The Weibo post was mocking and sarcastic, and also included a few pictures, which were the comparison pictures made by Mu Xiaoyuyu, with very professional analysis on them.
This Weibo post was bought by Qin Yu's fans to become popular. Qin Yu herself is an extremely popular blogger. In less than an hour, there were 10,000 comments.
With such a big commotion, the official people from the Beijing Association naturally also saw it.
"I've seen it, and it seems that plagiarism does exist..." The people in charge of the Beijing Association's official blog looked at each other, wondering who was the one who plagiarized. "What should we do now?"
"I remember that Master Wei seemed to have said last year that Qin Yu plagiarized, so he didn't accept her as his apprentice, right?" Another person suddenly remembered this matter.
This matter concerns Master Wei and his apprentice. Those who are responsible for the official blog are just ordinary members. This matter has such a huge impact that several people dare not make decisions on their own and can only contact Master Wei.
There were many people in the Beijing Association who were jealous of Qin Ran.
Especially since the other party had become Master Wei's chief disciple, countless people wanted to make a big deal out of this matter.
There are also many people who take advantage of others' misfortunes.
Soon the news reached Dai Ran's ears.
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After the last performance, Dai Ran's status in the Violin Association plummeted. He had been in a bad mood for the past two days until the shocking news came out tonight.
"Teacher Dai, this is indeed too much of a coincidence..." The person next to him thought for a moment and said in a low voice, "But Qin Yu published it a year before Qin Ran, that's a fact."
Dai Ran laughed, his eyes cold. "If Qin Ran could have composed such a piece of music a year ago, why did she wait until today to come to Beijing to work on it?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone in Dai Ran's party nodded continuously.
For such excellent music, most people would want the world to know about it. Why would they hide it for a year before releasing it slowly?
Dai Ran obviously thought so too. If this was true, it would be a heavy blow to Master Wei's reputation and status.
He called Qin Yu directly.
This matter had been brewing for several hours, and Qin Yu had been watching it with a sense of trepidation.
When the phone rang, she almost jumped up, but she still controlled herself and went to the balcony to answer the phone: "Hello, teacher."
"You know what happened on Weibo, right? Don't be afraid. Just tell the teacher whether you made the music score a year ago and whether you have any evidence?" Dai Ran's voice was steady.
Obviously, he believed her. This sentence gave Qin Yu, who had been feeling uneasy, a shot of confidence.
She took a deep breath, looked at the students walking downstairs, and said firmly: "It's me, I still have the manuscript."
It can be seen from the manuscript that it is an old item.
It is the best evidence.
Wei family.
Master Wei just replied to I. Wang Zifeng has to go to Zhou recently, and Master Wei is helping to clear the procedures. In the past two days, he did not reply to I until 9 o'clock.
"How was your progress today, Master Sun?" After returning home, Master Wei took off his coat and took the teacup handed to him by Uncle Hai.
"Today is good. I'm trying to manage some small businesses." When mentioning Wei Zihang, Uncle Hai's expression relaxed a lot.
During the summer vacation, Wei Zihang suddenly turned over a new leaf and decided to return to i to receive family training.
He has been in seclusion until now, and it is basically Uncle Hai who has been with him.
Therefore, Uncle Hai has not been with Master Wei for the past two months.
Master Wei nodded slightly and sat down at the dining table to eat. It was at this time that Jingxie called.
Uncle Hai went to the sofa to answer the call, and Ben's smiling and gentle expression paused.
Master Wei pressed his temple, then reached out to take a bowl of soup and drank it slowly. Feeling that Uncle Hai's expression was not right, he couldn't help but raise his head and narrowed his eyes: "What's going on?"
He put the bowl down.
"Master, there is indeed something..." Uncle Hai frowned and briefly told Master Wei what happened on Weibo.
After hearing this, Master Wei dropped the chopsticks in his hand with a "snap".
He asked someone to look up Qin Yu's fan's Weibo post and immediately saw the comments below.
He is actually a senior student of the Beijing Association? One person wrote in blood asking the Beijing Association to remove her from the list!
Two people wrote in blood!
Is Beijing Association crazy? Do you accept people like this? It is simply a disgrace to the violin world. I feel sorry for Miss Qin Yu.
