Huayu: Please leave me alone, I really want to retire from the entertainment industry!

Chapter 10, "Eliminating Sorrow," teaches the entire internet how to be a person.



Chapter 10, "Eliminating Sorrow," teaches the entire internet how to be a person.

"borrow?"

The shop owner stepped out from behind the counter.

Seeing the array of cameras outside, he retreated back inside.

"Play it as you like, just don't smash it."

Song Ze held the guitar to his chest.

Walk to the test stand in the center of the music store.

Unplug the microphone.

It was raised by ten centimeters.

The camera then zooms in.

At this point, the number of viewers in the live stream was approaching three million.

Song Ze raised his right hand.

He tapped the microphone grille with his index finger knuckle.

"Bang, bang."

The muffled sound traveled through the network lines, hitting the devices of three million viewers.

"So you're saying I plagiarized an obscure song from three months ago?"

Song Ze faces the camera.

No explanation.

Don't play the victim.

Throw out the three most direct words:

"OK."

"Then I'll 'copy' another one in front of you."

The moment those words landed...

The barrage of comments was quiet for a second, then erupted into an even more intense barrage.

Still being stubborn?

【You dare to fake it in public, huh?!】

[His skin is thicker than a city wall!]

Song Ze completely ignored the red characters flying everywhere.

He continued speaking into the camera.

"Could you please have the PR team on the other end create a file right now?"

"Five minutes limit."

"Let's see if your ghostwriters can also fake this song as if it was released three months ago."

The director filming almost dropped the walkie-talkie because his hand trembled.

Brother!

This is a live stream with three million people watching simultaneously across the country!

You're just adding fuel to the fire!

What kind of celebrity does this? Other celebrities handle public relations by sending lawyer's letters and holding press conferences.

You actually went and directly challenged the opposing smear campaign team?

Is he trying to kill himself quickly enough?

Lin Shishi stood in the shadows at the entrance of the music store.

Arms crossed over chest.

Sit on the sidelines.

Since her debut, she has seen countless celebrities fail.

Faced with widespread online criticism, most normal people would choose to ignore it or cry and beg for forgiveness.

This person declared war on millions of people! And in such an incredibly arrogant way!

Song Ze closed his eyes.

Press your fingers down on the first fret of the fingerboard.

Press the steel string firmly with your fingertips.

The right thumb plucks the sixth string.

"Thump—"

The extremely cold and desolate guitar arpeggios were laid out in the small music store of a dozen square meters.

That sense of frustration and despondency crept into the minds of everyone present without warning.

The four-bar prelude played out smoothly.

Song Ze leaned forward.

Get close to the microphone.

[Professional-level singing skills activated].

"When you step into this place of joy..."

A resonance was emitted from the chest cavity.

His pronunciation is extremely clear.

There are no fancy vocal techniques, just straightforward emotional expression.

Just seven words.

On the monitor screen, the dense red bullet comments were largely frozen.

The filming director swallowed hard, staring at the data changes on the screen.

The number of online users surged to 3.5 million.

"Carry all my dreams and aspirations on my back..."

"Various faces, various makeup styles..."

"No one remembers what you look like..."

Song Ze closed his eyes, and the black Crocs with SpongeBob SquarePants patterns on his feet tapped slightly to the beat.

He was wearing a pair of gray shorts and a ripped T-shirt.

The image is filled with a strong sense of disjointedness.

But the melody that came through completely froze everyone's emotions in place.

Lin Shishi involuntarily took a step forward.

The stiletto heels made a slight clattering sound as they stepped on the wooden floor.

She stared at Song Ze's fingers as he plucked the strings.

As one of the top female songwriters in China, she knows all too well how valuable this song is.

The melody of the verse is neat and restrained.

The lyrics bluntly tear away the last fig leaf of the adult world.

Who could plagiarize a work of this quality?

This is even more absurd than a Nobel laureate copying a primary school student's diary!

The guitar strumming rhythm suddenly sped up.

The right-hand syncopation is clean and crisp.

Song Ze opened his eyes.

"One cup to the rising sun, one cup to the moonlight..."

The first glass of wine was smashed.

The live stream chat pool crashed.

Not a single new comment appeared.

"Awakening my longing, softening the cold window..."

"So you can fly against the wind without looking back..."

"I'm not afraid of rain in my heart, or frost in my eyes..."

The third cup.

The fourth cup.

Eight lines of lyrics.

Every sentence is divine.

This dealt a devastating blow to those trolls hiding behind the internet.

The screen was instantly cleared of all the insults and profanities.

After a brief ten-second gap in the fault line.

Real netizens launched a full-scale counterattack.

The colorful bullet comments instantly filled the entire screen, moving so fast that they couldn't be caught by the naked eye.

[Holy crap, that's a huge idiom!!!]

[Kudos to the lyricist! A modern-day poetic genius has descended to earth!]

[One cup to the rising sun, one cup to the moonlight—these eight cups of wine got me completely drunk!]

Where are the people who were just accusing others of plagiarism? Come out and say something! If you have the guts, call this song plagiarized too!

If plagiarism can be done to this level, I beg him to plagiarize the entire Chinese music scene!

This is what a real talent in the Chinese entertainment industry looks like! This is what a true original creative genius looks like!

In the musical instrument store.

The long-haired boss's wooden chopsticks fell with a "thud" onto the greasy floor tiles.

Soup splashed onto his ripped jeans.

Unaware at all.

He played underground rock and folk music for twenty years.

I opened this struggling music store just to hold onto my last line of defense.

Nowadays.

He witnessed the rise of a new giant in the Chinese music scene.

Right there in his run-down shop.

It's all on a practice guitar that costs two hundred yuan.

The piece is coming to an end.

Song Ze flipped his right wrist.

The last note was swept away cleanly and decisively.

The right palm is then laid flat on the strings.

Physical noise reduction.

Resonance ceased.

The lingering sound echoed twice between the walls filled with acoustic guitars before falling completely silent.

Song Ze took the suspenders off his shoulders.

Hang the guitar back on the fifth stand exactly as it was.

He turned around.

One hand was shoved into the pocket of his gray shorts.

Move closer to the microphone.

Look directly into the camera.

"Is this song 'Sorrow,' which I just 'copied,' good?"

Pause for half a second.

He unleashed his final, decisive blow:

"The PR team on the other side."

"Five minutes are up. Have you finished creating your files?"

As soon as those words were spoken...

Millions of netizens are horrified.

The live stream chat exploded.

[Hahahaha, that's too awesome!]

[To kill someone, you must destroy their spirit!]

[Write a poem about sorrow in five minutes? Even Beethoven would be stumped if he were resurrected!]

[Haters, speak up! Have you created your save file yet?]

The sixteenth floor of the Cloud Realm Center office building in Shanghai.

Public Relations Department of Xingyao Entertainment.

Agent Zhang Juan slammed her hand heavily on the conference table.

The half-full glass of iced Americano in front of me shook violently and spilled all over the table.

"Well done!"

"I knew this kid had a backup plan!"

She grabbed the landline receiver and dialed the internal phone in the next cubicle.

"Old Liu!"

"The time for a counterattack has come!"

"Pack up all the server logs our tech department scraped, and the timestamp tampering records from that obscure music website's backend!"

"Just hand it over to a familiar gossip influencer! Get a full-fledged press release across the internet!"

"Buy three trending topics!"


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