Let Me Shoulder This Blame!

The sturdy long Weibo spread throughout the network overnight.

Weibo elaborated on the adaptation process of this song in detail, from discovering the tangled part of the plagiarism to the final determination to continue to preserve, fabricating creative ideas, and buying people to testify. As a professional music producer, Yan Sheng participated in or watched every step of the whole incident, and almost revealed the whole thing without any difference.

At the end, another paragraph was written.

[I should be ashamed of my actions. I found the most beautiful and dazzling one on an unfinished pearl necklace, but it was the selfishness of stealing the perfect jewelry to devour me, so that I made it. The most distasteful choice.

I apologize to the original author and resigned from my position in the Superstar program group.

Thanks to Tianyu Company and some fan groups, it is you who let me realize that evil is endless, even if it is thought to affect minor evils, it may lead to irreparable consequences. 】

In a twinkling of an eye, this Weibo has set off an uproar on the Internet.

Tianyue immediately panicked, but Yan Sheng directly cut off all contacts, and no longer responded, clarifying the rejection of all public relations means. Netizens soon discovered the insufficiency of the last paragraph. Following the tracing, the relaxed attitude of the original game changed rapidly.

The first thing I was dug up was a video.

The video was posted on a number of fans, and it looks like it’s not very old. The essay is even quite proud.

The sound is very noisy, the picture is shaking and blurring, but the faint laughter can still be heard. It can be seen that the young man who once healed the soul in front of the piano was forced to the corner, splashed with water, threatened, and stimulated without bottom line. ridicule.

Anyone with sufficient sensibility and normal emotions can't be indifferent to the pictures in this video.

Then, more and more content was exposed. Some people anonymously released the chat records in the fan community of He Yuanwei, only to find that those fans, in addition to this containment, also had a long time SMS and phone threats against Gong Zhengyu, and even often show off each other.

The anger of the netizens was completely ignited, and the anger against the fans was directly burned to He Yuanwei.

He Yuanwei's response was very quick. He immediately issued an apology Weibo, and his attitude was fair and sincere. He expressed sincere concern and apology to Gong Zhengyu. At the same time, he quickly cleared up his relationship and said that he was completely ignorant of what the fans did. In the future, he will definitely restrain the fans better and never call this happen.

This time, the following reply has apparently lost its friendliness and patience.

[Do not believe, don't listen, no matter. Did the fans get to this point and calm down? Are you bound? Did you say that you didn't copy it? Why are so many original songwriters and Tianyu suddenly canceled the contract, and there is not much in my heart? 】

[The second day of the closing of the case, Gong Zhengyu’s private phone was leaked, and the fans were encouraged to pick up one set. Now I’m going to choose my own. Are you worthy of fans who are scaring you? 】

[I heard that Liang Xuanyi still beat people because of this? Really, why do you hit people? I want to say, please play He Yuanwei directly, and fight in the dead, you are welcome. [smile.jpg]]

[But if the star has a positive influence on the fans, it will not be like this. These behaviors have violated the law, please pay attention to the relevant departments, please drink tea, big star:)

[Relaxing this set? Your family is not staring at a sheep's hair. Does anyone still remember the airport congestion that year? 】

【I remember that! ! Finally, I was appraised by Tianyu, and I didn’t have a little water. I saw the photo of the party falling off the elevator at the time! 】

[falling off the elevator? ! ? ! Asked if qaq will be the deaf that caused that time? Suddenly distressed to the explosion...]

......

The people involved in the whole incident accounted for a row of hot searches. In addition to Liang Xuanyi’s accident, he was applauded, and the rest were almost filled with fierce buzz.

After turning a few pages of comments, He Yuanwei's face became more and more gloomy, pushing the computer hard and annihilating the cigarette **** in his hand.

"Yuan Ge, the company is already in the process of evaluation, but with the last lesson, I dare not do too obvious, afraid of causing a more serious rebound of netizens..."

He Dong was frightened and rushed to the past, and ordered a cigarette. He carefully handed him: "You don't be angry, the company also said, let's talk with talent. Now as long as the songs that are sung are good, and then re-create the people, you can The Jedi counterattacks the next song, but the song you made famous in the past, the audience will definitely recognize it!"

He Yuanwei's face was finally better when he heard him. He gave him a cold look: "You have already done it once, and this time you are sure?"

"This must be no problem, this is the song that Liang Kaikai personally created for you! Even if Liang Xuanyi participated in the competition? He can still compare with his father? The audience vote will teach him to be a man!"

He Dong oozing some cold sweat behind him, and nodded quickly, smirking and following him: "You can rest assured that as long as we can win the next game, the company will take advantage of the hard work of these years, and it will definitely be able to After this storm..."

