[R18] 夫人你馬甲又掉了 – “Madam, Your Vest Has Fallen Off Again” Chapter 304 [English]

304 birthday growth record video (three updates)

A Weibo post seemed sarcastic, and included several pictures, which were comparison pictures made by Mu Xiaoyuyu, with very professional analysis on them.

This Weibo became popular among fans of Qin Yu. Qin Yu himself is an extremely popular blogger. In less than an hour, there were 10,000 comments.

Naturally, the officials from the Beijing Association also saw such a big movement.

“I read it, and it seems that there is indeed plagiarism…” Several people in charge of the Beijing Association’s official blog looked at each other, but they didn’t know who was the one who plagiarized. “What should we do now?”

“I remember last year, Master Wei seemed to have said that Qin Yu had plagiarized, so he didn’t accept her as his apprentice, right?” An idea flashed in the other person’s mind, and he suddenly remembered this matter.

This matter concerns Master Wei and his apprentices. The people in charge of the official blog are just ordinary members. The impact of this matter is too great. A few people dare not make the decision without authorization, so they can only contact Master Wei.

**

There are many people in Jingxie who are jealous of Qin Ran.

Especially since the other party has become Master Wei’s chief disciple, countless people want to make this matter a big deal.

There are no longer a few people who are adding insult to injury.

It soon reached Dai Ran’s ears.

After the last exhibition match, Dai Ran’s status in the Violin Association plummeted. He had been in a bad mood for the past two days, until the shocking news came out tonight.

“Teacher Dai, this is indeed too much of a coincidence…” The person next to him thought for a moment and then said in a low voice, “But Qin Yu published it a year before Qin Ran. This is a fact.”

Dai Ran laughed and his eyes were cold: “Then if Qin Ran could have composed such a piece a year ago, why did he come to Beijing Association today?”

As soon as these words came out, everyone in Dai Ran’s party couldn’t help but nod.

Such excellent music, most people would like it to be known to the world after it is produced. How can there be any reason to hide it for a year before releasing it slowly?

Dai Ran obviously thinks so too. If this incident is true, it will obviously be a heavy blow to Master Wei’s credibility and status.

He directly dialed Qin Yu’s number.

This matter has been fermenting for several hours, and Qin Yu has been watching it with fear and uneasiness.

When the phone rang, she almost jumped up, but she still held herself together and went to the balcony to answer the phone: “Hello, teacher.”

“You know what happened on Weibo, right? Don’t be afraid? You just need to tell the teacher whether you made the music score a year ago. Is there any evidence?” Dai Ran’s voice was steady.

Obviously he believed in her. This sentence gave Qin Yu, who had always been uneasy, a shot in the arm.

She took a deep breath, looked at the students walking downstairs, and said firmly: “It’s me, I still have the manuscript.”

The manuscript is clearly old.

This is the best evidence.

**

Wei family.

Master Wei has just come back. Wang Zifeng is going to M Continent recently. Master Wei is helping to clear the procedures. He has not come back until ninety o’clock in the past two days.

“How is Master Sun’s progress today?” When he got home, Master Wei took off his coat and took the teacup handed over by Uncle Hai.

“Today is good. I’m already trying to manage some small business.” When Wei Zihang was mentioned, Uncle Hai’s expression softened a lot.

Wei Zihang suddenly changed his ways during the summer vacation and wanted to come back to receive family training.

He has been in seclusion until now, and Uncle Hai has basically been accompanying him.

Because of this, Uncle Hai has not been with Master Wei in the past two months.

Master Wei nodded slightly and sat at the dining table to eat. It was at this time that the call from Jingxie came.

Uncle Hai went to the sofa to answer the call. He was smiling and had a gentle expression.

Master Wei pressed his temples, then reached for a bowl of soup and drank it slowly. He felt that something was wrong with Uncle Hai’s expression. He couldn’t help but raise his head and squinted: “What’s going on?”

he put down the bowl.

“Master, there is indeed something…” Uncle Hai frowned and briefly told Master Wei what happened on Weibo.

After Master Wei heard this, he threw down the chopsticks in his hand with a “pop” sound.

He asked someone to pull out Qin Yu’s fan’s Weibo and saw the comments from the following people at a glance.

