Rebirth: The fake young master became a millionaire after becoming a millionaire

The long river of time dilutes everything, the memory becomes blurred day by day, but the feelings become more intense.

Two years passed in a blink of an eye.

Xu Chuyi is no longer the noble and innocent young master he once was. He is now independent, mature and steady, and increasingly strong.

Relying on his musical talent and diligence, he was admitted to a music conservatory and was personally taught by the professor.

He did not worship him as his master because he had already worshiped Shi Kaihui as his master in China.

The master treated him extremely well, and he deserved it.

In addition to studying, he helps people online and earns income to support his life abroad.

Xu Chuyi lived a good life, but it was not great either.

Only he himself knows how he survived these years.

He didn't dare to open his old phone and could only rely on the only photo in his new phone to spend the dark night.

Every time he missed Gu Nian and the Xu family, his stomach would hurt.

Sometimes when the pain was not severe, he would express his feelings by writing songs; if the pain was severe, he could only curl up in bed and cry silently.

The busy life made him temporarily forget about everything in the country, but the intense study and work and suppressed emotions made his stomach problems more serious.

At this time, Xu Chuyi was leaning on the desk in his room, enduring the stomachache and writing lyrics.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead. When he finished writing the last word, he gritted his teeth and picked up his cell phone to take a picture of it.

After finishing everything, Xu Chuyi leaned his head on the table as if he was exhausted, covering his stomach with one hand and letting the other hand fall naturally.

Moaning quietly in pain.

Kyle, who happened to be passing by, heard the sound, pushed open the ajar door and saw this scene.

"You have a stomachache again?!"

Xu Chuyi gave a difficult hum.

Kyle rushed over, found the medicine, and drank it.

He looked at the papers scattered on the table and sighed helplessly: "Your body is more important than your work."

Xu Chuyi was obviously much better after taking the medicine, and said with a smile: "I know, but if you don't work, you won't have money."

Kevin has lived with him for two years and understands his situation.

Wandering alone, he had to work to support himself and a cat while going to school.

Kevin said no more, but poured Xu Chuyi a glass of warm water and left.

The moment he left the room, he seemed worried and said: "Get more rest."

Xu Chuyi held the cup of warm water and sighed quietly in the silent room.

Take a rest after this period of work.

At this time, the professor suddenly called.

Xu Chuyi answered the call immediately.

The professor said: "Xiao Xu, the song you just sent is good. I showed it to other professors. There is no need to change anything. Just use it."

"You can write a song like this for the first time. I really saw you right!"

The Conservatory of Music recently held an exchange student event. As the professor's protégé, Xu Chuyi was invited to help compose music and lyrics for the event.

In the past, the songs were all composed by another student of the professor, but this year it was written by Xu Chuyi.

He originally wanted to shirk it, but he couldn't resist the professor's various entrustments.

I had no choice but to agree.

Besides, composing music pays a lot of money.

It's just that the senior seemed a little angry and ignored him for the past few days.

Xu Chuyi was lost for a moment before he responded: "Okay professor."

"I won't go to the exchange meeting. As I said before, you can leave the songs to others to record."

The professor reluctantly agreed: "I know you don't want to come, but I left an invitation letter for you. Whether you come or not is entirely up to you."

In the past two years, Xu Chuyi refused all activities and avoided anyone who would show up and attract attention.

Now that the Internet is developed, what if the video is recorded and posted online, and the Xu family discovers it and follows the clues to find it?

Although the chance is very slim, I may not dare to gamble in the first year of junior high school.

Two years later, he still hasn't figured out how to face them.

After hanging up the phone, Xu Chuyi felt a little uncomfortable and fell asleep on the bed.

When he opened his eyes again, night had fallen and the room was dark.

He touched his phone on the bedside to check the time, but was shocked by the pile of missed calls and messages on the screen.

He looked around in confusion, and saw that they were all sarcastic remarks about him.

Just when he was confused and didn't know what was going on, the professor called again.

"Xiao Xu, please don't go online recently."

Xu Chuyi asked: "Professor, what happened?"

"Don't worry about it for now, let me solve it." Although the professor said so, the incident happened so suddenly that he didn't know how to solve it for a while.

Xu Chuyi felt that something big had happened: "Professor, please tell me!"

The phone was silent for a few seconds before the professor's voice came out again:

"Xiao Xu, the song you sent me today is suspected of plagiarism."

Xu Chuyi's pupils widened and he couldn't believe it: "Impossible, I wrote this myself."

The professor told the truth truthfully: "Xiao Xu, the style of your song is very similar to that of the new composer Nian Gu."

"Some words and sentences are almost the same."

Xu Chuyi was stunned: "...Professor, can I revise it again?"

The professor said: "This is a question of whether to change it or not."

"I've already found someone to record this song, but I don't know how the sound source was leaked. Now it's all over the Internet..."

"I saw it. They were all scolding me for being shameless and imitating Nian Gu's style."

The phone fell silent again.

After a moment, the professor spoke again: "Xiao Xu, I believe you. Leave this matter to the professor."

After hanging up the phone, the dark room became silent again.

Xu Chuyi leaned on the head of the bed and remained motionless in this posture.

I don't know what to think.

Public opinion seems to have been guided by others, and the matter gradually spread on the Internet.

Nian Gu is a talented composer who has only appeared in the public eye in the past two years.

The style of his songs is fresh and elegant, and he writes music everywhere, but there is sadness everywhere.

Unique and in a league of its own.

He was once known as the founder of "Sadness is hidden in happiness, and the sword is not visible".

He never sang in person, but handed it over to others; he never showed his face, and no one knew who he was.

I only know that his name is Nian Gu, and he is a Chinese.

Many admired singers came to him to write songs. During the communication process, he remained anonymous and even his voice was disguised.

His song style and mysterious behavior have gained him many fans.

It’s just that his social platform never posts anything and is still blank.

Nowadays, those who are sarcastic and insulting Xu Chuyi are the loyal fans of Nian Gu and the fans of singers for whom he has composed songs, followed by the composers in the music circle who are fascinated by his talent.

The first dawn of dawn, the rising sun.

After a night of fermentation, Xu Chuyi was thrown into jail.

The abuse intensified.

Even those Chinese international students are ashamed of it.

Xu Chuyi's cell phone was turned off last night because there were too many harassing calls, which made him dizzy.

Kyle rushed back and knocked on Xu Chuyi's room.

"Xu Gu! Why don't you clarify?!"

Kevin was a little anxious and held Xu Chuyi's shoulders with both hands.

When Lin Zhiming and Wei Yunxian returned to China, they told him to take more care of this unfamiliar Xu Gu, but now he has caused such trouble.

Xu Chuyi seemed numb and couldn't speak, but kept shaking his head.

Kevin knew everything and repeatedly advised him: "You can clarify it face to face. This will not happen if they know the facts."

"This is an unnecessary crime!"