The host asked her, "Lin Yunting, I heard that you wrote this song yourself, is that true?"
Lin Yunting nodded, "Yes."
The host continued, "What inspired you to create this song?"
A flicker of panic crossed Lin Yunting's eyes.
However, she quickly composed herself, "The inspiration came from... a relationship."
The host smiled encouragingly, "Lin Yunting, you are truly talented. I hope you continue to work hard and create more outstanding pieces."
Lin Yunting feigned shyness, "Thank you, sir."
I scoffed.
Lin Yunting had clearly stolen my original composition and had the audacity to claim it as her own.
Not only that, but she also imitated my singing style.
Was she even studying music?
She was obviously trying to embarrass me.
Fortunately, I noticed in time and changed the song.
Otherwise, I would have been the one humiliated today.
Lin Yunting was still on stage, tearfully declaring, "...Creating this song was really not easy. I put in a lot of effort and hope everyone likes it."
The audience was moved: "We love it!"
"Yunting, you're amazing!"
"We all support you!"
I scoffed again.
The audience had been deceived by Lin Yunting.
She was clearly lying.
This was clearly a piece composed by a seasoned composer; how could it be attributed to her?
A few days later, the old composer gave an interview. The reporter asked him, "Teacher Ma, there’s a recently popular song titled 'Blue Wings' that is said to be your work. How did you come up with it?"
The old composer replied coldly, "I did not write that song."
Mr. Ma addressed the issue on his public account. He even released the audio track of the song and compared it to 'Dream Fulfillment,' sung by Lin Yunting. The results were nearly identical.
Mr. Ma had considerable influence. His fans took to Weibo to denounce Lin Yunting.
"What do you mean it's your work?"
"Did you get Teacher Ma's permission?"
"How is this any different from being a thief?"
"Plagiarizing someone else's work and claiming it as your own—how shameless!"
Many fans went to Lin Yunting's Weibo to criticize her.
Lin Yunting posted a message: "I'm sorry everyone, I didn't realize this piece was similar to what my sister modified. I thought it was my own creation. From now on, I will no longer sing this song."
Netizens were not convinced:
"Does not knowing solve the problem?"
"You claimed it was your original lyrics and composition on the show, but now you say it was modified by your sister—what's the truth?"
"You can't even leave original works alone; that's too much."
"Lin Yunting, you don't deserve to be a singer!"
Of course, many netizens expressed their support for Lin Yunting. They hoped she would stay true to herself and continue moving forward. Regardless, the halo above Lin Yunting's head had dimmed significantly.
Ferris Wheel Music Company had initially valued Lin Yunting and provided her with numerous special privileges. However, seeing the current situation, they were quite dissatisfied with how she was handling things and ceased to offer her any special treatment.
As for me, I found fortune in misfortune. With my singing skills, I caught the attention of Fast Sound Platform and successfully signed a contract to become an artist. On the day of the contract, I treated the staff of the program to milk tea.
Lin Yunting stood nearby, mocking me coldly: "Only you would consider Fast Sound such a third-rate platform as a treasure."
I took a sip of my milk tea, smiling faintly: "No matter how bad Fast Sound is, at least they can produce my album."
"Unlike some music platforms, where even if you sign a contract, you can only practice in a rehearsal room."
Lin Yunting's face turned green with anger: "Lin Yunhui, don't get too smug."
"What will you sing in the hundred-strong competition and finals?"
I blinked: "What I do has nothing to do with you."
Lin Yunting huffed: "Anyway, you can't compete with me."
I shrugged: "That’s not necessarily true."
At that moment, Lin Yunting's phone rang.
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