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“Yu, do you have Xiang Nan’s phone number?” asked Huo Yao.
Tong Yu was surprised by the question. He nodded. “I do.”
“Send it to . I need it,” said Huo Yao.
“Don’t tell you are going to call him?” Tong Yu automatically assud she wanted to do it.
Huo Yao pursed her lips. “Nope.”
Huo Yao probably was not that sort of person, so Tong Yu nodded and agreed. “I’ll text you the number later.”
“Thanks.” Huo Yao nodded before she left.
Tong Yu shook his head helplessly. Why did he tell Huo Yao so much?
It was not like she could help the situation beco better.
Tong Yu drove off before long.
After Huo Yao returned to the villa, she washed up and sat down in front of the desk.
She turned on the computer, created a program, and sent it to Xiang Nan’s phone and computer.
Then she went to bed.
**
The next day, Huo Xiang did not go to the company. He did not put much thought into it when Tong Yu had called him earlier to tell him to take a break today.
Since Huo Xiang was not done producing his new song, he drove back to his villa.
Huo Xiang had professional music equipnt at ho, which contained all his past creations. He entered his studio and worked on finishing the lyrics for his new song.
Huo Xiang worked until 5:00 pm before he finally finished the song and left with a demo and headed to the company.
He received a call from his little sister while he was on his way to the company.
Huo Xiang put on his bluetooth earphones and said happily, “Hi, Yao.”
Huo Yao could detect the happiness in his voice. He clearly had yet to learn about the rumours on the internet. She asked him. “Brother Xiang, are you ho or out?”
“I’m heading to the company right now.” Huo Xiang glanced at the song by the side.
Huo Yao pressed her forehead. “Why are you going there at this hour?”
“I just finished the song and wanted to take the demo to the company to make so adjustnts,” said Huo Xiang candidly.
Huo Yao contemplated for two seconds and said, “Have you written a new song?”
“I’ve been working for it for over half a year, but I suddenly felt inspired and finished it.” Huo Xiang was sowhat sad when he brought this up.
Owing to his health, he had abandoned himself to despair for a long ti. Now that he had recovered, it was about ti he picked up the unfinished work.
“Oh, I’m so curious about your new song. Do I have the honor of listening to it first?” asked Huo Yao.
Huo Xiang laughed out loud as he said, “You are my little sister. Of course, you can be the first to listen to it. But it’s just a demo. Why don’t you listen to the final version after I am done producing it?”
“It’s fine. Even if it’s a demo, it’s still your work,” said Huo Yao with a straight face.
Her words sounded extrely flattering.
Huo Xiang instantly turned the car around. “Sure. I’ll let you listen to it first and head to the office another ti.”
“Great. Co ho. I’ll wait for you here,” replied Huo Yao agreeably.
“Uh huh. Be there in about 20 minutes.” Huo Xiang hung up the phone.
*
Huo Yao took a look at Xiang Nan’s Weibo hopage while she waited for Huo Xiang. She listened to the song which Huo Xiang was accused of stealing, carefully.
Although she had never learned music, she could appreciate the song. Also, she had been listening to Huo Xiang’s music a lot lately, so she could tell that this was clearly Huo Xiang’s style.
If anyone was guilty of plagiarism, Xiang Nan seed to be the more likely culprit.
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