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The love grew stronger and stronger, the notes became faster and faster, and Mingyue's hands almost became a shadow, flying on the keyboard.

The emotions had reached their peak and suddenly slowed down.

The strikes of the piano keys again and again struck heavily on everyone's hearts.

Like asking, "Do you love me?"

It's like saying, "I love you! I love you a thousand times!"

After the performance ended, Mingyue stood up. Everyone came back to their senses after a while and warm applause broke out in the restaurant.

Countless people applauded her passionate emotions and superb piano skills.

Mingyue raised her eyes and met those eyes filled with surging love.

Mo Hengzhi rushed over impatiently, losing his usual reserve.

Mingyue was not in a hurry to come down. She stood on the stage, opened her arms, and waited for his arrival with a bright smile.

Everyone watched as the man excitedly ran towards the woman and hugged her warmly. The two embraced each other passionately!

Everyone around gave friendly applause, and they also felt happy when witnessing the beauty.

"Miss, are you a pianist?"

someone asked loudly.

The two men released their hug, but never let go of their holding hands.

"You could say that."

Mingyue replied with a smile. After all, she was a senior member of the Music Association, so it was not wrong to call her a pianist.

Mo Hengzhi held Mingyue's hand and returned to their dining table and began to eat. When they looked at each other, their eyes were filled with tenderness and affection.

When everyone saw the two of them return to their seats, they were tactful and did not disturb them.

A couple was talking in a low voice, and then they posted the video they had just taken online with the caption #Occasionally met the most beautiful pianist in my heart#.

No one expected that a video of playing the piano would cause such a stir.

The cause of the incident was that everyone thought the piano piece was nice, so they were all asking what the piece was called.

Mingyue had no idea about the online comments, so she didn't respond.

Just then, fans of a big internet celebrity rushed in.

——"This piano piece is obviously adapted from our Xiaoyou's "Story". Respect the original, everyone go listen to it!"

The person who took this video was quite far away from the piano table, so the video was blurry. Mingyue's face was not clear, not to mention the piano blocking it.

——"Don't you think girls who play the piano are pretty? Even though they are a little blurry, their gestures and movements show their good temperament."

——"It's funny. You lowly people only care about appearance. How can you tell she's a beauty from such a distance?"

——"Beauty is a feeling. I feel she is beautiful. I don't need your approval."

The fans of the internet celebrity Xiaoyou entered the scene and immediately muddied the waters.

——"A little-known person who adapted a piano piece is also worthy of being called the most beautiful pianist?"

——"That is, a person who can't even respect the original is not qualified to play the piano. Can't we tell that he just blindly adapts it?"

Mingyue didn’t know anything about the Internet and was learning within the system.

When he came out, he found that there were several calls on his cell phone, all from his senior brothers.

"what happened?"

Mingyue was too lazy to reply to each one, so she asked directly in their common WeChat group.

"Junior sister, is this you?"

Mingyue clicked on the video and knew that the restaurant was filmed that day.

"it's me."

"I remember you had a song called 'Mu Ai' before. Is this piano piece adapted from that song?"

We are all musicians, and we can tell this right away.

"Yes, Mu Ai is about young people's first love, passionate love, and then a tragic ending. But the prelude and the first half of this song, first love and passionate love, are similar to that song. I rearranged it later."

He Wang was a little curious.

"What's the name of the new song? It feels like the second half expresses a completely opposite emotion to 'Mu Ai'."

Mingyue: "'Confession', this song is called Confession. Unlike the bleak ending of 'Mu Ai', it focuses on the high-profile display of love during the passionate period."

“It sounds good and fits well.”

The senior brothers all praised him.

Bai Jin: "By the way, Yueyue, that internet celebrity has a lot of fans, do you need us to help you solve it?"

Cheng Jun: "Internet celebrities are prone to gossip. Yueyue needs to tell us that we are still somewhat well-known in the music industry."

Wu Xiao: "That Xiaoyou has offended Yueyue, and it's like kicking a wall. We need to let her know that she can't just take advantage of others' popularity."

Mingyue felt warm in her heart as she saw the support from her senior brothers.

"Thank you, brothers. I will remember your words. I can handle it myself."

After exiting the WeChat chat interface, she went to Weibo and clicked on the original post.

The girl who posted her video was also criticized. Some said she was blind, some said she didn't know how to appreciate, and some said she didn't respect the original and advocated plagiarism.

There were all kinds of comments. Those who didn't know would think Mingyue really plagiarized and that the girl had committed some heinous crime.

Xiaoyou has good traffic and her fans are on all major websites.

She was just broadcasting live and the video was pushed to Mingyue’s phone.

Mingyue clicked on it.

The man was playing the piano in the live broadcast room, and the background seemed to be in the yard.

"Thank you everyone for your likes!"

After finishing playing, she started chatting with fans on the barrage.

"Xiaoyou, that person plagiarized your "Story", you should sue her immediately, we support you in pursuing legal responsibility."

"That's right. We all support Xiaoyou."

Mingyue looked at the various comments in the comments and laughed out loud. If she didn't know that this person's "Story" was a plagiarism of her own "Mu Ai", she would have doubted her life.

