Chapter 107 Someone is delusional about landing on the moon and touching porcelain!
At this point, the host stopped being polite and used words to put pressure on Jiang Nuantang.
At the same time, the curtain behind the stage opened automatically without waiting for the personnel in the control room to operate.
Revealing a giant screen comparable to a top screening room.
Immediately afterwards, the projection system started and projected the content on Jiang Nuantang's computer onto the screen.
It is the homepage of the website that released the song "Wushuang".
Jiang Nuantang tapped the keyboard and entered a string of program codes.
Soon the data of the entire website will be displayed.
"This is the number of times the song "Wushuang" has been accessed in the past five years, a total of 321 trillion times. Finally, after screening, there are ten more people with similar information to mine and the same name. But as long as you click on the specific information, you will find that these
It’s not me.”
Jiang Nuantang explained while operating.
As her explanation deepened, it was confirmed that the person with the same name related to the information was not her.
Many audience members sitting in the audience already believed her statement, but some still questioned:
"Even so, we can't rule out the possibility that you heard this song from other ways."
“Maybe you just heard it and suspected me of plagiarism?”
Jiang Nuantang raised his eyebrows slightly, paused, and then asked:
"Then if the talented composer in front of you has visited my music homepage more than once in the past five years and listened to the music I composed more than a hundred times, how can I explain it?"
The understatement of his words directly frightened everyone present.
For a time, those stubborn people didn't know how to answer.
But then I thought about it and thought it was impossible.
Miao Bo is one of the few composers who has been hailed as a genius in recent years. Why does he need to visit his homepage?
Wanting to understand this, the host turned cold again and refuted in a cold voice:
"Ms. Jiang, please don't talk nonsense. Mr. Miao Bo is so talented, how could he plagiarize from others?"
"and……"
The conversation changed and the host continued:
"If he really borrowed your work, how could your work not be famous?"
The host spoke in a defensive tone. He was obviously one of Miao Bo's admirers and did not want others to slander Miao Bo.
Knowing that many people could not accept this statement, Jiang Nuantang was not angry and only corrected lightly:
"You are wrong, he did not borrow my work..."
Hearing this, the host breathed a sigh of relief and was about to say something else.
Then I heard Jiang Nuantang add quietly:
"He copied it."
"How, how is it possible?"
As soon as these words came out, the host could hardly hold his expression, and even the audience could not sit still.
"What a joke. Mr. Miao Bo copied her?"
"What age is it, and there are still people who want to land on the moon and try to win a porcelain!"
…
Listening to the various doubts in the audience, the host was very satisfied and turned to Jiang Nuantang:
"Ms. Jiang, you have also seen that if you can't produce stronger evidence, I'm afraid you won't be able to convince so many people..."
So, you’d better admit it directly!
The host put pressure on Jiang Nuantang, hoping that she would give up when she was in trouble, but before she finished speaking, she heard a sentence coming from the side:
"No evidence is needed! I can prove that she did not plagiarize!"
Accompanied by a slightly aged voice.
An old foreign man on crutches slowly walked up the steps.
Seeing the old man, the current chairman of the organizing committee who was sitting in the audience immediately became unable to sit still and hurriedly stepped forward to greet him:
"Mr. Andre, why are you here too?"
The old gentleman known as Andre is the former chairman of the competition organizing committee.
It enjoys a high reputation in the industry.
But he retired a few years ago.
It would be hard for the current chairman not to be shocked by his sudden appearance.
Qi Qi seemed to be here to support Ms. Jiang.
Just as the current chairman was thinking about it, Andre glanced at him:
"If I don't come, won't you be wronging the two-time champion of the competition?"
The words are still the same, but when they are connected together, the current chairman is confused.
Don't understand what it means.
Why is it unjust?
Or a two-time competition champion?
Where did the two terms come from?
Before he could think clearly, Andre glanced at him and pointed at Jiang Nuantang:
"Do you know who she is?"
The chairman shook his head, looking confused.
Seeing him like this, Andre snorted lightly and said angrily:
"The last five-year-old violin champion was her."
After a pause, Andre continued:
"She has been extremely talented in various musical instruments since she was a child, and has shown extraordinary acumen in music. She can compose lyrics and music by herself at the age of four or five. Do you think she will plagiarize someone like this?"
The chairman thought for a moment and shook his head again:
"probably not……"
At the age of four or five, he started composing lyrics and music by himself.
It seems that there is really no need to copy others...
But……
"The song "Jhin"..."
There are indeed many melodies that are highly similar or even overlap with "Wushuang".
If not, they wouldn't be so convinced.
I don't even dare to award awards.
I'm afraid that if I continue to award it, it will cause all kinds of unnecessary trouble.
Seeing that the chairman was about to bring the topic to "Wushuang".
Miao Bo, who had a premonition that the situation was going out of control, did not dare to hesitate and said quickly:
"It's probably a misunderstanding. Maybe it's a coincidence, but I'm not sure."
Is there really such a coincidence in the world?
Not to mention those who know music, even those who know nothing about music theory know that it is impossible!
Everyone's eyes turned to Miao Bo in unison.
Miao Bo felt more and more guilty after being seen. He couldn't stay any longer, so he found an excuse:
"I still have something to do, let's take a step first——"
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Andre:
"Please wait a moment, Mr. Miao. I have a few questions to ask you."
Miao Bo, who was about to turn around, paused.
Knowing that Andre's question would definitely be detrimental to him, he still had to bite the bullet and look at him:
"what is the problem?"
Miao Bo clenched his palms tightly, pretending to be calm, but his back was already dripping with cold sweat.
"May I ask Mr. Miao, when was the song "Wushuang" composed?"
Andre looked at Miao Bo, his stern eyes seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts.
Sure enough, this is the problem...
Miao Bo tightened his grip on his palm, thought for a moment, and replied:
"It took shape five years ago, but I had the idea of creating this melody long before that."
"Yeah?"
Andre raised his eyebrows, noncommittal to this answer.
After a pause, he continued to ask:
"When is the earliest arrival?"
when……
Miao Bo glanced at Jiang Nuantang and spit out a moment:
"Sixteen years ago."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a chuckle:
"Ah!"
Miao Bo looked around and saw Jiang Nuantang gently twitching the corners of his lips, as if mocking him for lying.
Andre also glanced at Jiang Nuantang and said meaningfully:
"That's a coincidence. It was one year earlier than "Frost Stain"."