Chapter 16 Let’s go, put on the sack
In the afternoon, the hottest days passed.
Da Zhou walked over and said, "Everyone, have you had a good rest? It's a good time to move around. Let's play one last game, song identification."
"The rules for this round are also very simple. After hearing the music, the person who answers the song name the fastest wins, and each time they answer, they gain one point."
Hearing about the competition items, Duan Ze perked up, pinched Mibao's little hair, and said confidently, "Leave this round to me."
He is the Chinese music library!
Zhai Ge also clenched his fists, determined to win back a game.
Dong Wei is a professional singer and is eager to try.
Overall, the competition in this round was still very fierce.
Mibao sat on a small stool, waving his fist happily, "Come on, brother!"
Required.
Soon, Da Zhou started playing music.
As soon as the prelude came on, Duan Ze was the first to answer: "Your Name."
Da Zhou: "Correct answer! Congratulations on getting a point!"
As the second song began, Duan Ze spoke first, "I didn't expect that."
"Correct answer!"
For the third one, he yawned and said, "Two or Three Sentences."
"Correct answer!"
The fourth song...
In ten consecutive songs, Duan Ze scored six points and was far ahead.
Mi Bao looked at Duan Ze with sparkling eyes, and clapped his two little fat paws so hard that his hands turned red.
Duan Ze glanced at her and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
Soon, another song started playing. This time, Duan Ze didn't grab it, but Zhai Ge said, "'Summer'! This is my song."
When these words came out, Da Zhou's expression was a little strange, and he said awkwardly: "Uh, wrong answer."
The smile on Zhai Ge's face froze.
Duan Ze twitched his lips and said slowly, "It's Fire."
Da Zhou: "Correct answer!"
At this moment, the expressions of the people around were very strange.
Zhai Ge couldn't even recognize the song he was singing?
this……
Noticing their gazes, Zhai Ge tried hard to control his expression and said with a smile, "Sorry, I was too excited. These two songs are a bit similar. I heard it wrong. Brother Ze is really amazing."
He spoke sincerely, but put Duan Ze in the spotlight.
[If I remember correctly, Duan Ze's popularity was plagiarized from Zhai Ge's Summer]
[That's true, and Duan Ze shamelessly said that Summer is also his]
[Hehe, just ask him if he is embarrassed]
Duan Ze was not embarrassed, but Zhai Ge was.
Mi Bao, however, looked at Duan Ze's luck which was beginning to slip away again, and angrily opened his little mouth and let out an "Awooo", wanting to bite the bad guy!
The people next to her were also talking about this matter. She pricked up her ears and listened, and understood what had happened.
But she stood on Duan Ze's side unconditionally, so her brother would not copy her.
She rolled her eyes, looked at Da Zhou and smiled sweetly, and said softly, "Uncle Da Zhou, can I listen to the last two songs?"
As she spoke, she held her little face, so obedient and soft.
Da Zhou was so touched by the cuteness that he said without hesitation, "Of course."
After saying that, he started playing these two songs.
It's the full version.
After listening to it, Mibao tilted his head and asked in confusion: "Hey, are these two songs similar?"
Dong Wei is a singer, and from a professional perspective, he analyzed: "They are not similar. The melodies, chord progressions, lyrics, and rhythms of the two songs are all different. The only similarity is the style of the lyrics, but the prelude hasn't been revealed yet, and we only hear the music, not the lyrics."
Mi Bao blinked his eyes and said innocently, "How could this brother have heard it wrong? It's obviously very different. He sang it himself. Does he sing a lot of songs?"
Duan Ze said: "A lot, I've been singing ten songs in three years since my debut."
Mibao: "Wow, that's a lot! How about you, brother?"
Duan Ze: "I can't do that. I can only write about twenty songs a year."
Mibao: "That's not much, brother, you are too stupid."
The brother and sister sang in unison, making Zhai Ge's face more and more ugly, and he could hardly maintain his fake smile.
This naughty girl usually calls him a bad guy, but now that she wants to plot against him, she calls him brother.
Duan Ze stared at Zhai Ge and laughed mockingly, "Yeah, I also want to know why you would get your famous song wrong."
Because it wasn't his song, of course.
He had stolen the song from Duan Ze on the eve of the competition, and taking advantage of his earlier appearance order, he finished singing it first, making everyone think that it was his original song.
It was Duan Ze's fault for not being on guard at all and leaving the song he had written on the table. He deserved it.
The two looked at each other, knowing each other's intentions.
Zhai Ge could feel the gazes of people around him and felt a burning pain on his face.
He forced himself to say, "I said, I heard it wrong."
Mi Bao was puzzled and said, "How could you hear it wrong? We never made any mistakes in the songs our kindergarten teachers taught us. Well, if you say you heard it wrong, then it's wrong."
Mibao waved his hand generously, as if he would not delve into the matter any further, but netizens became excited.
[Yeah, you can even mishear your own song? ]
[That's normal. I only listened to the prelude and didn't listen to the whole thing.]
[How did Duan Ze hear it? ]
[He plagiarized, so he must have heard the original song]
[Speaking of Zhai Ge's ten songs, besides "Summer," are there any other songs that are worth mentioning?]
[Don't tell me, I really didn't. I thought it was just the beginning, but it turned out to be the peak. The songs that followed were so bad that I even doubted if they were written by the same person.]
[The above Duan Ze fans, right? If it wasn't written by our brother, could it be written by your brother? ]
…
The fans were making a big fuss about it, but at least Duan Ze's luck was no longer lost.
Mi Bao breathed a sigh of relief, staring at the new small wooden sign on Zhai Ge's neck, secretly poking Duan Ze with his little finger and winking at him.
Brother, go put on the sack at night.
Understanding her eyes, Duan Ze was speechless. You are still addicted.
Meeple continued to blink.
Whether to go or not.
Duan Ze blinked and went!
The brother and sister agreed and looked away calmly, as if nothing had happened.
Mibao almost buried her head in her little bag, looking for the most ragged and ugliest sack. Bad guys don’t deserve to use nice-looking sacks, huh!
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