Respawn Entertainment: Days of Glory

Chapter 77 No one with the surname Sima is simple (please follow up, please recommend tickets)
After it was over, a group of rockers naturally drank heavily again, and Lao Zhao even made a special video call, and the people on both sides started quarreling with each other on both ends of the video.

Among them, Ding Tong and Pan Jianhu, two veterans, immediately "argued", and everyone was very happy to see it.

Only Bian Lang, who was pretentious in his heart, didn't let go of the drink. After all, after knowing the data given by Xiaopozhan, the live broadcast of more than 6 minutes had 100 million people online at the same time, Bian Lang didn't have a concept in his mind.

Moreover, the marketing accounts that gained popularity this time were all praised by Qing Yishui. The most popular "Eight Group Announcements" and "Sima Nan" were completely silent, but Bian Lang felt that if this Sima Nan was still the same as the original Earth If Sima Chuck urinates, there is a high probability that he is holding back his ultimate move.

Anyway, they just ran into each other in a hurry, and Bian Lang didn't even think about making a plan or anything. Anyway, when the time came, he would be ready to fight again.

It's just that this is a pain for Chen Shuting. She is currently chatting with her son on video while monitoring public opinion on the Internet with Zhou Ketong.

For tonight's wave, Xiaopozhan was both happy and in pain. They had never experienced such a record number of simultaneous online users in Bianlang's short period of time.The figures for the New Year's Eve party were indeed higher than this, but it was a live broadcast that lasted several hours, and only at certain points in time did the number of simultaneous online viewers reach one million.

Moreover, it was a large-scale event of their small broken site, and they rented a temporary server to cooperate, which was completely incomparable with such an accidental event as Bian Lang.

After the first wave of marketing announcements blew this grand event to the sky, those who didn't watch began to react crazily.

The director of the planning department deliberately asked the official media to apologize in time after they were scolded on the hot search, and then released the original video of the live broadcast.This move diverted the outlet for the music fans to vent their emotions, but Xiazi and Yuncun, who had no sound source, hated it.

The ace AEs on both sides didn't care whether the time was right or not. They all called Chen Shuting and sent an agreement of intent for cooperation. Just seeing the offer that took a step back in terms of share of the profit, Chen Shuting once again became firm in her heart. This time the choice was correct.

The son on the other end of the video was already asleep, so she had time to have a serious chat with her husband.

"Old Mo, you know what's going on these days. I'm extremely busy right now, so I may have to wait a little longer to find a house."

"It's okay, it doesn't matter, I will rent it first when the time comes, and you have to ask your boss to help you figure out a way for the children to go to school."

"Well, after these two days are over, I will mention this matter to him."

"By the way, I have something to ask you. Did he design the mask for his first performance? I saw that some people were copying it and selling it online. The sales were pretty good. I also liked it. I plan to …”

"Wait, what did you say, Old Mo? It's the mask that Bian Lang threw to the little witch after the first performance, and now someone is imitating it on the Internet?"

"Yeah, I'll send you a link to see for yourself later... I want to say, if the mask is his own design, I want to talk to him about the copyright. I have a new inspiration for a story recently. The protagonist in it I want to use his image for this mask design”

"Yes, yes, yes, I will implement this for you as soon as possible..." Chen Shuting said that, but she had another thought in her heart: "If it is really Bian Lang's design, then this is also a copyright. If there is really sales, , can the company also consider this business..."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Shuting opened the link sent by Lao Mo, clicked on it, and started reading.

"Horror masks, rock performance masks, script hacker masks, Halloween masks, street dance masks..." These keywords seemed fresh to her.

She exited the store and searched for the same item, and she found that although only three stores were doing it, the sales were pretty good, and the total sales amounted to several thousand.

"If this is done well, does it count as Bianlang's surroundings?" Thinking of this, she already had a small plan in mind.

……

Early the next morning, Ding Tong, who had left early last night, got up early and made a rare trip home to see his old mother.

After knocking on the door for a long time and no one answered, and no one answered the phone, Ding Tong went downstairs to the park outside the community and searched around. Sure enough, in a corner, he found an old mother who was singing with a group of old men and women.

This group of uncles and aunts is not the kind of singing on the stereo, they all have their own musical instruments to accompany them, and they are not the common erhu, they all play the pipe.

