"No, I don't believe it. I ended an opportunity to become famous with my own hands!"
The three question marks made Li Yang's eyes red, and he stared at the singer's name closely: "Jiang Xue, you're going to be famous!"
Tonight, many people in the composition department stayed up late to listen to music, and of course they also paid attention to the song "Later" written by Lin Shiyi.
Everyone listened to the show with the intention of watching a joke, but after listening to it, everyone either watched it once or three times, and in the end, they could hardly hide their tears.
This song evokes the regrets of many people, the regrets of youth and the regrets of that relationship.
“Huh~”
Lin Shiyi checked the rankings of this season's chart nearly ten times in ten minutes. When he saw this song enter the top 100 and freeze at 93rd, he felt relieved.
He no longer had to worry about being fired by Manager Li, so he just wanted to have a good sleep.
At the same time, he had a bigger ambition. Since the songs that were popular on Earth were also suitable for this world, he came up with the idea of dominating the charts.
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The next day, bright sunshine shone through the window onto Lin Shiyi's face. He got up sleepily.
Before he could get up and wash up, his cell phone rang. He picked up the phone and heard Li Yiguan's voice: "Lin Shiyi, what time is it now? Why haven't you come to the company yet? Are you drifting?"
"Ah?" Lin Shiyi glanced at the screen. It was already past 9 o'clock and he was an hour late.
On the way to work, Lin Shiyi recalled the sound of the pipe again. His tone seemed to have changed, and his attitude was no longer as cold and ruthless as before.
He just bought a cup of soy milk and fried dough sticks and rushed into the company.
As soon as I stepped into the composition club, I felt that the atmosphere around me was not right.
Many colleagues were staring at me, wondering if there was something on my face that I hadn’t washed cleanly.
Lin Shiyi also noticed the resentful looks in Zhou Shan and Fang Jie's eyes, which revealed their unwillingness.
Before he could even move to speak, Fang Jie walked over and pointed at Lin Shiyi's nose and asked, "Did you plagiarize?"
"Plagiarism? Which eye of yours saw me plagiarizing?" Lin Shiyi was shocked by the other party's train of thought.
He just thought that Fang Jie would come over to apologize and fulfill his promise from yesterday's bet.
"If it's not plagiarism, how do you explain why you suddenly wrote such high-quality songs?"
Fang Jie held on to this because he didn't want to bow to Lin Shiyi: "Even the gold medal composer in the composition department needs a burst of inspiration to write a song like that. How can you do that?"
With your father, Lin Shiyi said in his heart: "Yes, I plagiarized, do you want to bite me?"
Many colleagues are aware that plagiarism does not exist, otherwise it would be rejected by the music platform immediately.
Moreover, in this world, plagiarizing other people's works is a shameful act.
Unless you don't want to be in this industry anymore.
No one expected that Lin Shiyi had a strange way of thinking and admitted it directly, which completely disrupted Fang Jie's rhythm.
"Don't be so arrogant. My song is currently ranked 37th. That song 'Later' just barely made it into the top 100. It's still a long way to go before it can surpass me."
Although Fang Jie also thought that the song was of high quality, he did not want to admit it, and even less did he want to bow down to Lin Shiyi.
"Come and see, 'Later' has made it into the top 60!"
I don't know who said it, but a group of songwriters opened their music platforms and clicked on this month's season charts.
Sure enough, I saw the song "Later" at the 60th place.
"Fuck, I checked and it's already ranked 59th. At this speed, it may surpass Fang Jie's song "Because of Love"."
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