Chapter 657: The First Wave of Face Slaps

"There is a lot of trouble on the Internet. I can't find your information. They are attacking others, Lanting, Shengchang, and Donghuang who plans to buy your copyright. 100 million copyright fees, saying that you are equivalent to fraud." The other party said. Ask: "What are you going to do?"

He was stunned when he heard the copyright fee.

Before Gu Mang, the most expensive song in China was listened to by the king of the music world, and the copyright fee was 90 million yuan.

Gu Mang directly broke the ceiling of Sheng Ting and sold 100 million.

Unsurprisingly, it was still shocking.

No matter what this guy does, he will do it to the extreme.

Even arranging and composing is just for fun.

Gu Mang tapped the armrest of the sofa with his fingers, and the aura around him was cold and irritable.

After a long while, she lifted her eyelids, stared at the phone on the coffee table, and narrowed her eyes.

Slowly said, "I remember that your CISAC has my video, so I didn't delete it."

Lu Chengzhou looked at Gu Mang.

CISAC, the caller is from the International Composer Society.

The other party smiled, "How dare we delete your video."

"Okay." Gu Mang raised the corner of his mouth lightly, "It's more beautiful."

The other side looked at the news on the computer.

"Master Bi and the Piano Association personally went out and said that this was Gu Yin's tune, how could it be fake?"

"It's such a big deal, Gu Mang said she wrote it casually, why didn't anyone prove it to her?"

"Someone can prove to her that she came out early haha..."

The other party took a slow breath, his blood pressure was a little high, "It's really fucking like there's no one behind you, today our Composer Association will teach them how to behave!"

People in the academic world always put the word Wenya on their lips, and this was the first time he used swear words.

Gu Mang raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Hang up over there.

Lu Chengzhou looked at Gu Mang and asked in a low voice, "What does the Composer Association have to do with you?"

Gu Mang glanced at him and said without emotion, "Oh, my dad used to be the president over there. They kept asking me to inherit my dad's position, but I didn't agree."

After she finished speaking, she got up and went to the entrance.

It was the first time that Lu Chengzhou heard her mention her parents and looked straight at her.

Gu Mang took out the computer from the backpack on the cabinet at the entrance and folded it back.

The computer is turned on on the coffee table, and people sit on the ground at will.

Fingers tap quickly on the keyboard.

His face was expressionless, his eyebrows cold and arrogant.

...

The Headquarters of the Composer Society.

The old man who called Gu Mang was President Wen Zexing, the current leader.

He put down his phone, raised his head and instructed his assistant, "Use the official Weibo of the Music Association, send a video out, and I'll tell you to type."

"Yes." The assistant responded and immediately edited Weibo.

There are not many fans on the official blog of the Composer Association, and the members of the association are originally behind-the-scenes music workers.

But the first time the video was uploaded, it was immediately placed at the top of the Weibo hot search.

The assistant was stunned for a while, turned to Wen Zexing, and said in disbelief, "President, our Weibo has been pinned to the top."

Wen Zexing knew who did it without thinking.

His year-end friend has never been very patient, and the solution is simple and rude.

This time even Weibo was directly black.

...

On Weibo, Gu Mang was scolded and the remarks calling her to come out and apologize intensified.

Hundreds of thousands of comments below the dance video of the Medical Department are ugly and unsightly.

At this time, someone noticed that the top of Weibo suddenly became a Weibo of the International Composer Association.

[Master Bi said in an interview that he heard this piece for the first time two years ago, but Gu Mang played this piece in our association when he was thirteen years old, and she wrote it casually on the spot. Below is the video. 】