[He is actually a senior student of the Beijing Association?One person wrote a letter in blood begging the Beijing Association to remove her!】

[Two people wrote in blood!】

[Is Jing Xie crazy?Do you accept people like this?It is simply a disgrace to the violin world. I feel sorry for Miss Qin Yu.】

[Because she is Master Wei’s apprentice, she can plagiarize openly and without fear?】

[I heard that I am still the disciple of Master Wei. Could you please come out and say a few words, Master Wei?】

【……】

Things fermented overnight and became more and more intense.

Master Wei was so angry that he couldn’t eat anymore. Does he know whose music score it belongs to?

“Master, let’s go find Miss Qin?” Uncle Hai said in a low voice, “Just ask her to send out her manuscript.”

“Where does she have the manuscripts?” Master Wei pressed his temple. Qin Ran didn’t know the value of her manuscripts before. It was also because she succeeded too easily. This was also a shortcoming of her. “She almost always threw those manuscripts around. If they were not perfect, they would be thrown away.”

Because…

She probably didn’t expect that what she regarded as rubbish would be a treasure to others.

Uncle Hai was stunned, he didn’t expect this at all, and his expression became serious now: “Her manuscript…couldn’t it be picked up by Qin Yu?”

This kind of thing in the art world is all about evidence.

Whoever publishes first, you have to provide evidence.

Qin Ran has no manuscript and no video, but Qin Yu may have a manuscript, and the most important thing is… the video of her playing the violin a year ago is still there.

This is the most direct evidence. Qinran only has videos from the past few days, which can easily be influenced by the Internet.

Master Wei knew about Qin Yu’s piece a year ago, but at that time he couldn’t produce any substantive evidence. He could only mention briefly that if there was really a big fuss at that time, people on the Internet might say that he forced Qin Yu to admit plagiarism.

There is too much pressure from online public opinion now, and more people will subconsciously favor the weak.

Pretty much the same situation now.

Some netizens have very strange views. It is commonly said that if you are weak, you are right. Any marketing account can drive public opinion and attack wherever you point it. Master Wei does not dare to underestimate this aspect, as it is related to Qinran’s future.

As he walked upstairs, he lowered his head and called Cheng Juan.

As for Qin Ran… Master Wei didn’t dare to mention her bad temper.

Afraid of she, I just picked up the knife and went to find Qin Yu…

After all, this happened a few years ago…

**

One night passed, and there was no movement from Master Wei’s side, and there was no movement from Qin Ran’s side.

Qin Yu got up from the bed, his mind becoming more and more active.

She knows Qin Ran very well, and the fact that she has not spoken for so long means that she may not have any evidence!

Qin Yu’s heart was beating very fast.

She looked at herself and saw thousands of comments on Weibo overnight, all of which were to comfort her. No one thought that she might have copied Qin Ran.

The number of fans has increased by 100,000 and is still increasing.

Does the Beijing Association want someone with a history of plagiarism?

If Qin Ran is gone, wouldn’t she rank first?

Qin Yu opened the Weibo editor and posted a Weibo message, saying that she composed this piece of music in school a year ago. Many people in the school could prove this.

For this reason, she also circled several of the school’s original followers.

During that time, she did practice violin in the art building of Hengchuan No. 1 Middle School, and many people knew about this.

Today is the second day of school registration. There is no need to stay at school. Qin Yu went back to Shen’s house, dug out his luggage, took out the violin score, took a photo and posted it on Weibo——

[It took me a month to write this.】

**

Tinglan.

Qin Ran was still in the room, and the curtains were not opened. She was sitting in front of the computer, her cold white fingers jumping on the keyboard.

Lines of code jumped out.

After a long while, she pressed the “enter” key, and the jumping code was converted into an IP address. It looked familiar, and Qin Ran squinted her eyes.

But she didn’t pay attention. She just put on her headphones and said to Chang Ning, “It’s settled, let the giant crocodile go.”

Chang Ning responded, “Okay.”

He hung up the phone and quickly contacted the giant crocodile.

Qin Ran didn’t turn off the computer and just went downstairs with the tea cup.

Downstairs, Cheng Juan stood in the hall and seemed to be calling someone. When he saw her coming down, he immediately hung up the phone.

“Let’s go eat.” He pointed at the dining table, then sat on the other side, turning his cell phone carelessly in his hand, with an inexplicable cold look on his face.

his gaze was barely concealed.

Qin Ran took a mouthful of food and couldn’t help it anymore, “Can you ask me for anything?”

“Who wants to ask…” Cheng Juan glanced at her, and in the middle of his words, he turned around and said, but his tone didn’t sound like he was begging for help. “No, Master, I really have something to ask you. I heard that you have a birthday growth record, can you let me see it?”