The professor's sarcastic summary:
"'Life has no roots + parting from Minister Zhou = parting from life again', Ms. Shao, may I ask, is your original work simply re-punctuating the poems of an old friend? These poems are indeed obscure, but you registered the copyright a month ago, while others registered their copyright more than 1,500 years ago!"
The lyrics were so similar that onlookers laughed and said, "If this doesn't count as plagiarism, then I'll go copy a few ancient poems tomorrow and become a great poet too!"
Shao Yaya's fans panicked, desperately trying to save face, and shouted at the top of their lungs, "That doesn't count! They've been dead for over a thousand years, well past the fifty-year copyright period, it's not plagiarism! It's just a quote!"
The professor only replied with a few words.
"The time limit is only for charging fees, and the authorship can never be changed. If Ms. Shao is quoting, then why label it as original lyrics? In addition, to those who are jumping up and down with insults in the comments section, you have seriously infringed on my right to reputation, portrait rights, and other personal rights. I have already called the police, and please wait for the court summons."
Almost instantly, the fans deleted their Weibo posts, becoming as still as quails and trembling with fear.
W-what happened?
Call the police?
It's just some online sparring, why call the police?
This is something no fandom has ever done before!
That's so unruly!
Shao Yaya's team was frantic and immediately convened a meeting to discuss how to control the public opinion. At this moment, the agent and the public relations department were discussing how to control the public opinion. Shao Yaya sat in her chair, stunned.
"Ya Ya! Say something! What are we going to do? You quoted the lyrics, you should have told me!"
The agent did complain; if Shao Yaya had said earlier that she had quoted lyrics, they wouldn't have touted it as original.
Then things wouldn't have come to this!
Why!
Thinking of this, the agent's tone also carried a hint of dissatisfaction. After being scolded by him, Shao Yaya's anger suddenly flared up.
She slammed her hand on the table and retorted sharply, "So you didn't even realize I quoted an ancient poem? Tao Yuanming is so famous, and you didn't notice? Is it my fault? If you had stopped me earlier, this wouldn't have happened!"
The agent was dumbfounded: "This...this is still our fault? Those poems are so obscure, where have we ever seen them before?!"
"Of course it's your fault! Even if you haven't seen those obscure poems before, couldn't you at least look them up on Baidu? I refuse to believe you can't find them online!"
"Shao Yaya! You wrote these lyrics yourself, don't you even know if they're original? Is it necessary for us to supervise you?"
"Shut up! I don't want to talk to you anymore!"
Shao Yaya slammed the door shut and left the conference room, feeling incredibly frustrated.
They even asked her if she knew it was original... She stole it from Yun Danhua's book, how would she know if it was original?!
If Yun Danhua had written poems that everyone knew, such as "Quiet Night Thoughts" or "Spring Dawn," she would have recognized them. Isn't that because Yun Danhua wrote obscure poems?
Shao Yaya bit her lip tightly, a fire raging in her heart, a vague, indescribable feeling rising within her, as if she had fallen into a trap deliberately set for her...
But how could that be!
She pursed her lips in annoyance. Yun Danhua didn't know she would steal her notebook, and she couldn't possibly have prepared these plagiarized lyrics for her in advance.
Anyway, she did nothing wrong; the fault lay with her manager and the others!
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