He said that it was indeed feasible. He Yuanwei nodded silently for a long while, sucked a cigarette and threw it into the ashtray.

The next game he wants to sing is "Free Growth". This song was only when he debuted ten years ago. The company spent a lot of money to ask Liang Kaikai to build it. It was once popular in the country and even became a generation of memories of youth. He also burst into red all night.

After all, the music circle is not exactly the same as the entertainment circle, or the place where the strength speaks. As long as he can sing this song well, there must be a chance to make a comeback.

Liang Xuanyi is arguing that the horses and horses are going to protect Gong Zhengyu. He wants to see, a second generation of the star who will only play the piano. In the end, he wants to compete with his father's favorite songs.

Things have been pushed to the forefront, but the parties are all as agreed, tacitly disappearing into the public eye.

I am worried that the reporter will disturb the recuperation of Gong Zhengyu. When the other party's status stabilizes, Liang Xuanyi will bring the person directly back home, and strongly refused all interviews from the outside world.

"I'm really fine, don't worry too much."

The shadow of the accident left to the other party seemed to be bigger than himself. Su Shi was helplessly smiling, but he was obediently placed on the bed by him, holding the hand that explored his forehead.

"There is still a week to go to the game. He Yuanwei chose "Free Growth". It is directed at you. Is it sure?"

Liang Xuanyi’s action was slightly stunned. He didn’t respond. He pulled his hand and took it. He kissed his forehead and kissed him: “You should take a good rest first. Let’s go back and discuss these things...”

Even in Liang Kailuo's works, "Freedom of Growth" is also a very high-ranking one, and the circulation is even more unprecedented. It has even been selected as "Time Memory" and has become one of the symbols of a generation.

"Flying Bird" was originally a song that broke through the imprisonment. Once his mind was shaken, he could not sing the true meaning of this song. The father was always an indestructible mountain in his heart. He was not afraid of He Yuanwei, but did not challenge his father's confidence.

In the eyes of anyone, this game is probably lost.

But even if you lose a game, it doesn't matter. "Superstar" adopts the elimination system, even if the other party has the upper hand, as long as his ranking is not backward, there will still be a chance to turn over...

Gong Zhengyu did not move, the warm twilight always fell on him, still waiting for his reply.

Liang Xuanyi silenced and raised his hand to caress the young man’s pale cheeks, and brought the whole person into his arms.

Although asthma was controlled, Gong Zhengyu was always in low fever and dizziness, except that the day was cold, and it was related to the tiredness of these days.

He wants to pull Gong Zhengyu to the place full of sunshine, to prove the ability of the other party, to make everyone see such dazzling talents and talents, but not to want to use Gong Zhengyu’s health as all this. The price.

"I don't care."

The man in his arms moved, raised his hand and hugged him, his voice soft and soft: "I need to find something to do, don't let me idle..."

The chest was inexplicably stunned, and Liang Xuanyi subconsciously clenched his hand, holding his breath straight up, raising his hand and still wearing a good-looking eyebrow.

The light in those eyes was still warm and clear, and the tension in his eyes could not be concealed. The curvature was bent a little, and his hand was held back, and he suddenly went over and fell a kiss on his cheek.

"I hope you can win, let us try again, okay?"

Looking at his eyes, Liang Xuanyi suddenly could not say the words of rejection.

The thin body took the initiative and leaned in, and quietly broke into his arms. The weight of his arm was slightly heavier, and he was slightly relieved. He regained his grip and slammed his forehead: "Don't be too tired, let's be together."

"it is good."

Get his promise, Gong Zhengyu seems to be obviously happy, his eyebrows immediately bend the good-looking arc, and his eyes are re-appearing a little bright color.

Liang Xuanyi finally put aside his heart and kissed his lips. "Flying Birds, I sing to you, okay?"

The key of this song is in the weakest range of Gong Zhengyu's hearing. Su Shi nodded and was about to adjust the volume of the hearing aid, but it was covered with warmth and a low and soft humming sound.

The pitch of the whole song has dropped, so it is fierce and unwilling to become a gentle whisper, and the voice screams at the tired heart, trying to warm the chill that can't be circling.

Su closed his eyes, completely relaxed his body, and was hugged into the solid warm chest by his arms.

The chill of the heart has quietly emerged from the moment he was forced into the alley. It seems that there is a part of the emotion that does not belong to him. At the same time, he is fighting for the control of the body. He can still restrain himself, and sometimes he will be inevitably exhausted.

Maybe stop and take a break, you can fully charge, and then re-energize...

