[D*mn, I was wondering why the two songs didnât sound the same. The emotions are different!]
Seeing this comment, many passers-by were instantly enlightened.
As for the keys or beats or whatever, probably only the professionals among them would understand.
Lu Anâs fans continued â
[Also, hasnât it already been confirmed that itâs not her biological mother? Letâs not talk about the benefits she enjoyed previously because of someone elseâs mother. After all, our little sister also grew up in another family. However, this is about a creative work and ownership. No matter what, she should return it, right?]
[Someone actually said something about collecting a debt? Let me ask you: If someone misappropriates something which belongs to your biological mother, along with the fame and fortune that comes with it, but says nothing at all about your motherâs kindness toward her, how would you feel?]
[Why should I let her continue using it? Iâm already doing her a favor by not making her spit out the capital and interest on top of that, understand?]
Lu Anâs fans were utterly speechless!
[That⦠that canât be called stealing, right? She just forgot to return it. How would it occur to her to do that right away?]
[Thatâs right, thatâs right.]
Qi Yanâs fans felt guilty, but still insisted on muttering retorts.
Lu Anâs fans were too lazy to bother with them anymore. Did she really forget to return it, or did it never occur to her? Who knew!
On the other side, Qi Yan had already quickly sorted herself out. She said in a weak and pitiful voice to Lu An, âI, Iâm sorry. I didnât consider it to that extent.
âI should have returned it after it was confirmed that Iâm not Momâs daughter. I, I know I was wrong. Iâll return it right now!â
As Qi Yan spoke, she was already beyond upset. She turned around and apologized to everyone. âIâm very sorry. Iâm Qi Yan. This song, âSmoke,â was given to me by my previous mother. I changed it a little based on my own preferences, and took it as my own. I never thought that my mother would turn out to not be my mother.
âIâm very sorry, I already know that I was wrong. I hereby officially clarify to everyone that this song, âSmokeâ, was composed by my previous mother, Madam Man Ying. Iâm very ashamed that I changed it a little and took it as my own. No matter what anyone says, Iâll accept it.
âIt was my fault that this misunderstanding happened. Miss Lu canât help but feel indignant on her motherâs behalf. Iâm very sorry for wasting everyoneâs time and taking advantage of public resources. I apologize to Miss Lu again!â
As Qi Yan spoke, she bowed slightly to Lu An, tears and snot running down her face.
Many people below the stage couldnât help but sympathize. They felt that it wasnât a big deal; after all, it wasnât intentional.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
On the side, Lu An said, âIt shouldnât be just an apology, right?
âThereâs also the reputation and profits you earned from this song.
âOf course, we can put reputation aside. Whether or not youâll still have a good reputation after today is another matter. However, profits can be calculated.
âFor example, marketing, production, performances, endorsements, and so on. If we calculate the expenses for these projects, after removing all the costs for your own labor, shouldnât you return the rest to my mother?â
âThisâ¦â
Qi Yan was completely stumped. She never expected Lu An to be so serious. Did she want her to spit out all the money she had earned from this song all these years?
âHeh!â
Qi Yan found it funny and couldnât help but feel indignant.