Everything was going according to the plan.

"Fireworks are easy to cool" became popular as expected. Even if these two guys do nothing in the next week, their number of fans can steadily break through the 100,000 mark. As a result, Hao Yun really thought that he had made such a mess at this critical moment. Maybe the fans who had finally accumulated over the past three days would have to drop back!

It's a sin!

If it weren't for huddling in the quilt and pretending to be asleep, Hao Yun would really be unable to help but shout it out.

Without saying a word, he cut to the private message window. He was about to go against this idiot, but before he could send the message, the opponent took the initiative to bounce a line of messages over.

Qianyuan: [Those fans saw my creative history and kept letting me release my previous songs... I thought you said you were temporarily removed from the shelves. Now the three-day period has come, so I released the historical songs.]

Damn it!

They let you release it?

Then do they ask you to eat shit or not?

Hao Yun resisted the urge to complain and deleted the words that had already been typing on the screen.

Qianyuan: [Later I thought about it seriously, and I think I should face myself bravely.]

Qianyuan: [I understand your good intentions and am worried that I am complacent. Yes, those fans who found me because of "Fireworks Cold" may be attracted by my historical works and talents, but I don't think they will become stumbling blocks on my musical path.]

Qianyuan: [They really love music, just like you and me!]

Hao Yun: "???"

Why do you understand again?

Who cares whether you are bloated or not? I am worried that you will lose your fans!

I will do whatever I want after the task is completed, but can I wait for me to receive the system's grand prize first...

Hao Yun was having a headache about how to reply to this idiot, and a message came over again.

Qianyuan: [The previous works were there, there was nothing to avoid. Besides, someone has already uploaded my historical works to B station. There is a wider stage outside Yinke.com... And I am ready.]

Hao Yun: "..."

That's true.

The Internet has memory.

Even if he removes historical works from the shelves, as long as someone is bored and looks for them, he will definitely find audio that has not been removed. And sometimes the more you worry about something, the more you care about something, the more those boring flies become more and more excited.

Even in Xia Guo, where copyright protection is extremely strict, the same is true. Some non-profits and marked with copyright information, secondary creations initiated by netizens are in a gray area of ​​supervision. As long as the creator does not actively ask the other party to remove the shelves, or issue a public statement prohibiting dissemination.

No need to think about it.

If it was his song, it must have appeared in the ghost animal area.

Yun Shen didn't know where: [...I have nothing to blame you, just do whatever you want.]

Qianyuan: [Thank you, good brother!]

Hao Yun:...

I thank you for your help!

He threw his phone next to the pillow, and Hao Yun was so upset that he didn't bother to care about this guy anymore, so he fell asleep with his head covered.

...

Although the lights in dormitory 401 have been turned off, other dormitories on the same floor are still brightly lit.

Especially the 402 bedroom next door, it is the most lively at this time every night.

The Bluetooth speaker bought by Yuan Gaofei happened to arrive today. The "Fireworks Cold" that has suddenly become a hot song recently was played in the dormitory. Except for He Ping, who climbed into bed to read books early, they were not very interested, and the rest of them gathered at his desk to enjoy it.

After hearing it once, the little fat man Zhou Xuan frowned and thought for a long time, then suddenly said something.

"Do you think this sound... is a bit like Liang Ziyuan?"

Yuan Gaofei was stunned for a moment, listened carefully for a few seconds, and his eyebrows twitched.

"Hey? You're a little bit like that."

"No, you said Ziyuan?" Prince Yi had a strange expression. "Can he listen to singing?"

Although he is Liang Ziyuan's good friend and plays ball together at dinner, he has never praised this guy's musical talent against his conscience.

After all, it costs money for others to sing, but this guy sings is deadly.

He is only in his early nineteenth year and does not want to die young.

He Ping, who was not concerned about these things, was lying on the bed and looking at some difficult documents. From time to time, he glanced at the bed with expressionless expressions to see what superficial things his roommates were talking about.

It seems to be music today?

Shaking his head, he moved away from his eyes because he was not very interested and continued to look at the book in his hand.

However, I couldn't help but humming twice with the music.

hiss……

It's true.

This sings are a bit nice!

After playing "Fireworks are easy to cool" twice, the three people whispering under the bed finally came to the conclusion.

Qianyuan's voice is indeed very similar to Liang Ziyuan, but the former is obviously much better than the latter, so it is definitely impossible for him to be the same person.

Yuan Gaofei, who finally solved the case, sighed regretfully.

"Oh, it's a pity that guy Liang Ziyuan can't sing. Otherwise, his tone is a bit similar to Qianyuan. He took the guitar and went downstairs to play two sections to play the girl's bedroom. It's still okay to cheat the girl."

The prince glanced at him.

"Come on, do people rely on their talent to pick up girls?"

Zhou Xuanle said: "I think it's OK to pick up girls by looking at them by looking at them by being talented."

Yuan Gaofei sighed heavily and sat on the chair.

"Hey! I'm envious!"

No matter how good the song is, it will get tired of it if you cycle it several times.

However, Zhou Xuan became interested in Qianyuan's other works, so he went to Yinke.com to search.

Most people rarely go to a niche platform like Yinke.com, which is specially opened for music producers, just like most people who do not go to CNKI when they check information.

However, this song "Fireworks Easy to Cold" became so popular that ordinary search engines could not find any information about the singer "Qianyuan". He could only follow the clues to find the base camp of the legendary original musicians - Yinke.com.

"There are more than twenty songs... they are not newcomers."

After taking a look at the Jinbiao [Original Musician] that I just added yesterday, Zhou Xuan always felt something was wrong, but he couldn't say what was wrong.

After all, he is just a small up in the game area, so he can comment on games and comment on comments, but when it comes to commenting on music, both professional knowledge and music literacy are a little bit unsatisfied.

With a hint of curiosity and expectation, Zhou Xuan put on his headphones and activated his first single.

However, as soon as he heard the prelude, he almost frightened him and fell off the chair.

"Damn...what is this fucking thing?"

The wild and harsh beater of the instrument was like a ruler beating a blackboard, mixed with noise-like guitars and unclear singing skills, making it difficult to understand what this guy was singing, so that at the beginning he even felt like "just this?" and "I can do it too."

But when he arrived later, the singing became increasingly unpleasant, and even became a restless style, and he gradually gave up.

Mom, you can turn noise into art.

I don't have to do it.

It was just like listening to a song in full. Zhou Xuan comforted himself that it was someone else's debut work after all, and maybe it was accidentally recorded and uploaded when debugging the instrument, so he clicked on the second song.

result……

He almost died in the prelude.

Hearing the chairs at the next table rubbing continuously, Prince Yan leaned back and looked at Zhou Xuan, who seemed to be cramped all over.

"What are you doing? Why are you so much trouble?"

"Ahem, nothing."

After looking at the roommate's computer screen, he saw that he was not looking at that kind of good thing. The prince turned away with his interest and continued to write a good CP with him in "Oracle".

Zhou Xuan took a deep breath, pressed the pause button, and opened the song's comment section.

Comment section.

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【It's quite strange, but after hearing it too much, it's a bit touching! How can I say it, it's very magical!】

【Yes, yes, especially the song "Butterfly Outside the Window"! The third chord-singing hollow ears are brainwashed!】

[Butterfly outside the window? Isn’t it a cool butterfly? (Funny)]

[Hahahahahaha, I laughed so hard that my dad was so funny, I love you! My grandfather’s treasure singer will be you in the future!]

What's the thing?
To be continued...