I really don't want to be a star

"Look, our Park Ouba's song is really super good. I was deeply fascinated when I first heard it."

"Indeed, he is indeed a genius who is rarely seen in a hundred years in our H country. This kind of creative talent will definitely surprise other people."

Two or three people from country h were chattering and boasting about Park Jinghui, but they didn't know where their confidence came from.

The song continued to be sung, and Park Jinghui deliberately observed the faces of the people around him, but found that there were a lot of discussions around him, pointing at himself.

He felt a little guilty, although he was praised by the people of H country as rare in a hundred years, but only he himself knew the origin of these things.

The creative talent of the singer named Su Zijin really scared Park Jinghui.

And when he discovered that there was no such type of music in China, he tried to copy it himself, but couldn't get the essence of it.

For the sake of his own future, coupled with the cruelty of the company, Park Jinghui had no choice at the beginning, so he made such a choice.

Imitated and copied the first piece of music, but I didn't expect it to have an extraordinary impact in the country immediately.

Later, with the expansion of his fame, he gradually enjoyed the pleasure of getting something for nothing, coupled with the compliments from his surroundings, which caused him to gradually lose himself in money and praise.

From the initial slight changes to the final full copy, it took a total of several months.

Park Jinghui looked around, his eyes flickered and he didn't dare to look directly at the surroundings, and his heart became more and more unconfident.

Especially seeing the contempt in Su Zijin's eyes, Park Jinghui took a breath and continued to sing the song through gritted teeth.

"No, this song is similar to the folk song that was popular in China, and the tune is exactly the same."

"Indeed, if I remember correctly, that song should be Su Zijin's Blue and White Porcelain, which was very popular on the Internet at the time, and was evaluated as the first of its kind in history.

It's exactly the same..."

"This shit is plagiarizing, he is plagiarizing Su Zijin's song, and he dares to perform in front of Su Zijin.

I really don't know what to say!"

.........

There are many people who have heard of the original singers around. They found that they were wrong for the first time. They also deliberately found the melody of the two songs together and found them together.

This is not unrelated, it can only be said to be exactly the same.

After confirming, many people pointed at Park Jinghui, and there was no lack of contempt in their hearts.

"Get out, you are plagiarizing!"

A girl next to him suddenly yelled at Park Jinghui, interrupting the singing.

Although Park Jinghui's Chinese is not particularly good, he can understand the meaning and speak awkward Chinese.

"What are you talking about? I created this song with so much hard work. Where did the plagiarism come from..."

Park Jinghui had already started to feel timid, but for the sake of his own future, he could only slap his face swollen and pretend to be fat, and stubbornly passed this level.

"Dude, you really don't know me?"

Park Jinghui's shoulder was held down by a hand, his whole body trembled in fright, and he turned his head to see Su Zijin's smiling face.

"You are……"

"My name is Su Zijin, you really don't know me, do you?"

There was a smile on Su Zijin's face, but his eyes were as cold as an ice cave.

"Su Zijin..."

Park Jinghui thought for a while, and suddenly figured out who it was, his hairs rose, he turned his head, and forced a smile.

"I really do not know."

I really don't know, I'm still pretending to be confused...

Su Zijin's eyes flashed fiercely, and he took out his mobile phone and quietly played the original song.

Su Zijin's voice came out, and Park Jinghui's legs became weak from fright.

"Do you know what you are doing? Do you understand plagiarism?"

Su Zijin's voice became more and more indifferent, and Park Jinghui was so scared that he didn't dare to breathe.

"You... what evidence do you have!"

"Evidence, how dare you talk about evidence. Does this song count as evidence?"

Su Zijin put the song on hand in front of Park Jinghui.

"Are all the songs in the world similar? This is at most the same as the heroes."

Park Kyung-hui is stubborn, and he doesn't want to make a fool of himself here again.

"Moreover, these songs were originally created by me, and I have videos to prove it."

As if eager to prove his innocence, Park Jinghui rummaged through boxes and cabinets to find a video on his phone, and handed it to Su Zijin impatiently.

In the video is Park Kyung-hui's process of creating staff and accompaniment.

It seems that Park Kyung-hui has already prepared for it.

But Su Zijin didn't intend to let him go in the slightest.

"This one!"

Another song about Park Kyung-hui was played to compare with Su Zijin's own music.

"Or this one!"

After several consecutive songs, Park Kyung-hui still wanted to try his best to explain, but the people next to him had already seen through his tricks and condemned Park Kyung-hui vigorously.

"You are still shameless, you dare to speak nonsense here, are you sick!"

"Get out, I don't want to hear your nonsense anymore."

"I know plagiarism, can you have your own opinion!"

Most of the people in the circle are experts in the entertainment industry, and most of them don't like the entertainment stars of country h.

Especially in the past few years, entertainment stars from country h have invaded aggressively, disrupting the domestic entertainment industry.

As a result, those engaged in the entertainment industry have fewer jobs.

The long-term accumulation of public grievances has led to the collapse of the wall today.

Surrounded in the center, Park Jinghui was a little confused and at a loss, so he could only murmur.

"I'm not plagiarizing, I'm not plagiarizing."

But now the ironclad evidence is like a mountain. In front of the evidence, no matter how much Park Jinghui quibbles, he is pale and powerless.

Turning his head to look at Su Zijin, Park Jinghui's eyes showed a trace of hatred inadvertently.

Still not satisfied!
Su Zijin's eyes were cold. Originally, this matter could be big or small.

If Su Zijin let it go, Park Kyung-hui would still have a way to live, but it seemed that he was still unrepentant.

"Go away! Do you still want to be ashamed here?"

"That's right, a star who copied other people's songs to gain fame, dare to stand here, I'm really ashamed of you!"

"Get out now!"

Seeing that Park Jinghui was still unmoved, the voices of condemnation around him became louder and louder, and Park Jinghui's face was red and white.

"Hurry up, Park Ouba, let's not tell these people that you are still the best in my heart."

A young girl in her 20s emerged from among the makeup artists, grabbed Park Kyung-hui's arm and rushed out of the crowd.

Park Jinghui, who was dragged out, was like a wooden man, moving all by instinct.

Just as he was about to go out, he saw a figure.

"What else do you want to do!"

Park Jinghui saw Su Zijin gritted his teeth and said word by word.

"I have to be responsible for my own actions. Whether you admit to plagiarism or not, I will give you a lawyer's letter. Just wait to receive it!"

When Park Jinghui heard the words "lawyer's letter", it was like a thunderbolt. His current status is based on Su Zijin's song.

Once you receive the lawyer's letter, your own songs will be taken off the shelves, and you also need to issue a statement.

As soon as this statement came out, his reputation in country h would be ruined.

In other words, he will slide down the altar from his current position.

Thinking of such consequences, Park Jinghui immediately lost his footing, staggered and fell to the ground.

"By the way, if you apologize sincerely, I might spare your life!"