thefictionvixens Chapter 27 A Great Victory
Chapter 27 A Great Victory
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As soon as he stepped off the stage, three system messages arrived in quick succession. Without bothering to read them carefully, Chen Fan hurriedly went backstage.
Fortunately, I quickly found a staff member. "Hello, I am Fanren Bufan. I would like to retrieve the song manuscript I just received."
"Oh, Sister Youyou has already given me the manuscript, and she told me to give it to you personally!"
"Thanks!"
Chen Fan was greatly surprised.
But his personal feelings for Youyou have increased again.
Sister Youyou is indeed very efficient and straightforward in handling matters!
Chen Fan walked out of the stadium with the manuscript, but turned around and squatted down in a shady corner.
"Hey buddy, you sell tickets too?"
A voice suddenly came from the shadows, startling Chen Fan!
"Holy crap! Dude! That's terrifying!"
While complaining, Chen Fan glanced at his older brother, who was not far from him. His brother was very thin and wiry, and his whole body was swaying inside his coat.
"Hehe!" The older brother grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth, exposing his long history of smoking.
"This young man is quite strong, but he's so timid!"
"You haven't sold out of tickets?"
Upon hearing this, Chen Fan looked himself up and down, completely baffled as to what made him look like a scalper.
"Ah, you bet! These kids are too cunning! They're not easy to fool!"
Chen Fan casually replied.
The older brother slyly shared his advice with him: "Just tell him your seat is right below the stands, facing the spectators, so you can see everything clearly!"
"Find a few more photos of the front of the stage and show them!"
"If that doesn't work, offer a discount. Tell them there will be a 20% discount next time!"
After listening, Chen Fan gave his older brother a thumbs up, "Awesome, bro!"
This front-row enticement is just a string of empty promises and discounts!
Are you a local from Beijing?
"Um!"
Seeing that the young man was getting the hang of things, the older brother nodded.
"Do you know those judges for the competition?"
"I know!"
The man got excited when this topic came up, smoothed his non-existent hair, and started rambling on.
When things got exciting, the older brother even brought up the gossip about the judges when they were young, as if it were his own treasure.
Chen Fan nodded repeatedly as he listened, but in his heart he thought: No wonder he understands the thoughts of fans so well when he becomes a scalper, he's a veteran fan!
"Sigh, of all these judges, this kid is the most rude and unethical!"
As the older brother was speaking, he suddenly let out a cold laugh. Chen Fan followed his gaze to the main entrance of the stadium, where he saw Wang Junhai walking out with a fake smile on his face.
"What do you mean? I saw online that this person has some talent for music production?"
"Him?! Give me a break! If he were any good, I'd cut off my head and use it as a football!"
Chen Fan immediately perked up upon hearing this. "Since I have nothing else to do, could you tell me more about it?"
"Back in the day, this guy sent his girlfriend to a rich businessman's bed to secure his first investment!"
"That inhuman bastard, if his name is on a piece of work, I won't even give it a second glance!"
This news was undeniably explosive, but Chen Fan was puzzled: "How did you know about something so secretive?"
The older brother chuckled, "Back then, he and his girlfriend rented our house!"
Upon hearing this, Chen Fan immediately felt a deep respect for his elder brother.
So it was the landlord! That makes the gossip very believable!
While the two were chatting, the judges finished their pleasantries and got into their cars and left.
Upon seeing this, Chen Fan quickly put on a hat and mask and followed him to the parking lot.
"Brother, see you again someday!"
"Sure, sure! I've been selling tickets here during the competition. Come chat sometime!"
Chen Fan followed Wang Junhai to the parking lot. After seeing him get into the car, he quickly hailed a taxi and followed behind at a distance.
The taxi driver glared at him several times in the rearview mirror when he saw his expression.
Chen Fan, however, was completely unaware of what was happening, only instructing his master, "Don't lose them, but don't get too close!"
Wang Junhai's car entered an upscale residential area, and the driver explained, "Young man, taxis aren't allowed in here. You'll have to get out."
Chen Fan paid the fare and got out of the car, staring at the residential area, his eyes darkening again.
At the same time, Wang Junhai was also casting a wide net.
He couldn't reveal a single clue about hiring someone to "impersonate" him, otherwise he'd be finished before Chen Fan even got a chance to do anything.
The only feasible option is to find a fool who's desperate for fame to be the one to take the lead.
He remained behind the scenes, strategizing and planning.
At that moment, he sent messages to several old classmates who had been feeling frustrated and unsuccessful.
They even added a seductive line at the end: "Once this song is recognized as 'your work,' the copyright is yours, and anyone who sings it in the future will have to pay you!"
There are many people who are the same age as Wang Junhai and have continued to make music, but few have achieved the same level of fame as him.
Small success depends on luck, great success depends on fate, and Wang Junhai has always been the one with good fortune.
He had always looked down on people because of his greater fame, and when this news came out, no one paid any attention to him.
Wang Junhai, however, seemed completely oblivious to others' dislike of him and continued sending messages.
"You've been lukewarm in popularity, all you're missing is an opportunity! Just imagine, once this happens, the whole country will know your name!"
"Our show is so popular overseas, you can choose whatever music you want to make then, right?"
"If you hesitate any longer, this opportunity will go to someone else, and then this chance to connect you with a film studio..."
This is Wang Junhai's usual tactic: first coaxing and then making empty promises, and if that doesn't work, then threatening.
Sure enough, as soon as he said that, the other party called back.
"Brother Hai, this is a frame-up! If you get caught, you'll go to jail!"
Wang Junhai scoffed, "Who said this is a frame-up? That song was written by you, he just stole it! You're just taking back what's yours!"
"But......"
"No buts!" Wang Junhai's voice suddenly turned cold. "Do you think I just picked you out randomly? You and I both know perfectly well what happened with your graduation project back then. If I hadn't shown you mercy, you wouldn't even have gotten your diploma. And what are you pretending to be so high and mighty for?"
The other person was breathing heavily, seemingly lost in thought. Wang Junhai, however, spoke earnestly, "Isn't this all for your own good? If you miss this opportunity, you'll really have to teach at the music school for the rest of your life!"
"I'll prepare the sheet music later. Let's meet for supper, and I'll give it to you personally!"
After giving his instructions, Wang Junhai hung up the phone and saved the recording.
A middle-aged man was left standing there, phone in hand, lost in thought: With the royalties, he could finally live like a human being. Besides, I really did write a similar melody for that song, I just didn't publish it, so it's not exactly a lie...
Chen Fan never expected that he would have to wait until the next night.
Wang Junhai drove out as usual, and Chen Fan quickly hailed a taxi to follow him.
The car headed north and arrived at a lavishly decorated restaurant.
Chen Fan got out of the car and continued following. Just as he captured a shot of Wang Junhai holding a file folder, he was suddenly slapped on the back.
"Hey! My friend!"