If there is no real evidence for such things as slander and rumors, it's just mud falling off your crotch. It's either shit or shit. You can't tell at all.
For example, in the music industry, you don’t see many so-called musical talents relying on information asymmetry to crazily copy foreign music and become prosperous in China.
Of course, all crows in the world are as black as black.
In addition to the music circle, there are also entertainment circles, art circles, photography circles, etc. As long as there are people in the circle, there are no exceptions.
Any vanity fair that can earn huge profits will spawn various dark chains, which is inevitable.
Because it is too difficult to define and defend rights. Moreover, even if real evidence is produced and even the court rules in favor, there will still be many conspiracy theorists who think that it is a sneaky deal behind the scenes, that the whistleblower gave in to capital, etc. Who can they turn to?
Reasoning?
No wonder Cui Liangchuan accepted ridicule from the outside world and resigned as host so decisively, just to stay out of the matter and wait for Lin Baiyao to be discredited by rumors tonight and die directly.
Lin Baiyao was not angry, but smiled at Yao Wenlong, making him laugh so hard that his hair almost exploded.
I was already very nervous, but now I became even more nervous. My throat seemed to be strangled by something, and my voice was sharp and sharp. I shouted: "You still don't admit it? This song was composed by my mentor, the musician Mr. Wang Siyuan, in July this year."
The new work just created by Yue has never been made public. Only I witnessed the entire creative process of the teacher, and I was also fortunate enough to listen to the demo, which was exactly the same as the "Farewell Song" you sang..."
After a brief moment of surprise, the audience was in an uproar.
"No way? Is it really plagiarism?"
"Let me tell you, at such a young age, how can you have such talent?"
"That's right. He's just a freshman in college. It's impossible for a graduation song to be written with such empathy..."
"What you say is unreliable. The appeal of music does not depend on age. Aren't you just a freshman? Don't you think it sounds good too?"
"That's right! Who doesn't know how to do shit? I heard that this is the work of Lin Baiyao's high school classmate. He seems to have been admitted to the Capital Conservatory of Music... They didn't say that he wrote it himself, so what kind of plagiarism is it?"
"Doesn't this further prove that he is deliberate? He stole other people's lyrics and music, and he was afraid that it would affect him if it was exposed, so he pushed it on his classmates in advance. It is simply terrible."
"Hey, look at how bad he looks, he turns out to be a thief..."
Yu Wenyi finally couldn't bear it anymore, reached out and grabbed the collar of the man next to him, and said, "Who are you calling a thief?"
With a height of 1.9 meters, a well-proportioned and straight body, and overwhelming strength, the man was startled and he stammered: "I'm not the only one who said it. Listen... what everyone said..."
Yu Wenyi turned around and looked around. The faces of the people who had just shouted that Lin Baiyao was awesome had expressions of suspicion, gloating, ridicule and eating melons. They knew in their hearts that after being splashed with shit, it would still stink even after washing it off.
, there was unwilling anger in his eyes, but the common man's anger could not stop the crowd, and there was really nothing he could do.
Yu Bangyan held him back and whispered: "Don't cause trouble at this time..."
Yu Wenyi let go of his hand bitterly. The man felt embarrassed and wanted to earn some face back, but after looking at Yu Wenyi's height and physique, he went elsewhere angrily.
"Yu Da, what should I do?" Yu Wenyi asked.
If everything is not decided, ask the old demon, but the old demon will not ask Yu Da.
This is Yu Wenyi's code of conduct after he becomes the squad leader.
Yu Bangyan stared at Lin Baiyao on the stage and said in a deep voice: "The old demon is still very calm now. He has a way. Let's stay calm first and wait and see."
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After listening to Yao Wenlong's words, Lin Baiyao took off the microphone again and said calmly, "Really? Don't be nervous and speak slowly. Although I despise you as a person, I will defend your right to speak."
This pretentious sentence pattern, which was used by the Internet in later generations, was still quite novel in 1998. College students were the hardest hit area by the overflow of literary youth, but it gained points in the hearts of many people. Someone immediately defended Lin Baiyao:
"He said it was his teacher's work, so it belongs to the teacher? Is there any evidence?" asked a girl.
"Yes, Mr. Lin Bai is so handsome, with clean and clear eyes. He is like Bai Yueguang in my dream. His character is definitely guaranteed and plagiarism is impossible." Another girl said.
"Ah? Being handsome means being a good person?" the boy said angrily.
"Yes, appearance is justice!" The first girl covered her heart with both hands.
"Aren't you talking nonsense?" The boy became even more angry and said, "Writing lyrics and composing music, maybe the inspiration came to me, it just happened in that moment, how can I leave evidence for you to see?"
"Your girlfriend is gone."
"I...wuwu, I was wrong!"
"That gives you a chance to reorganize the language."
The boy spoke righteously and said: "No one has any evidence, so why can't it be Lin Baiyao who wrote it himself and was slandered by others?"
"Look, you also support Lin Baiyao..."
