After being tortured and reborn, the real daughter killed Song Nanxi Fu Jingyao crazy

As soon as Song Qingwei's voice came out, everyone at the scene looked in the direction of Song Nanxi.

Although she does play much better than Song Qingwei, but that doesn't mean that she can take someone else's music and adapt it and treat it as her own work?

Song Nanxi not only plagiarized, but also plagiarized openly.

This made the audience look at her with disdain in their eyes, and she only changed the middle part, leaving the rest unchanged. Do you really think others couldn't hear it?

"This person actually copied sister Qingwei's work. It's really disgusting."

"Although I admit that her adapted part sounds better, plagiarism is plagiarism and cannot be washed away."

"What the judges do is what they eat. She is plagiarizing. What else are you asking her to do while standing on the stage? Hurry and throw her down."

"Sister Qingwei is so pitiful. Her work was plagiarized so openly. Anyone would be angry, right?"

At this time, Song Huainan's fans all stood by Song Qingqing's side and spoke for her.

If there weren't security guards blocking her, they might have rushed onto the stage and knocked Song Nanxi off.

After hearing Song Qingwei's words, the two senior singers who were very excited just now also calmed down.

Now it is true that Song Nanxi plagiarized Song Qingwei's work. Hundreds of thousands of pairs of eyes have seen it. Song Nanxi can't quibble if he wants to.

At this time, Song Qingwei had already stepped onto the stage and stood in front of Song Nanxi.

Seeing this, Li Yao frowned. Based on his understanding of Song Nanxi, she would never plagiarize anyone's work. What on earth is going on?

Seeing this, Song Huainan also got up from the judges' chair and walked to the stage.

He was now a judge and could not take sides, so he asked Song Nanxi with a cold face: "Song Nanxi, the piece you just played was a piece by Song Qing Wei. Is this the entry you prepared?"

After Song Nanxi heard this, he looked at Song Qingwei and snorted disdainfully: "You said this piece is your work, can you prove it?"

"This is my work. Third brother and his friends can all prove that I sang it in the class last time. You stole my work at that time, right?" Song Qingwei said confidently.

Song Nanxi looked disdainful: "Really? They were by your side when you were composing? Are you sure?"

"I..." Song Qingwei originally picked up the music score, so Song Huainan naturally couldn't see it.

When Song Huainan heard Song Nanxi's words, he also looked at Song Qingwei. He had indeed never seen Song Qingwei compose music with his own eyes.

"I like to create by myself. I can't write when others are around. What's the problem?" Song Qingwei hurriedly found a reason to explain.

When Song Nanxi heard her words, the corner of his lips curled up slightly, and then asked word by word: "Then tell me about your inspiration for this piece of music? And what chords were used? Most importantly, why is there in the middle That part doesn’t fit the style of the song at all?”

Song Qingwei's face turned ugly when asked by Song Nanxi's aggressive words. How did she know this?

She doesn’t even know who this piece of music belongs to?How is it possible to know what creative inspiration and what chords?

But Song Nanxi had no intention of letting her go, and continued to press: "Well, tell me, how many keys have the second verse and the third measure been raised?"

Song Qingwei learned this piece by following the instructions of the teacher. She could play it in order, but when asked to answer some details, she couldn't answer it at all.

At this time, Song Qingwei's face became increasingly ugly, and he felt even more embarrassed to be watched by so many people.

But she couldn't answer any of Song Nanxi's questions.

Song Nanxi's questions were so sharp that Song Qingwei didn't dare to answer them directly, so he could only say in a confused way: "How can anyone remember these questions so clearly? You have obviously studied my music in advance and want to clear your name." The fact that I plagiarized it.”

Song Nanxi saw that Song Qingwei was determined not to die before the Yellow River, and sneered: "If this is really your own creation, how could you not even remember such a small detail? Unless this is not your own work at all."

"You're talking nonsense, this is my original work." Song Qingwei was already a little anxious when facing so many people at the scene.

But obviously her words were not convincing at all, but Song Nanxi's words were even more convincing.

Li Yao also walked onto the stage at this time, standing next to Song Nanxi, facing Song Qingwei and said seriously: "As long as it is your own work, all the details should be clearer, but you don't even know the basic chords of your own work. I can’t tell, which makes me wonder where your music score came from?”

Li Yao's fans were just waiting and watching, but now they saw that their idols had taken sides, so they started to fight with each other along with the fans of Song Huainan and Song Qingwei.

Seeing this, Song Qingwei hurriedly asked Song Huainan for help: "Third brother, can you prove to me that this piece I have been practicing is my original work."

Song Qingwei knew that Song Huainan was soft-hearted, and as long as she cried, he would definitely turn to her.

Song Huainan was also in a very confused mood at this time, but he also had credit for the arrangement of this piece of music, so it was impossible for him to admit that this piece of music was not composed by Song Qingwei.

If something like this happened, he was still willing to believe Song Qingwei.

So he stood on Song Qingwei's side and comforted her: "I know you spent a lot of energy on this piece, and I believe you."

"Thank you, third brother, you are the only one who believes in me now." Song Qingwei said with a moved face.

Song Huainan looked at Song Nanxi seriously and asked: "You said that this piece of music was not composed by Nanxi himself. So you know who the original author is? If so, please invite him out. What's the problem? We’ll solve it face to face, but if you can’t come out, then what I said above is all your lies.”

"You are obviously the one who plagiarized, but you want to throw dirty water on Qingwei. What are you worried about?"

Song Huainan's words soon caused everyone to turn their attention to Song Nanxi again.

Yes, what she said before means that she knows the original author of the song. As long as the author is invited out, won't the truth be revealed?

Song Qingwei was sure that Song Nanxi would not be able to hire the original author. Otherwise, if that person really showed up long ago, how could he wait until now?

She and Song Huainan both thought so, but unexpectedly they heard Song Nanxi say word by word: "What if I say that I composed this piece of music?"

As soon as Song Nanxi's words came out, everyone at the scene was shocked.