The song "The Actor" at the beginning stunned me with its portrayal of the aloof school be

The moment the chorus explodes.

Jiang Che's voice was like a knife, cleaving through the extremely oppressive atmosphere of the entire auditorium.

Actually, I was the only audience member.

Actually, I could tell you were a little reluctant to part ways.

"The scene is also used to our back-and-forth pulling."

"What are you still arguing about?"

The high notes are accurate and full.

The lyrics are so blunt they're almost cruel.

The music and the vocals blended perfectly, creating a shockwave that swept through the eardrums of 1,200 audience members.

The entire audience got goosebumps.

Several girls in the front row near the stage instinctively hugged their arms tightly, while the boys in the back row felt a chill run down their spines.

The song jumps abruptly from the lightheartedness of the verses to the jarring intensity of the chorus, with an absurdly large emotional shift, like someone calmly telling a story, only to suddenly reveal their scars to you.

More advanced.

It is also more deadly.

"Actually, it's not necessarily true that they can't be separated."

"The worst thing about relationships is dragging things out."

"The more important the scenes, the less I could cry."

Is it still worth it?

The singing echoed beneath the dome of the auditorium.

Some people in the audience already had tears in their eyes.

Especially for those who have had similar experiences, the lyrics have precisely struck a nerve, each word piercing their hearts.

Some girls had already started secretly wiping away their tears.

Even the boy next to her had a red nose and was pretending to rub his eyes.

It was as shocking as it was.

After the initial shock gradually subsided.

Questions began to emerge from several directions.

......

On the judges' panel.

Tonight's anniversary gala has invited several professors from the music department to serve as judges.

Sitting in the very center is Zhao Deming, the deputy director of the music department. He has gray hair and wears gold-rimmed glasses. He has taught composition and music theory at Jiangcheng University for more than 30 years.

His face was deeply furrowed at that moment.

Sitting next to him was vocal professor Sun Ying, who also looked solemn.

The two looked at each other and saw the same word in each other's eyes.

Strange.

That's so weird.

Zhao Deming whispered to Sun Ying, "Have you heard this song before?"

Sun Ying shook her head: "No, I have absolutely no recollection of it."

"The lyrics and music are both top-notch." Zhao Deming's voice was very low. "The narrative structure, the hook in the chorus, the emotional progression... this stuff can compete in the professional market."

"A third-year university student, could they possibly write that?"

Sun Ying didn't speak, but her silence was the answer.

I can't write it down.

Based on her understanding of Jiang Che, at least she couldn't have written it.

Jiang Che's academic performance was indeed excellent, but that excellence lay in singing and basic music theory.

Creative ability? Never demonstrated.

Let alone finished products of this industry-level standard, even his usual classroom assignments are mediocre and nothing special.

How could someone write a song like this overnight?

Zhao Deming tapped his fingers unconsciously on the armrest twice, his gaze becoming scrutinizing.

The word "ghostwriting" had been swirling in his mind for a long time.

Or, to put it more directly.

"Song."

They borrowed an obscure song from some unknown place and presented it as an original at the school anniversary gala.

This kind of thing is nothing new in the music industry.

It could even be said that this is quite common.

Zhao Deming didn't say anything on the spot, but his eyes had already turned cold.

If it turns out it was indeed plagiarized.

Jiang Che will definitely face punishment.

......

In the audience, several classmates next to Lin Wei were also whispering among themselves.

"This song is so good! When did Jiang Che become such a songwriter?"

"Can he write songs? Do you believe it?"

A girl who was on good terms with Lin Wei pouted sourly.

"If he were that good, why would he have stayed at school like a nobody? He would have been snatched up by a talent agency long ago."

"That means it's probably an obscure song that was dug up from somewhere online."

"This kind of thing happens all the time now. Just grab a song by an indie musician, tweak it a bit, and who's going to find out?"

"No wonder he dared to go on stage; he came prepared."

The group of people talked amongst themselves, becoming more and more certain as they spoke.

Lin Wei sat in the middle, without saying a word.

Her heart skipped a beat.

To be honest, this song was so beautiful it made her nervous.

She had been dating Jiang Che for two years and never knew he was this capable.

But she refused to admit that Jiang Che could actually write it.

Because if he really wrote this song.

Then she didn't just dump a "poor student with no future".

This thought made her extremely uncomfortable.

So she prefers to believe that the song was plagiarized.

It must be copied.

Lin Wei gave a cold laugh and echoed her words.

"Just wait, they'll be exposed sooner or later."

Her tone was very confident.

But her clenched fingers betrayed her inner unease.

......

And backstage at this moment.

That's the quietest place tonight.

Lin Xi'er stood at the backstage entrance, holding the bouquet of roses, motionless, like a sculpture.

Her mind was racing.

From childhood to adulthood, she has had access to musical resources that most people wouldn't even dare to dream of.

Her father is the chairman of Tingxian Entertainment, and her family has connections with musicians who make up half of the Chinese music scene.

She started learning piano at the age of five, vocal music at the age of eight, and at the age of twelve, she went to the recording studio with top producers in the industry to observe.

Over the past ten years, she has become intimately familiar with the entire Chinese music scene.

Whether it's the general public or a niche group, whether it's mainstream or underground.

She can basically match any of the works that have been released to her name.

But this song is called "The Actor".

She searched through all the memories in her mind.

Not a single melody matches.

Not a single lyric matches.

There are not even works with similar styles to refer to.

What does this mean?

Either the song came from a source she had no idea about.

Or not?

This song is indeed an original work by Jiang Che.

If it's the former, how deep must this "channel" be to deceive someone who has been immersed in the music industry since childhood?

If it's the latter...

Lin Xi'er dared not think any further.

A junior college student wrote a song of industry-level quality.

The lyrics, music, arrangement, and singing were all done by one person.

This can no longer be described as simply "talented".

That's called horror.

The criticism was dismissed as "plagiarism" by others.

But for her, it became an inexplicable shock.

Because she knew better than anyone else that if the song really couldn't be traced back to its source, then there was only one possibility left.

Lin Xi'er's gaze traveled through the backstage passageway and was fixed on the figure on the stage illuminated by the lights.

She suddenly really wanted to know the answer.

It's not for the purpose of questioning.

It was to confirm a wild guess.

......

Jiang Che on the stage was completely unaware of all of this.

He was engrossed in his performance.

This song is one of Xue Zhiqian's representative works from his previous life.

This song wasn't difficult for him to sing.

Perhaps he cannot perfectly recreate Xue Zhiqian's persona.

But that's enough to crush everything on this stage.

The song is coming to an end.

Jiang Che's voice gradually softened, like a lamp slowly going out.

"My nonchalant attitude was my final act."

"I chose to perform because I love you, this kind of selflessness..."

The last note flowed from the piano, echoing for a very long time in the silent auditorium.

Then it dissipated.

And as the last note faded away.

Lin Wei's hand trembled slightly.

She felt as if she had truly lost something.

......

at the same time.

The school forum's live chat thread has exploded.

"Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap! Is anyone in the auditorium?! What song is Jiang Che from the music department singing?! It's absolutely amazing!"

"I was there! I was stunned! Are these really people from our school?"

"Is there a video recording? Please record it!"

"Recorded, will be sent later."

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