There were two factions under the stage and the quarrel turned upside down. Yao Wenlong on the stage was also angered by Lin Baiyao's calmness.
Because in comparison, he looked like a clown, the blood in his belly was surging, and his brain seemed to have been injected with hormones. He forgot about his nervousness and took out his trump card, saying: "You claim to the outside world that Farewell is a certain
This is the posthumous work of a high school classmate after he was admitted to the Capital Conservatory of Music. But I heard someone who went to high school with you say that no one from your high school was admitted to the Capital Conservatory of Music this year! You didn’t sing in the first two rehearsals, so tonight I
The first time I heard it, I was really shocked and angry.”
How could Lin Baiyao have imagined that the excuse he used to fool Yu Wenyi and the others would happen today? This excuse was made up with many loopholes, and it was spread through the mouths of his roommates, Huang Jinbao and others. Unfortunately, his opponents were keen to catch it.
There seem to be six people in the same high school as him at the University of Finance and Economics. You can tell by just asking.
Now that things have come to this, I can only take retreat as a way to advance, and my reputation as a songwriter is in vain.
This is forced into helplessness.
"That's right! I admit that I lied to my friends. I really don't have any high school classmates who were admitted to the Capital Conservatory of Music, and this "Farewell Song" is not his so-called posthumous work..."
The crowd burst out into loud boos. Those who had been standing on Yao Wenlong's side were proud and proud, while those who were standing on Lin Baiyao's side were all shocked and had facial pain.
"This, this... Yu Da, what should I do?" Fan Xibai panicked.
The more critical Yu Wenyi was, the more general he became, saying: "Why are you panicking? The old demon just said that he lied to us, not that he plagiarized..."
Yu Bangyan also said: "Yes, according to the old demon's routine, I guess this is a trap..."
Lin Baiyao's sudden admission made Yao Wenlong overjoyed, his hands and feet trembling with excitement, and said: "You admitted to plagiarism? You are a shameless villain who stole my teacher's achievements through some despicable means and took it for yourself to gain fame.
He is shameless and shameless, and has simply insulted the reputation of Caida..."
Lin Baiyao waited quietly for Yao Wenlong to finish scolding him, keeping his smile unchanged. His gentle and elegant posture formed a sharp contrast with the fragrance of the other person's mouth.
This is completely different from Lin Baiyao when Maxim's poisonous tongue spattered on the day of the rehearsal.
When to use dirty words and when to be polite, you have to adapt to local conditions.
Just like when there is a dispute over the purchase and sale of things in Xianyu, you must not speak in beautiful Chinese when negotiating with others, as this will force all the public judgment to the other party.
Now, the leaders and the audience in the audience are also equivalent to the public review. Whoever has grace will have the upper hand.
"No, I just said that I admit that I lied to my friends. "Song of Farewell" was not written by my classmates, but is actually my own work..."
Lin Baiyao took two steps forward, bowed deeply to the audience, and said: "Just now, this classmate made a very serious accusation against me, which may ruin a person's reputation and future in college and in the future. Perhaps.
Some leaders feel that this is an unexpected accident and will discredit the University of Finance and Economics, so they are preparing to forcefully cut off the power and end the party..."
He paused and said loudly: "But I think that everything should be told to others, and suppressing the exposed matters to be resolved privately will cause too much speculation and rumors. If the rumors are not extinguished, they will be even more tarnished."
The reputation of the University of Finance and Economics. As a well-known university of finance, economics, politics and law, what happened tonight is exactly in line with our majors. One is related to law, and the other is related to economics. It is better to treat it as an open class, who is who and who is wrong.
, everyone will make their own judgment later. Therefore, I kindly ask all leaders to postpone for twenty minutes and give me a chance to defend myself in public!"
This was said beautifully and triggered warm applause.
Although some people doubt it, some people believe it.
After all, Lin Baiyao's previous performance was too impressive. You can't just send a god to the altar with your own hands and send him to hell just because a person with no reputation or good looks comes out to talk about it.
Yu Bangyan accurately understood Lin Baiyao's intention, and quickly pushed Yu Wenyi and Fan Xibai, leading everyone in the School of Economics to raise their arms and shout: "Give him a chance, give him a chance..."
After this shouting, most of the spectators shouted out of a herd mentality: "Give him! A chance!"
Many leaders sitting in the audience looked at the principal. This had never happened before. No one wanted to be in the limelight and wait for the principal to make a decision.
Ai Yuhua whispered to Vice Principal Zhang: "It's like this. It's hard to end it by force and explain to the students. Let's just give Lin Baiyao a chance and see how he refutes... If you can prove your innocence, that would be great. What if?
He can't justify himself. The truth and lies are in front of everyone. No matter how he handles it in the future, he doesn't have to worry about public opinion questioning and can minimize the impact..."
"It makes sense! Then you go...forget it, I'll go."
Vice-Principal Zhang stood up and walked to the principal, leaned over and said a few words.
He is the top-ranked vice-principal and a confidant of the principal, and his words are always taken seriously.
