Time always passed quickly, and another ten days passed.
In the past ten days, because Wang Xuening knew that her condition had improved, her mood had changed greatly. At the same time, she was more cooperative with the doctor's treatment. Her condition had also improved greatly.
Now, she did not have to stay in the hospital and monitor her home for medication at all times. According to the doctor, Wang Xuening was fine now. She just needed to recover.
This result made the Mo family overjoyed. After learning that his wife was fine, although Mo Lin had not returned the borrowed money to his relatives, he devoted himself to his work. When he came back at night, he would accompany his wife wholeheartedly. The family's days once again returned to their usual peace…
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Wolf Fang channel.
Today was the last day for Mo Fan and Wolf Fang to reach an agreement. Mo Fan would leave Wolf Fang after he finished singing.
Therefore, Mo Fan came to the Wolf Fang Channel very early today.
However, because Wolf Fang had already reached the record of 130,000 people online. Even though Mo Fan logged into Wolf Fang, no one else saw him in the huge crowd.
Of course, when they saw Mo Fan, they would not think that he was Mo Fan. Ever since Mo Fan's song " Too Soft Heart " became popular, many people had changed their Wolf Fang's name to Mo Fan.
Look, there are already more than ten people called Mo Fan in the Wolf Fang channel.
However, just as Mo Fan was about to quietly listen to the song, a familiar song started playing.
It's late at night, and you still don't want to sleep. Are you still thinking about him?
Wasn't this because her heart was too soft?
However, when Mo Fan heard it again, he realized that it was not his own singing, but someone else's cover.
Originally, there was nothing wrong with a cover. After all, many new songs were covered after they were released.
Some of the covers were even better than the original. However, when Mo Fan heard the narration of the song, he was dumbfounded.
"Hello everyone, this is a new song that I've been brewing for a year. I'm Zhang Wen.”
Even the dumbest person knew what was going on.
Mo Fan's song,'The Heart Is Too Softer', was stolen by someone and turned into Zhang Wen's work.
Anger, Mo Fan was furious.
He never thought that something like this would happen in a world that viewed art as sacred.
Of course, even if this was a Miracle World like Earth, where anything could happen, Mo Fan would still be furious if he encountered something like this.
"Ruhan, what's with Zhang Wen's song 'Too Soft Heart'?”
Mo Fan immediately went to Ru Han and said excitedly.
"Mo Fan, don't get too excited. We just received the news. Singer Zhang Wen released his latest album, which was called Too Soft Heart. Furthermore, once this song appeared, its popularity soared, pushing Zhang Wen to a very hot spot. We've already contacted the record company that Zhang Wen signed with, but the other party replied that they don't know, don't know, or completely deny it. I'm preparing to mobilize all the netizens on Wolf Fang to expose this matter completely. But…"
"But what?"
"It's just that a few days ago, the other party had already deleted most of the songs we posted on the Internet. Moreover, they had also forged some evidence to prove that The Song of Too Soft Heart was indeed composed by the singer Zhang Wen during his one-year seclusion. At the same time, there were a few singers who stood by the side as witnesses.”
"Good, very good." Mo Fan was trembling with anger.
On the other side, Ru Han seemed to know that Mo Fan was angry. She comforted him,""Mo Fan, don't worry. The hundreds of thousands of friends of Wolf Fang will support you.”
Not only was Mo Fan furious, Ru Han was also furious after what had happened.
"Wait, I want to wake up for a while.”
Even though Mo Fan was furious, he had not lost his mind yet. His decades of experience told him that once a person lost his mind, he would do something he would regret...
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Imperial Capital Music Academy.
"Jingrou, I knew that the song 'Too Soft Heart' wasn't sung by that guy. Look, this is Zhang Wen's latest album. In his new song, A Soft Heart was the main theme.”
Hu Feifei was smiling as she waved Zhang Wen's album in front of Yang Yin.
"Sigh, Sister Feifei, I think you're just infatuated. What's so good about Zhang Wen?”
Yang Yin actually did not have a good impression of Zhang Wen. In her eyes, other than Zhang Wen being a little handsome, there was nothing else that could be mentioned. For example, if Zhang Wen did not have a bunch of music producers, he would not have become a star.
"What do you mean by good or bad? You have a prejudice against Zhang Wen. Alright, let's not talk about this now. Listen to Zhang Wen's latest song, Too Soft at Heart.”
"Too soft-hearted?"
Yang Yin was a little surprised.
"That's right, didn't I just say that Too Soft of the Heart is a song that Zhang Wen composed after a year of seclusion? That guy actually sang it as a cover.”
"Creation?"
Yang Ying was dumbfounded. Others might not know Zhang Wen, but Yang Ying knew. Back then, the record company that Zhang Wen signed with also wanted Yang Yin to help Zhang Wen produce some songs.
However, after Yang Yin met Zhang Wen, she realized that this famous celebrity was actually an embroidered pillow. He was good-looking but useless. However, she was too lazy to explain to Hu Feifei.
"Really? Let me hear it."
He opened the album and put it into the play box. A song called Heart Is Too Soft soon played.
This time, it wasn't like the Wolf Fang that didn't have any accompaniment.
However, when Zhang Wen sang the first line, Yang Yin frowned. When Zhang Wen was only halfway through singing, Yang Yin had already closed the song.
This song was definitely not written by Zhang Wen.
There was no need to investigate. Yang Yin's professional music skills were enough to tell at a glance.
Moreover, if they were to really compare, they could not be compared to the singer from Wolf Fang at all.
Although the singer was only singing a cappella without any auxiliary equipment!
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