Chapter nine hundred and ninth full of humiliation
The spotlight focused on Li Xinlei, who was dressed in costume and slowly took the stage.
Li Xinlei's appearance is not as good as Fang Wenfei's, but her face is full of softness, which makes people think she is as gentle as water, charming and affectionate, like a white lotus, and very feminine.
Many people like this one of hers.
Li Xinlei has indeed perfected this aspect of her personality, and was able to debut as the second-ranked member of the girl group, and her popularity is second only to Fang Wenfei.
"Hello, Xinlei."
The male host smiled and greeted, "I'm a loyal fan of your Genesis 808 girl group."
The female host pretended to be angry and said: "You are the one, am I not the one?
The Genesis 808 girl group kills both men and women."
Li Xinlei replied elegantly and gracefully: "It's such an honor for me. On behalf of the sisters in the girl group, I would like to thank the two hosts and wish you well."
The female host smiled and said: "Thank you Xinlei.
Say hello to everyone."
Li Xinlei waved to the stands: "Friends from Nanjiang University, good evening, I am Li Xinlei."
"Li Xinlei, we love you!"
There was another noise from the stands.
“Friends at Nanjiang University are so enthusiastic.”
The male host smiled, turned around and asked, "Xinlei, what show are you planning to perform tonight?"
Li Xinlei said: "I just recently composed a song called "Concern of the Night", and I just take this opportunity to dedicate it to everyone."
The hostess said: "Wow, it's a new song. It's so good. Our ears are blessed."
The male host said loudly: "Let us applaud Li Xinlei's new song "Concern of the Night"!"
Bang bang bang... everyone applauded enthusiastically.
Backstage, Fang Wenfei glanced calmly and saw that when Li Xinlei said that she was going to sing a new song, everyone looked as usual, obviously they had known about it for a long time.
"Sure enough, I was the last to know about Li Xinlei's new song, and she even said she wanted to share it with me, haha..." Fang Wenfei sneered in her heart.
She stood up, walked to the door, and looked at Li Xinlei's back on the stage.
She was going to listen to Li Xinlei's new song and compare it with "The Encounter of Haofei" she composed before Chen Hao adapted it.
Fang Wenfei didn't notice that Sister Yang and others were looking at her back with pity.
The two hosts retreated to the side of the stage and gave the stage to Li Xinlei.
Li Xinlei nodded to the band on the other side.
The band started to play.
A dynamic melody sounded.
Fang Wenfei's expression changed.
This melody was very familiar to her. It was "The Encounter of Haofei" before Chen Hao adapted it.
How can this be.
How come the intro to the song she composed appears on Li Xinlei’s new song?
"Is it a coincidence?"
Immediately, Fang Wenfei thought.
This is not impossible, after all, there are only a few notes, but there are thousands of songs, and the intros of many songs are similar.
As long as it's not exactly the same within eight seconds, it's not plagiarism.
However, as the melody progressed, Fang Wenfei's pretty face gradually stiffened.
More than ten seconds have passed, and the intro to Li Xinlei's new song is still exactly the same as "Hao Fei's Encounter".
This is definitely not something that can be explained by coincidence.
At this time, Li Xinlei started singing: "Whenever the noise recedes, the night will support the lights..." Fang Wenfei only heard the first sentence, and her head buzzed.
Even the lyrics are exactly the same! There is no doubt that the new song Li Xinlei said she wrote is her "Hao Fei Yu"! This bitch somehow stole the new song she worked so hard to create, and despicably claimed that it was composed by herself
, and proudly ran to her room to show off to her... Fang Wenfei was so angry that she couldn't help but rush out of the tent, grab Li Xinlei, and ask for explanation.
Suddenly, two big iron-like hands grabbed her arms from behind.
Fang Wenfei looked back and saw two tall bodyguards.
"Miss Fang, Sister Yang said there is wind at the door and is afraid that you will catch a cold, so let us take you back."
A bodyguard whispered pleasantly.
Fang Wenfei struggled a bit but didn't break free. She squeezed out three words from between her teeth: "Let me go!"
Another bodyguard smiled and approached her ear: "Miss Fang, please cooperate, many artists are watching you.
We are small people, so face doesn’t matter, but you are a public figure, you still want face, right?”
The tone was kind, but full of threats.
Fang Wenfei stiffened and stopped struggling.
"That's how you behave."
The bodyguard smiled, seemed considerate and put a blanket on Fang Wenfei, then brought her back and sat her down on a chair.
Sister Yang came over, showed a friendly smile, and whispered as if to her biological daughter: "Now that the deal is done, don't make trouble, otherwise it will not do you any good.
This time is just a small lesson. From now on, be obedient and don’t do any little tricks that you think are secretive.”
Fang Wenfei looked up at her, with a look of immense hatred in her eyes.
Sister Yang still smiled kindly, but turned her body around to block everyone's sight and prevent others from seeing Fang Wenfei's expression and eyes.
"I just want to know how you stole my new song?"
After a while, Fang Wenfei gritted her teeth and asked.
Except for Chen Hao, she has not mentioned the new song to anyone, let alone demoed it.
Moreover, Fang Wenfei is very careful and never uses the company's equipment when composing songs. She only uses the electric guitar she carries with her to avoid any traces of use being discovered by the company.
She writes her creative ideas and inspirations on paper and carries them with her. After they are firmly remembered in her mind, she burns the paper.
Under such circumstances, it is simply incredible that the new song can still be completely stolen.
Sister Yang smiled and said: "Your electric guitar was given to you by the company. I heard from the technical department that there are some parts in it that can record all your usage. The electric guitar has to be sent to the technical department for regular tuning, so
……you know."
"I see..." Fang Wenfei couldn't help laughing.
She thought she was careful and careful, but it turned out that she had fallen into the company's trap from the beginning. All the private creative processes were like taking a shower live in a glass room, and everyone could see clearly.
I guess Sister Yang and others looked at her as if she were a joke.
Fang Wenfei's heart was filled with humiliation.
Sister Yang said slowly: "You are about to go on stage. I hope you can restrain your unpleasant emotions and perform a perfect performance with your fullest enthusiasm and state."
Fang Wenfei couldn't bear it: "You despicably stole my new song and gave it to my competitor to sing, and you still want me to perform normally like I'm a normal person?
I'm a human, not a dog!"
Sister Yang said expressionlessly: "The boss said that if you can't adjust your mentality, just say that you are not feeling well, cancel your performance at the party, and then go back to the company to retreat for a while. When your mentality has been adjusted, when will you do it again?"