Mr. Zhang is a music teacher, a music master, huh... a former music master. (∵){}

In the music industry, Mr. Zhang’s most glorious period has been pushed to 20 years ago. In the past 20 years, Mr. Zhang has spent more time interpersonal communication and investment management. In fact, most of the music produced comes from his behind-the-scenes team and his disciples.

Mr. Zhang likes to accept disciples very much. He has more than 100 disciples in his lifetime. Unfortunately, not many of them have become famous, and only a handful of them have famous songs.

This made Mr. Zhang hear some theories behind him, saying that he had lost all his talents, which made him quite angry.

"Hmph, what do those who are jealous of me know? This is called music teamwork and industrialization. So what if there is no famous song? The music I sell every year is ten times or twenty times theirs!"

Mr. Zhang was disdainful on the surface, but was also worried in secret. Why couldn’t he think of a good song? Why did he have so many people in his team, but none of them were musical geniuses so that he could package it?

At that time, if you add one of the producers and rely on your position in the music industry, will you become popular immediately?

"Old Zhang, Old Zhang!"

Mr. Zhang, who was sitting upright in the study, drinking tea and pondering, was suddenly woken up by his assistant.

"What's wrong, Xiao Liu." Old Zhang looked at Xiao Liu with an excited look on his face and nodded slightly and said, "What's wrong, is it my apprentice who has a good song?"

"This is not, but a new song has become popular on the Internet recently."

"Online song?" Zhang Lao snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "How useful can a song that is popular with a simple rhythm? Is it necessary to find me?"

"If you think there is profit margin, you can sign the contract by yourself." Mr. Zhang said, and took the tablet computer and turned on the play button.

Zagu is in progress!

Majestic, magnificent, shocking and grand!

"Hiss..." Just a few seconds after hearing this, Old Zhang began to take a slow breath, and his eyes suddenly solidified on his face.

After listening to the song, Mr. Zhang couldn't wait to choose to play it again.

After listening to it again, playing it again, and after looping it for at least five times, Mr. Zhang sighed: "Young people are so terrifying. This is definitely not something that our generation can create. It is so strong and intense, I don't know what his experience has."

"Old Zhang, this is a college student who uses arrangement software." The assistant whispered and took out a document for Mr. Zhang to watch.

After Zhang Zhang looked at the document, he began to frown: "A college student?"

"Are you a liberal arts?" said Mr. Zhang: "It's impossible. How could such a talented music genius learn liberal arts and have been unknown."

"Yes." The assistant nodded and said, "Our lover checked him, Mr. Zhang, do you know what's going on?"

"Hmm? What's going on?" asked Mr. Zhang.

"Haha, this guy has never learned music, nor has he any music teacher."

"I haven't learned music... Wait, you said he doesn't have a music teacher!" Mr. Zhang stood up: "There's a problem with this. How could such a good and atmospheric song be created by no teacher? He clearly plagiarized!"

"Yes, it's just plagiarism!" the assistant nodded and then said, "The Zhao family just called us. They felt that the student had plagiarized a master's work, so they wanted to ask us if there was a treasured piece of music that had been stolen."

"Um?"

Mr. Zhang glanced at the assistant and whispered: "The phone number of the Zhao family?"

"Yes." The assistant nodded.

"Sure?"

"Confirm!" The assistant took out his phone and turned on the screensaver, which listed the phone numbers from a big man from the Zhao family who called himself.

"Well... I think I do think of it. I did create a similar song. I haven't composed the lyrics yet, so I didn't publish them. I'll look for them." Zhang Lao said: "Haha, assistant, you can also ask this student, tell him that it's wrong to plagiarize, or expose the name of the real composer as soon as possible."

"Please rest assured, Mr. Zhang." The assistant nodded and left understandingly.

"Oh, let's see, let's see." Old Zhang sat in his seat and changed his posture comfortably. After listening to Zagu twice, he was moving forward. The more he listened, the more he became more and more excited he wanted to take this song for himself.

It is not the first time Mr. Zhang has done this. He steals other people's famous songs, but he does it very carefully every time and accepts the other party as his disciple. But now this time, it is a little different. This song is really great. If the other party was not just a college student and had no experience in the music circle, no matter how old Mr. Zhang is, he would not dare to try this.

"Lucky." Old Zhang touched his short beard and breathed quickly, "With this song, I am a recognized master. Not only in the Eastern Region, but also in other regions and music temples, they dare not disagree to add my name!"

Under the urge to profit, Mr. Zhang's heart had already set the tone.

At the Obecca Hotel, Zhou Tao and Lin Tian didn’t know that because of a piece of music, Zhou Tao’s experience and music were too sparse, it attracted the attention and conspiracy of those who were interested.

Lin Tianzheng was studying the human consciousness body in this world. From his soul eye, he could see that the current Zaku 1 robot was surrounded by a large number of blue halos, and these blue halos were constantly trembling and very active.

They are the unique mental power formed by people's love and sense of substitution in this world. They contain considerable energy, but Lin Tian cannot use them. Even if they are just using them to strengthen the Zaku 1 robot itself, it seems that it cannot be done.