Just because she is Master Wei's apprentice, she can plagiarize openly without fear?
I heard that you are Master Wei's apprentice. Master Wei, can you please say a few words?
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Things fermented overnight and escalated.
Master Wei was so angry that he couldn't eat. How could he not know who the music score belonged to?
"Master, shall we go find Miss Qin?" Uncle Hai said in a low voice, "Just ask her to send out her manuscript."
“Where did she get the manuscripts?” Master Wei pressed his temple. Qin Ran had never known the value of her manuscripts before. It was because she succeeded too easily. This was also one of her shortcomings. “She almost threw those manuscripts away casually. If they were not perfect, she would just throw them away.”
because……
She probably didn't expect that what she treated as trash might be regarded as a treasure by others.
Uncle Hai was stunned. He had never expected this to happen. His expression became serious. "Her manuscript...could it be that Qin Yu picked it up?"
Things like this in the art world require evidence the most.
Whoever published it first, you have to provide evidence.
Qin Ran had neither the manuscript nor the video, but Qin Yu might have the manuscript, and most importantly... the video of her playing the violin for a year was still there.
This is the most direct evidence. Qin Ran only has videos from the last few days, so it is easy for her to be influenced by the internet.
Master Wei knew about Qin Yu's song a year ago, but he couldn't produce any substantial evidence at the time and could only mention it briefly. If it had really become a big deal, people on the Internet might have said that he forced Qin Yu to admit to plagiarism.
The pressure of public opinion online is too great now, and more people will subconsciously side with the weak.
It's pretty much the same situation as it is now.
Some netizens have very strange views. As the saying goes, if you are weak, you are right. Any marketing account can lead public opinion and hit wherever it points. Master Wei does not dare to underestimate this aspect because it concerns Qin Ran's future.
As he walked upstairs, he lowered his head and called Cheng Juan.
As for Qin Ran...Master Wei didn't dare to mention her violent temper.
I was afraid that she would just pick up the knife and go find Qin Yu...
After all, this happened a few years ago...
A night passed, and there was no movement from Master Wei, nor from Qin Ran.
Qin Yu got up from the bed, his mind becoming more active.
She knew Qin Ran very well. The fact that she hadn't spoken for such a long time meant that she might not have any evidence!
Qin Yu's heart was beating very fast.
She saw that she had received thousands of comments on Weibo overnight, all of which were to comfort her. No one thought that she might have copied Qin Ran.
The number of fans has increased by 100,000 and is still increasing.
Does the Beijing Association want someone with a history of plagiarism?
If Qin Ran wasn't there, wouldn't she be ranked first?
Qin Yu opened the Weibo editor and sent a Weibo post, saying that she had composed this piece of music at school a year ago, and many people in the school could prove this.
To this end, she also recruited several of her former followers from school.
During that period, she did practice the violin in the art building of Hengchuan No. 1 Middle School, and many people knew about it.
Today was the second day of school registration. Qin Yu didn't need to stay in school, so she went back to Shen's house, dug out her luggage, took out the violin sheet, took a photo and posted it on Weibo.
This took me a month to write.
Tinglan.
Qin Ran was still in the room. The curtains were not drawn. She sat in front of the computer, her cold white fingers dancing on the keyboard.
Line by line of code jumps out of i.
After a long while, she pressed the "ener" button, and the jumping code turned into an IP address. It looked familiar, and Qin Ran narrowed her eyes.
But she didn't care. She just put on her headphones and said to Chang Ning, "It's solved. Let the giant crocodile go."
Chang Ning responded, "Okay."
He hung up the phone and quickly contacted the big crocodile.
Qin Ran didn't turn off the computer, but went downstairs with the teacup.
Downstairs, Cheng Juan was standing in the hall, seemingly talking to someone on the phone. When he saw her leave, he immediately hung up the phone.
"Let's go eat." He pointed at the dining table, then sat on the other side, casually turning his phone in his hand, his expression inexplicably cold.
His gaze was barely concealed.
Qin Ran took a bite of the rice and couldn't help asking, "Do you have something to ask me?"
"Who is begging..." Cheng Juan glanced at her, and changed his tone halfway through his words, but his tone did not sound like he was begging anyone, "No, Master, I do have something to ask you. I heard that you have a birthday growth record. Can you lend it to me?"
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