Rebirth declares war on the honest

Chapter 535 530. Small Hot Pot

Netizens stood in line with each other and quarreled over their favorite music software. At the same time, Paradise Cloud Music also started its own actions.

Today is a weekend, Zhong Leyi sent a message early, saying that she plans to go back to school to pack her luggage, and Gu Yun will pick her up at night.

She is going on a business trip to Shencheng soon, and of course she needs her boyfriend to accompany her before she leaves.

There are not many people in the team going to Shencheng. The Leying Law Firm is led by the director Wang Xiaohong, and the two attendants are full-time lawyer Fan Mengru and trainee lawyer Zhong Leyi. Cheng Yingying and several assistants are in the music department of Paradise Cloud. accompany.

After returning to Nanhu University early, Gu Yun happened to pass by the dormitory. He was bored waiting for Zhong Leyi to pack up, so he decided to go upstairs to have a look.

There is always no one in the dormitory on weekends. Liu Yisheng is likely to go out on a date, Zhang Gaoqiang goes to the study room to prepare for the postgraduate entrance examination, and Zheng Bo is the one who is most likely to stay in the dormitory and play games.

Walking to the door of dormitory 712, Gu Yun was far away when he heard a burst of singing coming from the dormitory.

"He said that any praiseworthy beauty of yours

Not as good as the first time he met you"

Pushing open the door, Zheng Bo was the only one in the dormitory. He squinted his eyes, only the mobile phone on the table was still on, and the vinyl CD player on the music software was spinning around, playing accompaniment for the lonely college student.

"If there is time before dark~"

As Gu Yun entered the room, he also sang along, and the voice rang out. Zheng Bo, who was immersed in the world of music, realized that his roommate, whom he had not seen for a long time, had returned.

"The fourth child is back? I rarely see you coming back on weekends."

Zheng Bo's expression was a little unnatural, and he felt a little more shy about being knocked out of his inner world. He quickly took out a pair of headphones from his drawer, and the sound of the music playing suddenly disappeared.

"Come back and accompany my girlfriend to pack her luggage. She is going out, so come back and have a look."

Gu Yun replied casually, and went to his closet to get a new set of clothes.

When changing clothes, out of the corner of his eye, he happened to catch a glimpse of Zheng Bo's music software interface, and Gu Yun couldn't help laughing through his tears.

"Brother, the original sound source of this song is in Paradise Cloud Music. The Niu Youye you are listening to is not the original song at all. Be careful to get you out of tune."

Pointing to Penguin Music on Zheng Bo's phone, Gu Yun reminded with a smile.

"Ah? Really fake?"

Zheng Bo was taken aback. He fell in love with folk songs recently, but he has only listened to songs through Penguin Music, and he has no idea who the real original singer of the song "Nanshan South" is.

"Don't you usually read Weibo?"

"It's boring, I'm too lazy to watch it. If I have that time, I might as well just spend some time on the bed playing vibrato and playing League of Legends."

Zheng Bo shook his head, he knew nothing about the dispute between Paradise Cloud Music and Penguin Music.

This is also the status quo of most young people. In fact, even those who often surf the Internet are clear about the disputes between the two music companies, and few people will uninstall another software just because they support their favorite music software. of.

The reason is very simple, there are so many good songs, but usually only one company owns the copyright, sometimes people want to listen to popular songs, some people can only switch back and forth.

What's more, habit is a terrible thing. People like Zheng Bo who are used to Penguin music, even if they know that the songs they listen to are pirated, don't bother to find genuine music to listen to.

As long as there is one, what about genuine and pirated copies?
This is the secret of Penguin slowly eating away at other small online music platforms.

Under the banner of copyright protection, they acquired the copyrights of most popular songs, and then squeezed and reported the small platforms without copyrights one by one to death.

As for popular songs without copyright, they try their best to wash the songs and plagiarize them to resolve this scarcity.

Once users develop the habit of being able to hear most songs on Penguin Music, there is a high probability that they will never leave again.

"Fuck. It turns out that the original singer of this song is called Ma Youye, fuck me."

Zheng Bo downloaded Haoyuan Cloud Music, raised his neck and let out a long sigh, feeling very excited for a while.

"Why are you in such a hurry?"

Gu Yun asked curiously.

"I met a school girl who likes to listen to folk songs a while ago, but ended up ignoring me while chatting. Damn it, I finally know why now!"

Zheng Bo took a big gulp of the Coke in front of him, clenched his fists, and looked angry.

"What?"

Gu Yun asked.

"I forwarded Penguin Music's "Nan Shan Nan" to Moments, wanting to show my taste in folk songs, but she commented to me that there is no distinction between cows and horses, which I didn't understand at the time."

"Hold!"

Zheng Bo finally understood that for young people who really love folk songs and have a bit of literary flair, listening to pirated versions is a shock, let alone sharing them on Moments.

"Hahahahahaha."

Gu Yun couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud on the spot.

"There is no distinction between cattle and horses, this younger sister is quite interesting."

"Of course, the little freshman girls are very trendy now, and they are not unfamiliar with the seniors at all."

Zheng Bo nodded, affirming Gu Yun's evaluation.

"Let's go, they won't come back either. My brother and I went to the cafeteria to have dinner. We haven't eaten for a long time."

Gu Yun looked down at the phone, Zhong Leyi said it would take a while.

"Auntie, I'll pay for the air conditioner in our dormitory."

Downstairs in the dormitory, Gu Yun paid off the air-conditioning costs of 712 by the way.

In the third year of junior year, Nanhu University installed brand-new air conditioners for all students. Whether it is hot summer or shivering winter, the school will give everyone a guarantee.

But at the same time of guarantee, disharmonious dormitories often have differences because of this air-conditioning cost.

Everyone has different thresholds for hot and cold. When to turn on the air conditioner, whether to turn on the air conditioner, and how to calculate the cost will all become difficult problems to test the relationship between dormitories.

People who are not so fussy usually use aa to solve the problem, but in a dormitory, there are always roommates who are away all the year round, and these people are always reluctant to use aa.

I obviously didn't turn on the air conditioner, but you want me to pay for it, is that appropriate?

So after Gu Yun installed the air conditioner in the dormitory, he immediately settled all the remaining two years' expenses.

He is a person who cannot do without the air conditioner all year round. In summer, it must be blown all the time, and in winter, it must be heated all the time.

Although I don't often live in the dormitory, there is no need for anyone to care about the money if the brothers live together.

"Yo, Xiao Gu, isn't it, I haven't seen you back for a long time."

The aunt in the dormitory is very familiar with Gu Yun. A man like him has charisma in the school, has a sweet mouth, and often buys some fruit for the aunt in charge. The aunts like it in their hearts, and the little things are special accommodate.

For example, when I was a freshman, dormitory 712 often had small hot pots and fast-heating prohibited electrical appliances. Although the aunts would confiscate them on the spot, Gu Yun would say a few good words afterwards and admit his mistake obediently. The small hot pot was returned to him.

Until now, the small hot pot when I was a freshman is often quietly fired in the winter night.

(End of this chapter)