Ding Tong watched it for a while without disturbing her, and went up to greet her old mother during the intermission: "Mom, you came down to sing so early, and you don't need to wear more..."

"Hehe, don't you see what month it is? Wear more, thanks to you being able to say it!" Although Ding's mother complained, her son was able to come to see her, and she was very happy in her heart.

Ding Tong was taken aback, "slapped" himself and said, "Mom, look at my mouth..."

"Okay, okay, why do you want to come here today?"

"I heard a song last night, and I want you to listen to it too, so I'm here."

"Just tell me. It's not like I don't know how to surf the Internet. You need to travel to half of BJ City." Mother Ding felt that her son was just making excuses.

"I also want to come and see you..." These words really touched Mother Ding's heart.

"Okay, let's go upstairs. I'll save this for lunch. I just sent out fungus today, and I'll fry Mushu meat for you..." Ding Mu said hello to her old friends and called Ding Tong go home.

When I got home and was about to go to the kitchen, Ding Tong stopped me: "Mom, let me play a song for you. My little brother made it. You must like it."

Ding Tong also comes from a musical family. Ding's mother is the female lead singer of the chorus of the General Political Department Art Troupe, and Ding's father is the conductor. They have a son who plays rock and roll. In that era, the couple was often nagged by colleagues in the workplace. When my father passed away, some people said that he was angry with Ding Tong, an unfilial son, otherwise he would have lived a few more years.

"Rock?" Mother Ding asked a little uncertainly.

"Well, don't jump to conclusions yet, listen to it before you speak..." Ding Tong took out his mobile phone and clicked on the original live video on the Xiaopo website.

……

Bian Lang also woke up early. After washing, he went downstairs to make a bowl of rice noodles.On the way to the rehearsal room, he checked the new song list. "Dye the Night Black" has rushed to the second position, and "People Without Ideals Are Not Sad" has also surpassed Xia Yuxi's new song and climbed to the fourth position.

After estimating that there was still more than half a month left, the big stone in his heart was half gone.

Go to Weibo and check, if the original owner's mobile phone is not a Kirin 9000 chip, it is estimated that it will be directly shut down.

Ignoring all the private messages, Bian Lang took a look at his fan count, which was almost 80.

As for the post where he issued a "war letter" to Sima Nan, the number of likes reached over 50, and there were tens of thousands of comments.

I clicked and glanced, and the latest one was: "Jinzi, the dead horse old thief posted a video, go!"

"Well, who are the fans of Jin Zi, and I don't know what kind of enmity they have with this Sima Chutou, and they all came to my common enemy."

Followed the click to see, and sure enough, Sima Nan updated the video, and Bian Lang laughed when he saw the title.

"Bianlang's new song is suspected of plagiarism!" 》

"Could it be that we are still real fellows?" After teasing himself, Bian Lang turned on the video and watched it.

In the video, Sima Nan was seen wearing a Chinese tunic suit, sitting on an armchair in front of a large bookshelf, holding an unopened folding fan in his hand.

After greeting the audience routinely, he began to comment:

"Just yesterday, I commented on the popular rock songs of the musician Bian Lang in Europe. I think that as a Chinese musician, he should take spreading Chinese culture as his duty, instead of just being a follower of imported music. Bian Lang also responded to me afterwards, and yesterday he created a song with Chinese spirit in the lyrics at a very fast speed. After listening to it, I felt a surge of emotion. I am gratified by my ideological consciousness.”

Seeing this, Lang couldn't help cursing: "This Sima Chuck really puts gold on his face, as if he is responsible for this song."

Then Sima Nan in the video changed the topic and continued: "But I don't know if any attentive fans have noticed that there are two parts of this song that sound very familiar." Then the screen changed to Bianlang's live video The editing, that is, the two parts of the military song.

"That's right, the two parts of the music you heard are exactly the third to tenth bars of our country's military song. Some viewers may ask, it is a bit familiar, but why does it feel different? Because Bian Lang did a little trick here, accelerating the 8 bars of the original song into 4 bars. Regardless of the musicality of this song, I just want to ask Mr. Bian Lang, has he got the original author's permission? Allowed, does this count as plagiarism?

Besides, can military songs be adapted and played by you casually? "

Seeing this, Bian Lang already understood Sima Nan's approach. He turned off the video and laughed and cursed: "There is really no one with the surname Sima..."

(End of this chapter)