silver sea

Another two weeks passed after Bai Yanhui visited the rehearsal room. During this period, Yinshan performed the first show after the Spring Festival in "Blanca". It was a platter with Woken. The atmosphere was very lively. After the end, some music fans asked about the new song.

"It's coming soon, and we're well prepared."

After Qiu Sheng finished speaking, seeing the expressions of the music fans instantly became very expectant.

He was also looking forward to everyone's reaction after the recording of this song was finished, so he contacted Liu Wangyu the next day and asked if there was any vacancy in the recording studio where Taiguo often cooperates.Liu Wangyu replied that a female singer was recording an album recently, and she found the best sound mixer for Yinshan, and it may take a while to get better results.

It's been a long time, not less than a day or two, Qiu Sheng held his temper, and when Liu Wangyu finally informed them that they could record, he excitedly pulled Wen Youxia up from the bed: "Go, go! Remember to bring the score. "

Wen Youxia was not normal this day, he couldn't tell if he was sick or what, as if he was not interested in mentioning anything.But he is usually the same as he is now, because he is about to mix and produce this long-awaited new song, Qiu Sheng is dominated by excitement, and the radar that captures Wen Youxia's emotions has a strike for a moment, but he can't perceive it.

The recording studio was rented by them for a whole day. Under normal circumstances, the production of a song is rarely completed within 24 hours.

Seven months have passed since Wen Youxia first got the inspiration for this song. Except for the four members of the band, no one else has heard it.The sound mixer is a senior they have worked with. According to the habit of the other party, they need to play it as a whole for him first, and then enter the formal recording.

But at the end of the first round, Qiu Sheng looked out of the soundproof glass, and the expressions of the sound mixer and Liu Wangyu unexpectedly became complicated at the same time.

He took off his earphones and went out: "What's the matter, there was no sound just now?"

"No..." Liu Wangyu glanced at the sound mixer in embarrassment, and the latter nodded slightly at her.

"Is there something wrong?" Qiu Sheng keenly noticed something was wrong.

Liu Wangyu glanced at the three dazed people inside and frowned.She decisively pulled Qiu Sheng out and called up an interface on the phone until the two stopped at the corner.

"That song." Liu Wangyu also knew that his question was bound to hurt people, "When did you write it?"

Qiu Sheng was taken aback, and the thorns all over his body stood up: "What do you mean?"

Liu Wangyu hesitated to speak for a moment, and finally decided to speak directly in the face of Qiu Sheng's anger that he might run away on the spot.She took half a step back, took out a pair of earphones from her bag and handed them to Qiu Sheng: "Listen to a song for you."

Listening to something, Qiu Sheng's lips moved, as if half of the air in his lungs had been sucked out first, and he had a very bad feeling.

And when Liu Wangyu pressed play, the piano played for just ten seconds, and the remaining half of the air was sucked out instantly.Qiu Sheng almost stopped breathing. He pulled off the earphones and stared at Liu Wangyu in disbelief. He opened and closed his lips several times, but he couldn't find any suitable words to start his shock.

"What's this?"

Liu Wangyu asked again as if he didn't hear it: "When did you write your song?"

"July." Qiu Sheng answered mechanically.

"You wrote it?"

"Wen Xia..."

Liu Wangyu fell silent, while Qiu Sheng regained a little thinking ability.

He didn't want to think about whether it was some kind of possibility that he had foreseen, so he impatiently explained to Wen Youxia: "Sister, this song was definitely written by Wen Xia herself. I don't know what you just listened to me. Whose song was released and when was it released, but I can assure you that it is impossible for Wen Xia to copy others—”

"That's a song written by Bai Yanhui." Liu Wangyu said.

As if a torpedo had been detonated in the deep sea, Qiu Sheng was almost submerged by the turbulent waves. He couldn't adjust his breath, choking to death.

