Chapter 362
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Huo Xiang came home 20 minutes later with a cassette tape in his hand.
Huo Yao glanced at him. When she saw that he looked normal, she narrowed her eyes and said, "Brother Xiang, you're home."
"Uh huh," acknowledged Huo Xiang before he waved the cassette tape in the air. "Listen to the new song, but it's not the finished product yet."
"Okay." Huo Yao put down her phone.
Huo Xiang walked up to the cassette player and pressed the play button after inserting the tape.
Before long, a cappella was played. Since it was not tuned, she could only listen to the original version.
Huo Yao listened quietly. The lyrics and tones were almost the same as what she had heard on the internet.
Huo Xiang stood in front of the cassette player. After the song ended, he raised his brow and looked at his little sister confidently. "What do you think? Is Fourth Brother's song good? "
"It is." Huo Yao nodded. She paused for a second before she said, "Brother Xiang, play it again."
Huo Xiang's smile deepened as he pressed the play button again.
After listening to it again, Huo Yao casually asked him. "Brother Xiang, have you let anyone else listen to this song?"
Huo Xiang took out the cassette and sat down on the couch next to his little sister. "Nope. I let Tong and a few others listen to the half-finished version, but you're the first one to listen to the complete version."
Huo Yao touched her chin and suddenly asked him. "Do musicians like you sometimes use the same tune as others when composing?"
Huo Xiang glanced at his little sister with a smile and said, "If it's a coincidence, it depends on how you define it. If you're inspired by someone else's song, the song might be similar and the style is similar, but it can only be considered an imitation."
"What if the lyrics and melody are exactly the same?" Huo Yao tilted her head sideways.
"It's even more impossible for the lyrics and melody to be exactly the same unless an insider plagiarized it." Huo Xiang asked quizzically. "Yao, why would you suddenly ask me such a question?"
"Oh," replied Huo Yao. "I'm just curious."
"How could something like clashing tunes happen to me, your fourth brother? I'm not trying to brag, but in the entire music industry, only people imitate me, not me. "Huo Xiang raised his chin high.
Huo Yao raised her hand and stroked his curly hair. "Uh huh. Brother Xiang is the best."
He had a doting expression on his face.
Huo Xiang: "!"
There it was again.
Huo Yao narrowed her eyes and crossed her legs lazily. Huo Xiang had just finished writing the song today. Here was the problem. Where did Xiang Nan get his copy, which was even better than her brother's?
If Xiang Nan had gotten hold of his fourth older brother's half-finished product and wanted to make it himself, the melody would be different. Even if it was the same, it would be a one in a million chance, right?
Not to mention that it was the exact same tune.
The origin was a little strange.
Huo Yao's phone vibrated. She snapped out of her thoughts and picked it up to glance at it. Then she pulled out her earphones and put them on unhurriedly.
He clicked on a small app on his phone, and soon, a conversation between a man and a woman came from his earpiece.
She had never heard the man's voice before, but the woman's voice was very familiar.
Huo Yao rubbed her earphones gently in surprise.
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