"Let's forgive her when we can. The girl didn't use it for commercial purposes. She just played the instrument. As long as she apologizes to me, there's no need to pursue legal responsibility."

The host smiled after he finished speaking, showing his kindness and generosity.

"Our Xiaoyou is really kind, this is the anchor worth following."

"Other anchors only have good looks, but our Xiaoyou has talent, looks, and talent."

Mingyue could clearly sense that Xiaoyou was so pleased with the comments that she didn't explain, leaving everyone to misunderstand. Of course she wouldn't explain, after Monogatari made her famous, she became arrogant, and a group of fans were praising her.

"Host, I think the song that girl played is better than your "Monogatari" and her piano skills are better than yours."

When Xiaoyou saw these words, his expression suddenly changed. As expected of a host, he immediately put on a smile again.

She didn't even have to open her mouth, her fans came out in droves to fight for her.

"How can I be like my father? No matter how good her music is, it is still a plagiarism. Boycott plagiarism."

"Our Youyou is a member of the Music Association. What an honor this is. Who the hell does she think she is? How dare she compete with our Youyou in piano skills?"

Mingyue didn't expect that she was also a member of the Music Association, but she also saw her playing the piano just now.

All I can say is that she is mediocre and just like everyone else in the Music Association. With the flawed performance she just had, she couldn't even pass the Music Association's primary level.

"Host, can you explain why you chose to connect the second and third sections of your love song in this way?"

Mingyue’s account is a new one, even the name has not been changed.

Xiaoyou didn't expect that someone would actually ask about professional knowledge, so he pretended not to see Mingyue's comment and interacted with other comments.

Mingyue thought that person was quite bold as he actually opened a connection.

Mingyue applied for a connection directly, but was later told that she could not be connected without a fan light board.

She directly lit up the light board and gave a reward of one thousand yuan, and her fan level went up immediately.

Mingyue doesn't want to spend more money.

“Hello, does this fan have anything to ask?”

Xiaoyou had no idea what Mingyue had just asked, after all, her original nickname was not recognizable at all.

"I want to play a piece of music for you to guide me."

Mingyue said.

"Who is that person on the mic? His hands are pretty nice."

"It's a new account. I guess he was attracted by Xiaoyou's talent."

Mingyue turned on the camera, but she didn't show her face.

Xiaoyou readily agreed because she often connects with others and teaches them to play the piano.

Mingyue placed the phone on the side of the piano so that it could capture the area below her head.

"I think you hit a wall!"

Someone noticed the difference in Mingyue and said.

"What? You're not going to let Xiaoyou teach? Xiaoyou comes from a wealthy family and has been learning piano since he was a child. How can he not be as good as her? You're already badmouthing her before we even start dating. Do you know how to behave?"

The man was silent for a while, then he said:

"Did you see that guy's piano? If I'm not mistaken, it's a custom-made piano by a master, and it costs 20 million."

Mingyue is now in Yunding Villa, in a specially designed music room where she likes to tinker with music.

She simply connected several rooms, and there was a lot of space inside.

The piano is placed next to the floor-to-ceiling window. The sunlight shines in, and the light path radiates colorful and dazzling.

The woman's hands looked even whiter and more flawless in the sunlight.

"Twenty million?"

This price shocked many people.

"I just checked the map, and it is indeed 20 million."

"Did the anchor encounter a challenge?"

Xiaoyou is trying to take advantage of Mingyue's popularity, so many non-fans came to the live broadcast room today. Now that they see something interesting to watch, they immediately call their friends.

The number of people in the live broadcast room increased dramatically, but Xiaoyou was not so happy. She read the comments and knew that these people were waiting to laugh at her. She was now in a dilemma.

She really wanted to cut off the connection, but doing so would make her seem too deliberate.

When Mingyue's prelude sounded, they knew that Mingyue was not an ordinary person, she was obviously a professional.

"Professionals come here to show off. So what if they are capable? They have no character."

Mingyue didn't even look at the comments and just played the song seriously.

"Do you think this song is similar to the host's "Monogatari"? The interlude is very similar."

“Yes, the chord part is similar.”

Xiaoyou's face turned pale. She had heard this song before. Her "Story" was inspired by this song. She didn't expect to hear it now.

Music tailoring is a common phenomenon on the Internet, so she cut out some of them and sewed them into her own songs, which can also be said to be reference.

As long as the original author doesn't care, it's fine.

Even if she goes to court, she will not lose because domestic intellectual property rights are not strict.

But if something goes wrong during the live broadcast, her reputation will be ruined, with so many viewers in the live broadcast room.

"Anchor, you must listen to the end and don't run away midway."

Mingyue suddenly spoke up, making Xiaoyou want to close the live broadcast room but not daring to.

"It's different. I think the music he plays is better."

"I feel the same way. Although I thought Monogatari was pretty good before, it always felt a little off, but this song doesn't have that feeling."

"What are you barking about? Are you guys hired by someone?"

"Exactly. Who is this guy trying to get traffic? If you want to be famous, just say so. What's the big deal about getting traffic from my Youyou?"

"You are a coward, an ugly freak who dares not show his face. What are you pretending for?"