The president nodded kindly, and Vice President Zhang waved to the party staff and ordered: "Notify the party to continue."
After receiving a positive reply from the leaders, Lin Baiyao became more and more calm and asked: "This classmate, please say your name again?"
Yao Wenlong was a little unsure of Lin Baiyao's intention, but the arrow was on the string. At this time, he could not show any hesitation or cowardice. If he was not clear-minded and weak, it might turn the good situation around.
"My name is Yao Wenlong, a freshman in the School of Business Administration."
"Classmate Yao Wenlong, who is your teacher Wang? Yes, Wang Siyuan is a famous musician. Excuse me, was this famous title awarded to you? Or was it awarded to Mr. Wang himself?"
Yao Wenlong was about to get angry when Lin Baiyao said with a smile: "I didn't mean to insult you or your teacher. I would like to ask Yao classmate, where did Teacher Wang study? Are there any famous works that have been handed down? It doesn't matter if they are not handed down. Is there anything that everyone is familiar with?
Let’s talk about my works for everyone to hear.”
Yao Wenlong frowned and said, "Don't look down on people. Although my teacher is only a high school music teacher, he has gone through many years of training and has accumulated a lot of experience. He poured all his efforts into this song. As long as it is made public, it will be passed down to the world and become widely known."
, but you stole it shamelessly, and all your hard work was wasted..."
"Okay! Let's not talk about who is lying. Since this teacher Wang has no famous works before, he cannot be called famous. It means that he and I are on the same starting line. They are both unknown musicians. It cannot be because
He was a few years old, so he said that my songs were plagiarized from his works. Music depends on talent."
Lin Baiyao smoothed over his logic and launched a counterattack, saying: "Talent means you have it if you have it, and you don't have it if you don't have it. You can't pretend it. There are not millions, but hundreds of thousands, of people engaged in music in the country. You can talk about talent."
There won’t be more than a hundred people. If your teacher was really talented, he wouldn’t have remained unknown for so long in an era when there is such a shortage of good songs.”
In the 1990s, the folk song trend was on the rise. In 1994, "School Ballad 1" sold a million copies, and an estimated 30 million copies were pirated. Later, the copycat version of "School Ballad 2" sold hundreds of thousands of copies in two weeks, and countless publishing houses racked their brains.
Looking for songs, it is said that no less than a hundred campus singers entered the recording studio to record songs at the same time.
But a good classic song is still hard to find.
Seeing that Yao Wenlong couldn't talk to Lin Baiyao, he started to mess around and insisted that you plagiarized my teacher's hard work. I have no evidence, but you did plagiarize.
Anyway, his purpose is to muddy the waters and make Lin Baiyao stink. From now on, no matter where he goes on campus, people will say, "Look at that plagiarist."
After all, human nature is inherently evil. If you get angry when you see someone, your heart will become more unbalanced.
As long as there is the slightest hint of trouble, it can be used as a handle to humiliate the character comfortably from the moral high ground.
Lin Baiyao smiled and said: "Okay, let me ask you the last question. In addition to this song, does Teacher Wang have any other popular works?"
Yao Wenlong sensed something was wrong, but he had no quick wits and couldn't think of a better answer. He could only continue to mess around and said, "Do you care?"
Lin Baiyao said: "I heard that it was difficult enough for Teacher Wang to compose this song. I guess it will be gone..."
Yao Wenlong said anxiously: "One popular song is enough. How many big-name singers haven't been famous for a lifetime with just one song?"
Fool, you took the bait!
Lin Bai said: "Oh, does that mean there is no more?"
"No...what can I do without you?"
"If not, I can prove my innocence."
Yao Wenlong was stunned and said: "How can you prove it? You can still write new songs on the spot. No one here will plagiarize you..."
Lin Baiyao smiled happily and ignored Yao Wenlong. He held the microphone pole with his hand, and his voice passed through the night sky and penetrated into everyone's ears. He said: "Now, I will sing a few more songs I wrote for you."
, some songs are very young, some songs are very old, but I think, what is written in the song is me and you..."
“I don’t know how long I slept in the darkness.
I don’t know how difficult it is to open my eyes." - Life is like a summer flower
"How many people once admired your appearance when you were young,
Who knows who is willing to endure the ruthless changes of the years?”——With you in my life
"After the rain, a car drives through the pale dusk
The old iron plate is heading south and the lover is no longer there" - Ideal Thirty Years
"Life is too short, why should we dwell on it?"
One cup for freedom and one cup for death." - Xiaochou
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Lin Baiyao sang eight popular songs from different periods in later generations. The audience was already in a boiling ocean. Countless people were shouting, crying, laughing and jumping. They waved their hands and shouted Lin Baiyao's song.
Names, they are praising love and paying tribute to youth.
No one pays attention to the superfluous Yao Wenlong anymore, and no one questions whether there is plagiarism or not. In the face of absolute strength, any slander is in vain.
"The last song, for tonight, it's not as bad as you think."
Lin Baiyao sang one of his favorite songs in two lifetimes: