do such a stupid thing again.
He closed his eyes and completely discarded the last bit of weakness in his heart. He
opened his eyes again.
He saw that the stage in front of him was so vast, and the world seemed to have changed.
The host motioned for him to sing, and he said frankly: "I haven't studied instruments for a long time, so I'm not very good at playing. Can I ask a teacher to help me play?"
[Are you crazy? You can write songs but not play instruments? ]
[What's the big deal? There have been singers like this before. Besides, it's not like they can't sing. They just said they didn't study for a long time. What can you say? ]
[Anyway, I don't believe it. Maybe the music they wrote is terrible and can't be presented at all! ]
While everyone was discussing, Shen Yu raised his hand: "I can help you play."
Everyone was shocked.
But Shen Yu had already stepped onto the stage.
He had seen the rumors on the Internet before.
Plagiarism is Shen Yu's Achilles' heel.
Moreover, when Jiang Mo knew that he had a good relationship with Gu Xingshi, he reminded him worriedly that Mr. Gu had a simple personality, and Meng Yuansheng might have deliberately deceived him to get the opportunity to come to the "Men's Group Training Camp".
Although he felt that Meng Yuansheng was not like this kind of person based on the few brief encounters he had with him, he also subconsciously became much colder towards him.
However, after seeing Meng Yuansheng's performance on the stage today, the balance in his heart was slowly tilting towards him.
Moreover, he was also very curious about the songs written by this person who "didn't understand music theory" and "plagiarized" in Jiang Mo's words.
Meng Yuansheng handed the paper with lyrics and music in his hand to Shen Yu.
When Shen Yu saw the lyrics, he was immediately shocked. He looked at Meng Yuansheng with a complicated expression, and then he was completely immersed in it. He didn't come back to his senses until the host reminded him.
But he didn't start playing immediately, but motioned to his assistant to get his guitar.
His fans at the scene suddenly became agitated.
Bai Ran also looked at Meng Yuansheng on the stage with a complicated expression.
The little fan next to her couldn't help asking: "Sister, Shen Yu went to get his guitar, why are you so excited?"
Bai Ran pursed her lips and said: "Brother Shen's guitar is his 'wife'. He thinks that plagiarism or bad songs will not be played with this guitar."
Bai Ran had also read the comments on the Internet before.
She didn't expect that the trainee she took a picture of at the time would cause such a big storm later.
After the rumors of plagiarism fermented, Bai Ran originally wanted to delete those photos.
But they were so beautiful.
She couldn't bear to do it.
But now she found that she didn't need to delete them.
Many people knew about Shen Yu's habit.
The originally quiet network was once again set off a wave of enthusiasm.
[Is this song so well written? It actually made Brother Shen violate his own principles and actively use his wife to play it? ]
[Where is it against the principles? Maybe Meng Yuansheng didn't plagiarize at all? ]
[Am I the only one who thought of this? Jiang Mo claims to be a good friend of Shen Yu, but for so many years, Shen Yu seems to have never used his wife to play his songs. On the contrary, Meng Yuansheng took the initiative to use his wife when he wrote a song for the first time. Tsk tsk~]
[Try it, try it carefully...]
On the scene.
Jiang Mo could hardly keep the smile on his face, and he dug his nails into his palms to remind himself not to show an ugly expression.
Shen Yu, on the other hand, discussed the details of the lyrics with Meng Yuansheng as if no one was around, and occasionally showed a surprised smile, which made the audience even more curious.
Fortunately, the assistant brought the guitar quickly.
Shen Yu tuned it and nodded to Meng Yuansheng.
As the prelude came out, the audience gradually quieted down.
This is a rock-style song.
The lyrics are rough but powerful. A person who is dragged to the bottom of the sea by despair struggles to survive in anger and unwillingness.
From the first note, it tightly grasped everyone's heart.
Meng Yuansheng's clear voice did not use the slightest technique. He held the microphone, as if he was shouting with his soul.
He thought of the days and nights when Jiang Mo had been PUAing him in the name of love.
He thought of himself, like a rat in a gutter, looking at the popular artists performing on the stage with envy. He
thought of the hand that pulled him out of the darkness that night.
He thought of the one who gave him the best contract and the best opportunity, always standing firmly behind them and believing in his care.
Despair broke.
The sun fell on the sea.
...
The song ended.
But the audience seemed to be still immersed in it and unwilling to leave.
Bai Ran wiped the tears from his face, then raised the camera and frantically filmed Meng Yuansheng on the stage.
She had a feeling that a new star was rising.
Meng Yuansheng put down the microphone and turned his head to look at Jiang Mo, who looked ugly.
There was no more hesitation, inferiority and cowardice in his eyes.
The phoenix was reborn from the ashes.
He told Jiang Mo with his eyes.
I will win! I
will win beautifully!
I will smash all the slanders against me in your face!
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