"Why?" Jiang Xinhai asked with a frown.
"On the surface, they said it was a copyright issue, but in reality, they quit because the Lu family was mentioned in the program."
Jiang Xinhai said: "Is the Lu family so domineering?"
"They're just that overbearing, and they've been doing it for a long time," Qin Yunchu said. "Just think about it. They've practically monopolized the Chinese music scene, and their word is final. If this were exposed to the public, how much of a backlash would it cause?"
Jiang Xinhai thought about it silently and nodded.
Too.
People in the industry are not surprised by things like the Lu family's monopoly on the industry, but it is a different story when it is exposed to the public.
Qin Yunchu said angrily, "I also can't stand their behavior, but I'm also involved in this situation. My family and the Lu family are related by marriage, and we have business cooperation in many areas. Criticizing them will not benefit us."
Jiang Xinhai shook his head.
That classic line goes like this:
You are in me and I am in you. This is where all the bad things in the world go wrong!
Jiang Xinhai crossed his arms unwillingly and thought for a while, then suddenly an idea came to him.
"Yun Chu, I've figured it out. They're not going to film it, are they? Why don't we film it ourselves?"
Qin Yunchu looked at her: "What do you mean?"
"We can also live stream!" Jiang Xinhai said, "I have a live streaming room on Pineapple Pineapple. Didn't I release 'Summer Wind' and 'Hill' there before? I have a few fans too. I can just live stream on Pineapple Pineapple and take some photos of my music collection. Wouldn't that get some traffic?"
Qin Yunchu's eyes lit up: "Sure! And it seems to be legal."
Jiang Xinhai took out his mobile phone, opened the software, and clicked to start the live broadcast.
"Hello, hello, can you hear me?" Jiang Xinhai waved at the phone.
She fiddled with her phone, but because she wasn't very familiar with how to operate it, she waited for five minutes and didn't see a single comment. She thought she was going to be in trouble.
"Let me forward it for you to help you gain some popularity." Qin Yunchu said.
Xu Xiangxiao came over from the side: "What are you discussing?"
"Xinhai is starting a livestream, Xiangxiao, come and help her gain some popularity."
"Hurrah!"
The three girls lowered their heads and fiddled with their phones.
Because they have never done live broadcasts, they have no idea how popular they are.
At this moment, Qin Yunshang came over from the side.
"Sister, I have something good for you."
She put her phone down on the table, and on the screen was a recording.
"What is this?" Qin Yunchu turned to look at her.
Qin Yunshang said mysteriously, "I just sneaked into a private music collection and secretly recorded this with my phone. It contains Beethoven No. 3."
Qin Yunchu's eyes lit up: "Yes, no one had time to listen to the music just now."
Jiang Xinhai also came over: "Let's listen to it?"
Qin Yunshang clicked the play button.
As soon as I pressed the button, the phone suddenly burst into a powerful symphony of music.
It was like a violent storm, mountains collapsing and the earth cracking, the sky falling and the earth sinking, the sound was sometimes light and sometimes loud.
The cello, viola and violin together composed an extremely magnificent poem, and all the expressive power burst out in an instant.
Through the majestic music, Jiang Xinhai saw the tenacity of life, Qin Yunchu saw the vastness of death, and Qin Yunshang felt as if her heart was grabbed by someone and she was a little breathless.
What Xu Xiangxiao felt was the creator's courage, as if holding blood and tears, standing tall and unyielding, and facing the storm calmly with a smile on his face.
Life, death, and the courage needed to face both. As the piano played and the strings vibrated, the same word emerged in the minds of the three people:
destiny.
Perhaps it was because the symphony was too expressive, or perhaps it was because the three people had reached a certain level of musical sensitivity, but when they heard this piece of music, the three of them thought of the same thing at the same time - fate.
There is nothing you can do. Apart from mustering up the courage to face it, there is no other way to resist your fate.
“Fate whispers to the warrior, you cannot withstand the storm.
The warrior whispered back, “I am the storm.”
Xu Xiangxiao murmured.
The volume on the phone was a bit loud, and when the music started, everyone in the room turned their heads and looked in their direction.
Everyone heard it.
Qin Yunshang originally planned to turn down the music volume, but when the music was playing, she was so engrossed that her finger hovered over the volume button without pressing it.
In the room, Wang Feng and He Ling were still talking, the staff were leaning against the door chatting, and Cui Dayou was reading. When the music started, the talking in the room stopped at the same time.
For a long time, the only sound in the room was the magnificent symphony.
The music lasted for a full 7 minutes before it faded away.
However, when the song ended, no one spoke.
After a long while, Cui Dayou asked, "What song is this?"
He even stuttered a little when he spoke.
The four looked up in confusion.
They also didn't know what the name of the song meant.
They only had one thought in their minds at this moment:
"Is this really written by JX?"
Jiang Xinhai lowered his head in a daze and looked at his phone.
At this moment, she inexplicably understood her live broadcast interface - there was a little man drawn in the upper left corner, and the number behind it was the real-time number of viewers in the live broadcast room.
That number now shows 2.06 million.
…
"Secretary Gao."
"Secretary Gao, be careful, it's slippery here."
Secretary Gao walked into the bathroom surrounded by a group of people in suits.
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