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Chapter 777 Plagiarism

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    Huo Hanting has always kept a low profile, and he really doesn't like sharing his private life in front of the public.

    Under normal circumstances, this kind of scandal will slowly cool down under the guidance of Huo's public relations, and then until it disappears.

    But how long has it been now?  It's impossible for Huo Hanting not to know about this matter. Since he knew about it and still let such scandals ferment, it means that this woman obviously really has something to do with him.

    Rong Yingshao carefully watched her thinking with a blank face, for fear that she would run directly to Huo's to slaughter all sentient beings on impulse.

    But now Gu Wanyan is obviously much calmer than before. After standing quietly for a while, she put down her phone and took a deep breath: "I don't believe anyone, I want to listen to him personally."

    Rong Yingshao patted her on the shoulder: "That's right"

    It's just that before she finished speaking, Gu Wanyan continued: "If he said that he really had something to do with that woman"

    Seeing his friend's gradually distorted face, Rong Yingshao didn't dare to say anything.

    Gu Wanyan put this matter aside for now, and when Jiang Tingchun and the others came over, she didn't say anything, and only played the mother of the first draft for them to listen to.

    Jiang Tingchun's eyes lit up: "It's really good! The music is mixed with classical charm, but also rich in the strong rhythm of modern pop music. It must have a wide audience, which is quite in line with this fashion exhibition."

    Qin Qing on the side did not speak, Gu Wanyan pointed to the computer and said: "I have successfully imported it, and I will send it directly to Mr. Songfeng later."

    Jiang Tingchun nodded, with great hopes for winning the bid.

    Seeing that school time is coming, Gu Wanyan picked up the jacket beside her: "I'll pick Xiang Xiang and Nian Nian from school, would Sister Jiang go with me? Qin Qing will ask you to cook at home!"

    The latter hurriedly smiled and said, "Go quickly, and make sure you can have a hot meal when you come back."

    Gu Wanyan smiled gratefully: "Then I will trouble you."

    She turned around and went to the entrance to put on her shoes, her eyes suddenly deepened, and the corners of her lips curled slightly.

    It will take a certain amount of time to rush from the hospital to the kindergarten, and wait until they come back.  The smell of hot rice was already coming out of the kitchen.

    Think about it and Niannian kicked off their shoes, ran to the sofa and couldn't wait to start watching cartoons, and almost knocked Qin Qing down who had just left the kitchen.

    Qin Qing: "What's the matter? Why are you running so fast!"

    Gu Wanyan smiled wryly: "The two of them should have watched an animated movie at school at noon, and on the way back they clamored to watch the whole movie."

    "Kids are like this."

    Jiang Tingchun helped arrange dinner, Gu Wanyan changed her shoes and walked to her room: "I'll send the first draft to Songfeng first."

    Jiang Tingchun didn't raise his head: "OK."

    Qin Qing stared at Gu Wanyan's back, and there was excitement in the depths of her eyes.

    Gu Wanyan entered the room and closed the door behind his back. He did not act rashly last time, but stood not far away and stared at his computer desk and computer.

    The arrangement of things is no different from before she went out.

    Gu Wanyan stared at it for a while, then turned on the computer and found that there was no trace of any tampering on the page.

    Very cautious.

    Gu Wanyan went to the water tank to take down a handicraft standing on it, and at the same time called Rong Yingshao: "Rongrong, you send the mother tape to Songfeng in my name now."

    Rong Yingshao nodded: "Did you find anything?"

    "I'm still watching the surveillance." Rong Yingshao fumbled out a miniature pinhole camera from the handicrafts, and then clicked on the real-time surveillance screen on another computer.

    All the way backwards.

    However there was no sign of anyone coming in.

    Could it be that she was wrong?

    Gu Wanyan frowned, and could only put down the handicraft, when suddenly there was a knock on the door behind her.

    Across a door, Qin Qing's call seemed to come from the sky.

    "Doris, it's time to eat."

    "coming."

    Gu Wanyan turned off the computer, got up to go out, and was facing Qin Qing's smiling face, and suddenly noticed it.

    The way she laughed was a little stiff, and she never seemed to laugh out loud.

    Burying her doubts in her heart, she followed Qin Qing and walked outside.

    And soon, Gu Wanyan discovered where the problem was.

    After she sent the first draft to Masaya Matsukaze, there was no news from the other party until the next afternoon.

    This is not right?.

    Leaving aside the fact that Gu Wanyan is extremely confident in her own creative skills, even Song Fengya really thinks that there are still some problems with this first draft, and it's not that there are no splashes at all.

    Jiang Tingchun asked if the other party was dissatisfied and refused.

    Gu Wanyan remained silent, a sharpness flashed in her eyes.

    "I'll contact you again."

    She took out the business card that Matsukaze Masaya's assistant handed her that day.  Dial the above number directly.

    The other party connected quickly, and Gu Wanyan spoke to the other party in Japanese.

    "Hello, Mr. Ozawa, I am Doris who talked to Mr. Matsukaze at the lr banquet that day."

    The other party is obviously impressed. He also heard some creative ideas mentioned by Gu Wanyan at the beginning, so he is actually looking forward to this work.

    The same goes for Matsufuga.

    But the way things are going now makes them a little puzzled.

    "Miss Doris, there are just some things we would like to ask you about. Mr. Matsukaze will have a half-hour video call with you at eight o'clock in the evening."

    Gu Wanyan agreed.

    At 8:00 in the evening, I waited in front of the computer on time.

    Matsukaze appeared in another part of the video, with a normal expression on her face, but she just talked about the master tape and score with her in great detail.

    Gu Wanyan judged a little truth from the clues.

    "Mr. Matsukaze, is there someone other than me who sent a piece of music with the theme of guzheng?"

    After Song Feng was silent for a while, he nodded lightly: "I don't know how the other party got my assistant's email message, but that song was amazing when I first heard it."

    He even got to know the other party in depth with interest, and learned that the other party is a commoner composer, and the ability to create such beautiful music comes entirely from talent.

    He also said that he had been a singer's gunner, and even an international first-line pianist. This time, he boldly sent his works to Mr. Matsukaze because he didn't want to be a person behind the scenes anymore.

    Song Fengya fully agrees that any talented person deserves to be famous.

    But then he received a document from Gu Wanyan. What is silent is that she is more than 80% similar to the first draft sent by the civilian creator.

    ? Reminiscent of the so-called statement by the creator that he was a gunman for international first-line pianists, it is hard not to make people think too much.

    But at the banquet that day, Gu Wanyan's conversation and temperament did not look like this kind of person at all. He could see that she had her own unique insights into music.

    That's why we have the current video call.  Otherwise, he will simply return the manuscript.

    "Doris, can you explain this now?" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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