Zhou Tao didn't know what Lin Tian was doing, he just remotely controlled the Zhagu 1 robot and participated in the next competition after another.

In the ring, Zhagu1 robot won five consecutive times and qualified for the final.

At this time, it was already time for the dinner, and all the contestants were invited to enjoy a sumptuous dinner.

During the break, Zhou Tao suddenly found himself surrounded by a group of reporters. These reporters surrounded Zhou Tao and asked questions.

Some media, thinking further, actually found Zhou Tao's teachers and classmates since childhood, and obtained a lot of first-hand information, which saved several detectives hired by music companies.

Zhou Tao's childhood has appeared in the eyes of many company executives.

Soon, a rumor spread in the music circle. It is said that Zhang Yueling, a well-known music master in the East Region, was the original author of the Zaku March. He accidentally lost the score in a month. He didn't care at that time. After all, there were still several paragraphs of the score that were not thought about, and he didn't expect it to be circulated on the Internet, which made Zhang Lao very distressed.

However, Zhou Tao insisted that he was the original author, but his background and experience did not look like a music genius no matter how he looked. Therefore, in the eyes of many people in the music circle, Zhou Tao has been labeled as a plagiarist's identity nameplate.

As for what Mr. Zhang said, many people in the music industry still doubted it, but everyone looked up and looked down. Without clear evidence, no one would stand up and question Mr. Zhang.

So, with the end of the dinner and the finals began, all major media in the East Region had empty pages, publishing the doubts in the music industry.

A college student who has never had professional music training experience and has not shown the quality of a musician is really the original author of a master-level masterpiece?

"The Master has ordered it."

Several cameramen who are broadcasting the final heard the voice of their assistant: "Photo shoot Zhou Tao's close-up camera more, and he might become popular in these few days."

"Because of Zhagu1 robot?" asked a cameraman.

"It seems to be a plagiarism," the assistant said.

"Plaintiff?" The cameraman frowned and looked at Zhou Tao: "Is he a plagiarist?"

"I can't tell, I look quite introverted."

"Who knows, just take a more shot. Pay attention, the Zaku 1 robot is going to come on stage!"

In the ring, the finals will naturally be more grand. The best lights are turned on and shine on the ring.

As the body with the most popular call for the championship, the Zaku1 robot was the first to take the stage.

The Zaku 1 robot flew up and landed slowly. Then the enlarged three-dimensional model of the Zaku 1 robot appeared behind the large screen, and the exciting edits of the previous games of the Zaku 1 robot began to be played.

"It's well edited. No wonder the film industry in this world can be so hot, and it's a perfect match for the earth of the same era."

Lin Tian exclaimed at the violent and beautiful fighting movements of the Zaku 1 robot on the big screen, and the special effects scene where the steel was trembling and fragments flew across the wall. Then Lin Tian noticed that there seemed to be a lot more in the eyes of the media personnel around him looking at Zhou Tao.

"Um?"

Lin Tian happened to be unable to understand the research, so he simply gave up and ran to these media workers to eavesdrop on them.

Finally, Lin Tian found out about it in a toilet.

"Why is it the music that caused the trouble again?"

Lin Tian whispered: "Well... such a musician deserves to be called a master?"

"But, let's make a fuss. It's better to peel off your skin if you make a big fuss!"

Lin Tian shook his head, remembered several key names in his heart, and planned to check it out after going back.

At this time, the tense robot competition continued on the arena.

A crawler robot was driven in front of the Zhagu1 robot. The upper body of the robot was a tauren, with stainless steel armor all over his body, and there were no arms. The original position of the arms directly turned into two powerful crossbow launchers.

"It's Donim!"

"The body of Planet Studio, the champion team of the last competition!" The referee shouted: "It can be seen that they are very afraid of the Zaku 1 robot. We can see that Donim has equipped new components. Obviously, in order to fight against the Zaku 1 robot, the members of Planet Studio took out their trump cards."

"Let's look forward to the next championship game. I believe this will be a battle of dragons and tigers!"

The referee waved his hand suddenly and signaled the start of the game.

Then, when Zhou Tao was about to change his moves flexibly and look at the opponent's strength, the voice of the Supreme Elder Lin Tian in his mind appeared: "Speed ​​battle and quick decision, start the acceleration mode, and make it instantly!"

"Flash kill?"

Zhou Tao was slightly stunned and did not dare to refute, so he quickly pressed the code.

On the ring, the Zaku 1 robot took the lead. He stepped forward and backward, bent down, making the most standard starting position like a sprinter.

"boom!"

The air jet ejected a sky blue flame, bringing amazing acceleration to the Zaku1 robot.

Zhagu1 robot drew a afterimage in the ring like a cheetah, and it also held the handle of a short and concise short sword in its hand.

Swish!

The moment he intersected with Donim, the Zaku 1 robot drew a short sword and brought out a dazzling white sword light.

The Zaku1 robot stopped and, in a half-kneeling position, a faint white air appeared all over his body.

But Donim, behind him, suddenly shook his body and actually broke into two halves with a snap.

"What happened just now?"
To be continued...