Softly sing the song that should have been persistent and determined to go forward, Liang Xuanyi will hold people in his arms, patiently patted gently, and his eyes fell on the eyelashes of the people in his arms.

At the time of the accident at the airport, Tianyu was only afraid to completely control the public opinion. Even he was the first to hear about it.

Being trapped, being questioned, and being pushed down from such a high elevator, it has brought profound influence to the quiet and gentle people in the arms. Will it be like netizens have guessed that Gong Zhengyu’s deafness stems from that accident?

His voice seems to be still valid, and his body gradually relaxes, docilely in his arms, and his breathing gradually turns flat and long.

The medicine used has a calming ingredient, and Gong Zhengyu will be very tired in these days. Liang Xuanyi carefully put him back on the bed before he took off the hearing aid for him, but suddenly he was holding his wrist tightly.

The murderous cockroach passed through the silent vigilance, and it took a moment to recognize the person in front of him. The cool fingers hesitated and gradually loosened, and Liang Xuanyi slammed it in the palm of his hand.

"Jie Yu, what's wrong, is it scared?"

As if vaguely glimpsed into the content that has always been worried, Liang Xuanyi holds his hand and leans over the faint and tight body. The voice is almost nervous: "It doesn't matter, I am, I have been. I don't go. Stay here with you..."

"It's okay, I'm fine..."

When you relax your mind and body, you are almost completely obsessed with those emotions.

Su Shi finally had a thorough understanding of his own situation. He shook his head and smiled softly: "I want to play the piano."

Liang Xuanyi was slightly stunned, but he did not discourage it. He just nodded and helped him sit up: "I will accompany you."

Although the concept of the pot has disappeared completely, the task is still there. As long as you can help the protagonist win the championship, the higher the gold content of the champion, the higher the rating will be.

Thinking of the new experience points, Su Shi’s mood was much better. He got up by his support station and went back to the piano to sit down.

"Free Growth" is the proud work of Liang Kailu ten years ago. At that time, He Yuanwei was just a newcomer to the music scene. The overall tunes were bright and bright, and the rhythm was very strong. In that era, it was a fire, both because of the occasion, but also by name. Return.

"Flying Bird" is also a song for young people. He originally entered Liang Xuanyi's state of mind at that time. He never suppressed it to the Jedi to fight back. The emotions were layered one after another. In the end, it broke out completely, but it always felt like it was still less. What?

Liang Xuanyi's sound quality was originally thick and heavy, and the brightness was much weaker. The original arrangement is best for the clear juvenile sound. If you go back ten years, the other party can probably sing this song to the audience.

Now I will deal with it this way, and I will deal with the average opponent, but I can't help but the original "Free Growth".

Seeing that he touched the piano, it seemed to regain his spirit. Liang Xuanyi showed some extremely gentle smiles in his eyes, and consciously returned to the kitchen to give him a new hot cocoa.

Back to the living room, the piano sounds already sounded.

The same tune, but because of a slight adjustment in the rhythm and pitch, suddenly from the past, the clear and high, quietly added a new thickness and connotation.

Liang Xuanyi immediately understood what he meant, silently followed the singer, his eyes bright, and he walked toward him.

The person sitting in front of the piano still did not relax, the right hand still played the original melody, the left hand crossed the right arm and landed in the high-pitched area where no one dared to touch.

A string of clear, bird-like notes leaped between the fingers, calling Liang Xuanyi subconsciously breathing.

The sound of the piano came to an abrupt end. Gong Zhengyu looked up at him, his chest was slightly ups and downs, his eyes were bright and washed: "Is there a flute at home?"

The preparation time of the week soon passed, and it was the day of the game.

In order to facilitate the creation and play of the singers, the rehearsal of "Superstar" is completely separate and confidential. Liang Xuanyi still rehearsed according to the previous arrangement, until the soundtrack is brought together before the scene. Brought it over.

The team that didn't wear it was difficult to get the best fit with the scene. The music director of "Superstar" was not too tempered. He patted the table and said that he wanted to call Liang Kailu, but he was forced to pull two clothes by the assistant.

Under the gaze of everyone, Yan Sheng came out wearing sunglasses and sat in front of the piano in silence.

Yan Sheng is mean-minded, but his strength is unambiguous. His sudden resignation is also a major loss for the program group. I didn't expect this guy to resign without a word, and actually stayed back again.

The director was angry and laughed. In the past, he had to give a punch to the old man who had to face his face. Liang Xuanyi had already detained in front of him: "There are two soundtracks that I bring, Mr. Yan is one of them. One, I hope you can be accommodating."

