Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

A microblog that seemed to be mocking, also posted a few pictures, which were the comparison pictures made by Mu Xiaoyuyu, and there was a very professional analysis on it.

This Weibo was bought by Qin Yu's fans. Qin Yu himself is an extremely popular blogger. In less than an hour, there were 10,000 comments.

Such a big movement, the Beijing Association official people naturally also saw it.

"I looked, 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 that Master Wei seemed to say that Qin Yu plagiarized last year, so he didn't accept her as an apprentice, right?" Another person had a flash of inspiration and suddenly remembered this matter.

This matter is related to 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. Several people dare not make decisions without authorization, so they can only contact Master Wei.

**

There are quite a few people in Beijing Association who are jealous of Qin Ran.

Especially when the other party became Master Wei's chief disciple, countless people wanted to make this matter a big deal.

There are no longer a few people who make trouble.

It soon reached Dairan's ears.

After the last exhibition competition, Dai Ran's status in the Violin Association plummeted. He was not in a good mood for the past two days, until the shocking news came out tonight.

"Mr. Dai, this matter is really too coincidental..." The people around him thought for a while, and said in a low voice, "But Qin Yu published it a year before Qin Ran, that's the truth."

Dai Ran laughed, and his eyes were cold: "Then if Qin Ran could compose such a piece a year ago, why did she come to Beijing Association until today?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in Dai Ran's party couldn't stop nodding.

Such excellent music, ordinary people would like to make it known all over the world, why is there any reason to keep it hidden for a year before releasing it leisurely?

Dai Ran obviously thought the same way. If this incident is true, it will obviously deal a heavy blow to Master Wei's reputation and status.

He called Qin Yu directly.

This matter has been fermented for several hours, and Qin Yu has been staring at it in fear.

When the phone rang, she almost jumped up, but she still held her own 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 score a year ago, and is there any proof?" Dai Ran's voice was very steady.

Obviously he believed her, and this sentence gave Qin Yu, who had been restless, 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 appears to be old.

It is the best evidence.

**

Wei family.

Master Wei just came back. Wang Zifeng is going to M state recently. Master Wei is helping to clear the procedure. He didn't come back until ninety o'clock in the last two days.

"How is Young Master Sun's progress today?" After returning home, Master Wei took off his coat and took the teacup from Uncle Hai.

"It's a good day, and I'm already trying to manage some small businesses." Mentioning Wei Zihang, Uncle Hai's expression softened a lot.

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

He has been in retreat until now, basically Uncle Hai is with him.

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

Master Wei nodded slightly, and sat at the dining table to eat. It was at this time that the Jingxie called.

Uncle Hai went to the sofa to answer the call, and paused with a smile on his face.

Master Wei pressed his temple, then stretched out his hand to hold a bowl of soup, and drank it slowly. Feeling that Uncle Hai's expression was not right, he couldn't help but raise his head, squinting: "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.

Master Wei shook off the chopsticks in his hand with a "snap" after listening.

He asked someone to find out the Weibo of Qin Yu's fans, and saw the comments of the following people at a glance.

[It's still a senior student of the Beijing Association? One person begged the Beijing Association to remove her in a blood letter! 】

[Two blood books! 】

[Is the Beijing Association crazy? This kind of person also accepts? It is simply a disgrace to the violin world, and I feel sorry for Miss Qin Yu. 】

[Because she is Master Wei's apprentice, can she plagiarize without fear? 】

[I heard that he is still an apprentice of Master Wei, Master Wei, would you like to say something? 】

【…】

Things fermented overnight and intensified.

Master Wei was so angry that he couldn't eat anymore. Whose score is that, how could he not know?

"Master, shall we 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, and it was because she succeeded too easily. This is also a shortcoming of her body. Throw it away, if you can't reach perfection, just throw it away."

because……

She probably didn't expect that what she treats as rubbish is like a treasure for others.

Uncle Hai was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect this to happen at all, and his expression became serious now: "Her manuscript...couldn't be Qin Yu who picked it up?"

This kind of thing in the art world pays more attention to evidence.

Whoever publishes first, you have to produce evidence.

Qin Ran has no manuscripts, and no videos, but Qin Yu may have manuscripts, and most importantly... the video of her playing the violin for a year is still there.

This is the most direct evidence. Qinran only has videos from the last few days, so it is easy to be caught by the Internet.

Master Wei knew Qin Yu's song a year ago, but at that time he couldn't produce any substantive evidence, so he could only mention a little bit. He pressed his head hard to make Qin Yu admit to plagiarism.

Now the pressure of public opinion on the Internet is too great, and more people will subconsciously favor the weak.

Pretty much the same as it is now.

Some netizens have strange views on the three views. It is commonly said that you are weak and you are right. Just a marketing account can drive public opinion, pointing to where to fight. Master Wei dare not underestimate this aspect, it is related to Qinran's future.

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

As for Qinran... Master Wei dare not mention her violent temper.

Afraid that she would go to Qin Yu directly with the knife...

After all, this was not the case a few years ago...

**

Overnight, there was no movement from Master Wei's side, nor from Qin Ran's side.

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

She knew Qin Ran very well, and she didn't speak for such a long time, which meant that she might have no evidence herself!

Qin Yu's heart "thumped" very fast.

She looked at herself overnight, and there were thousands of Weibo comments, all of which were comforting her, and no one thought that she might have copied Qin Ran.

The number of fans who have increased by 100,000 is still increasing.

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

Without Qinran, wouldn't she be number one?

Qin Yu opened the Weibo editor and posted a Weibo, saying that she created this piece of music at school a year ago, and many people in the school could attest to this.

For this reason, she also encircled several attendants from the school at the beginning.

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

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

[It took me a month to write this. 】

**

Ting Lan.

Qin Ran was still in the room, the curtains were not drawn, she was sitting in front of the computer, her cold fingers jumping on the keyboard.

Lines of code jump out.

After a while, she pressed the "enter" button, and the jumping code was converted into an IP address, which looked familiar, and Qin Ran squinted her eyes.

But she didn't care, she just put on the earphones and said to Chang Ning, "It's over, let the giant crocodile go."

Chang Ning replied, "Okay."

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

Qin Ran didn't turn off the computer either, but just went downstairs with a teacup.

Downstairs, Cheng Juan was standing in the hall as if he was on the phone with someone, but when he saw her coming down, he immediately hung up the phone.

"Go to eat." He pointed to the dining table, then sat on the other side, turning his phone carelessly in his hand, with an inexplicably cold expression.

His gaze was barely concealed.

After Qin Ran took a bite of her meal, she couldn't bear it anymore, "Is there anything you can ask me?"

"Who is begging..." Cheng Juan glanced at her, and halfway through the conversation, he turned a corner, but his tone didn't sound like he was begging, "No, God, I do have something to ask you. I heard that you have a birthday growth record. Let me borrow it." have a look?"