"What?!" He still remembered not to speak too loudly, and lowered his voice, "Impossible, I have heard all the songs written by Bai Yanhui except for the most recent one—"

"It's the most recent one." Liu Wangyu interrupted him calmly, "Hu Yize's new single "Alice in Thed Dream" released on February 2th is now number one on the pop music chart."

February 2th, less than a week has passed.

"Then we are much earlier than him!" Qiu Sheng couldn't believe it.

"It's normal that neither of you have heard this song, but it's been very popular recently." Liu Wangyu asked cautiously, seeing Qiu Sheng's pupils shrinking slightly, and softly tested him, "So... you and Wen Youxia, both You don’t listen to the so-called ‘popular music’ online, so you didn’t know about this song in the first place?”

Qiu Sheng seemed to have stepped into the mud, and the weight of his whole body pulled him down: "You don't have to talk to me. If we only wrote that song after listening to it, it's only a few days, can we rehearse like this? "

Liu Wangyu knew what he said, she bit her lower lip: "You mean—"

"You just said that Bai Yanhui..." Qiu Sheng's teeth were chattering, "Then if I tell you, at the beginning of this month, Bai Yanhui came to listen to our rehearsal, and we performed this song in front of him... It's not me at all Copy him, sister Wang, he copied our song."

Liu Wangyu looked at him: "Do you have evidence?"

"...What evidence?" Qiu Sheng choked up, "We wrote the song. What kind of evidence do you need? There is time in the files in the computer, where Wen Xia and I live, recorded several versions of demos and numbered them— —”

"Has it been posted on the Internet?"

"No……"

"Then you've practiced this song for so long, haven't you thought about recording it once?" Seeing Qiu Sheng's blank face, Liu Wangyu said, "Okay, let's say you don't think it's necessary, I agree and understand. Now that you said yes Bai Yanhui went to listen to the rehearsal and then wrote a song with a similar melody and arrangement, what is the evidence? Audio recordings, video recordings, chat records."

"We called," Qiu Sheng said awkwardly, "He made an appointment..."

"phone recording?"

"..."

Liu Wangyu sighed: "That's right, that's right, who would think of recording at this time... It's okay, Qiu, let's think of a way first, your song hasn't been recorded yet—"

"what happened?"

It was Wen Youxia's voice. Qiu Sheng turned around and chased him out from the recording room.

His eyes were red and his face was pale. No matter how he looked, Qiu Sheng looked as if he had just been agitated. Wen Youxia subconsciously thought that Liu Wangyu was embarrassing him, so he couldn't help but pull Qiu Sheng behind him.He ignored those family matters and faced Liu Wangyu directly: "Sister Wang, what are you talking about?"

"Talk about your song." Liu Wangyu rubbed his hands together, "Now I have a little problem."

She told Wen Youxia the whole thing from beginning to end, but Qiu Sheng didn't want to hear that, so he pressed his forehead against the back of Wen Youxia's neck, and covered his ears hard.But even so, some fragments of words still leaked from the air, pricking him, making his temples prick like pain, until it penetrated deep into his brain.

Qiu Sheng really never thought that such a thing would happen, unexpectedly, what Lu Yining said that he didn't take to heart, became true?

"...Fortunately, there is only one song." Liu Wangyu said, "If it really doesn't work in the end, you have to be mentally prepared that the track of the second album may have to be changed."

The moment Qiu Sheng heard it, his face turned paler, and the last bit of vitality faded away.

"What do you mean by that?!"

Liu Wangyu was stunned: "It's just...to make some plans, that's all."

"The plan is really not working, so let's give up?"

Liu Wangyu: "...Qiu Sheng, calm down. I will find evidence for you, but the problem now is that you can't think of any clues that can prove that Bai Yanhui has heard this song, can you? As Yinshan's manager Man, it's my duty to think of all possible scenarios—"

"Why should we swallow our anger?!" Qiu Sheng felt that Wen Youxia had caught him, but the anger of being deceived burned him from bottom to top, "I want to find the media, this liar!"

"Is it useful?" Liu Wangyu also exploded all of a sudden, "You don't have a heart, who is to blame?! You just record and video, and even post a Moments and Weibo, as for it?!"