I couldn't understand what he meant at the moment. The director looked at Yan Sheng with a sigh of relief. The latter just nodded and helped the sunglasses. He whispered to Liang Xuanyi: "Well, you can help me and the teacher." Handwritten scores..."

"You can rest assured that Zheng Yu has already written it and will give it to you after the game is over."

Liang Xuanyi was dumbfounded, patiently nodded, and looked down to the backcourt.

The solo of the flute is the finishing touch of the whole song. Gong Zhengyu originally planned to ask him to find a professional to come to the town. He consulted the doctor and confirmed that there would be no problem. The other person’s personal idea.

In the past few days, the game was prepared intensively. In addition to going to see Shen Fei as usual, Gong Zhengyu rushed to the song. It’s good when I’m busy during the day, but I’m not able to sleep at night, sometimes even in the middle of the night.

Although the man has always been as gentle as ever, and his eyebrows are often bent to look good, he is always unable to feel at ease. Especially when the other person wakes up in a dream, he occasionally captures the flashing content in those eyes, and asks his heart to sink every day.

Public opinion is reversing, faults are making up, and damage can be caused.

Only when you touch the music, the eyes can be clear without seeing the slightest haze. This song originally belonged to both of them. Gong Zhengyu should not just stand in the darkness, just look at him.

The young man holding the flute looked up and greeted his gaze, and the pale lips twitched slightly, as if it was because of such a stage and was a little nervous, but still shining in the eyes.

Infinite warm color dip through the fundus, Liang Xuanyi whispered a sentence, and walked toward the figure.

Gong Zhengyu only wore a simple white shirt, jeans canvas shoes, and cuffs to the elbows, which showed a clean and pure youth. Seeing him coming over, he smiled slightly and smiled silently. The short hair fell gently on the ear, just covering the traces of the hearing aid.

"nervous?"

By embracing and bringing people into his arms, Liang Xuanyi softly opened his mouth and carefully arranged the headphone cord for him.

Gong Zhengyu shook his head and shook his throat sugar to him. He still didn't trust: "When you use the sound, remember to keep the microphone close. Their sound is very good, but the reverb is too strong. I just went to take a look at the sound waves in the main control room, and the air sounds were almost lost by the late repairs..."

"Okay, I remember."

It is clear that he is not good at singing himself. Liang Xuanyi smiles dumbly, nodding his head with temper, and teasing him with a smile: "I will pay attention to these, what else does the teacher want to marry?"

Su Shi’s voice was a sigh, and his face could not stop.

After Yan Sheng retired, he suddenly went to the door. One teacher, he had to drag himself to study the piano. Later, he persisted in the hospital and became the first outsider who did not stop Liang Liangxuan.

In order to persuade the other party to help Liang Xuanyi to be a steel partner, Su Shi had to promise to handwritten a score for the day, and did not know the serious masters who had heard the music once again. Why should he be free to the original author? The staves of the painting have such deep enthusiasm.

Seeing the almost depressed look on his face, Liang Xuanyi showed a soft smile in his eyes, raising his hand to help him to scatter the bangs: "In fact, I am quite nervous, in case I am in front of my father's old friend, my dad The song won, and it’s even more embarrassing to go home..."

Finally, he was ridiculed by his voice. Su Shi lifted the flute and knocked him on his shoulders without hesitation: "Well, open it, He Yuanwei will come to us."

Being satiated by the "we" ironing, Liang Xuanyi nodded, but still did not leave, just stayed with him in the backcourt and looked at He Yuanwei who had already staged the concert.

"Free Growth" is not a song that requires a lot of skill, it is also a victory in the melody, and a high degree of singing. He Yuanwei has been singing "Free Growth" for ten years. The grasp of the whole song has already been in full swing. This time, almost no changes have been made to the song. In the last paragraph, the audience has even been driven to sing along.

Comparing the warm atmosphere of the concert, it obviously also brought a lot of pressure to other players.

At the end of the song, He Yuanwei showed some proud and proud colors in his eyes. He looked a little closer to the stage and finally completely dispelled the clouds that had been lingering in these days.

Liang Xuanyi was led to the stage, and the two passed by and there was no intersection.

The audience has not slowed down from the rest of "Free Growth", and even could not help but whispered in excitement, even the host's report did not pay attention.

The original gorgeous dance lights should be extinguished, leaving only two beams of light, a bunch of singers falling in the middle of the stage, and a bunch falling into the corner.

From the monophonic sound of the piano, the extremely simple melody is gently swayed in the darkness, pure as if it had just broken the nestling bird, and suddenly poked the softest place in the heart.

The audience room gradually calmed down. 2k novel reading network