Qiu Sheng was dumbfounded by her scolding.

Indeed, it is true that Bai Yanhui shouldn't perform the new song - because of Wen Youxia's soft heart and kind speculation, and because of his own competitive nature and impulsiveness, which led to the current ending.

Qiu Sheng turned his head and looked at Wen Youxia who had been silent all this time.For some reason, the other party's already familiar expression suddenly became unfamiliar again after a year. Qiu Sheng couldn't see through Wen Youxia's inner activities at this moment, only those eyes were the deepest color of the night as always, thick that couldn't be melted away The unknown filled Wen Youxia's eyes.

It should be an illusion, right?Otherwise, how could it feel like a big earthquake is happening there, and all the happiness and hope you have ever seen are hidden behind the calm and collapsed?

"Wen Xia?" Qiu Sheng called out his name.

Wen Youxia didn't say anything, he rubbed his face in frustration, Qiu Sheng saw that the ring-like snowflake tattoo on his ring finger seemed to fade instantly.

Things have come to this point, it seems that they can only choose to face it.

The sound mixer left room for the band and Liu Wangyu. Although it was difficult for her to accept it, Liu Wangyu, the supporter of professionalism, repeated the news for the third time: "This is the way it is... Your song is likely to be leaked in advance, maybe--my words It can’t be said to be too dead——Bai Yanhui got inspiration from it, and then created "Alice"..."

"He is plagiarizing!" Lu Yining pointed out, "The arrangements of the two songs intro are basically the same except for the instruments. He changed the bass into a guitar, and the guitar into a keyboard, and then assisted with a string part——Miss, don't worry about it. Called 'inspiration'?"

"We don't have conclusive evidence." Liu Wangyu signaled Lu Yining not to speak, "At this point, I can help you contact the other party, but do you think he will admit it obediently? Impossible, Xiao Lu, I understand that you are very nervous now. Angry, so am I. I won't blame everyone, because no one who has been in contact with him has doubted Bai Yanhui's character."

"Just say you can't let him come and listen!" Lu Yining was indignant, and glanced at Qiu Sheng.

"Okay." Wen Youxia frowned.

Lu Yining pursed his lips and let out a long breath.

They listened to the pop song again, and although the style was different, it was only a difference in arrangement, and sometimes the line between the two was not clear, and it seemed more and more alike.

The arrangement of the prelude is almost exactly the same, the instrumental part of the verse has been changed but the vocal melody is similar, especially the first sentence.There is also the chorus, Wen Youxia's carefully composed guitar score was changed by Bai Yanhui into chords that are very personal, at first glance, it seems that there are shadows of Bai Yanhui's early years everywhere.

Writing songs by yourself is from scratch, and it is much easier to follow the gourd and add some clumsy adaptations.But this is the most shameless thing for independent musicians to do, and it will happen to the old-timers in the circle.

Gu Qi has always admired Bai Yanhui, but today his fantasy was shattered by this incident, he was distracted and quiet for a long time, at this moment he finally regained some strength, and asked Qiu Sheng: "What should I do?"

Qiu Sheng didn't speak.

No matter how hard he was tossing and turning Bai Yanhui, he had to admit that Liu Wangyu was right.

It doesn't matter who wrote the song, the other party has already released it.

Even if it can be shown that their songs were written earlier than Bai Yanhui, they were not published, and no public documents were kept.Even if these things are available, there is no recording or video showing that Bai Yanhui heard the original version of the song when he came to see the rehearsal, so everything can be explained as "coincidence".

Qiu Sheng's mind was in a mess, blaming himself for having to act impulsively, but these things didn't seem to be all his fault.

Beside him, a figure answered Gu Qi's "what to do" instead of him: "I'm going to find Bai Yanhui."

Qiu Sheng suddenly raised his head: "What did you say?"

Wen Youxia picked up a crumpled sheet of music, and paused word by word: "I'll go find Bai Yanhui."