Chapter 362: Exactly the same tune

More than twenty minutes later, Huo Xiang returned home, still holding a tape in his hand.
Huo Yao looked at him and saw that his expression was the same, his peachy eyes narrowed slightly, and he said: "Fourth brother, you are back."
Huo Xiang hummed, then raised the tape in mid-air, "Listen to you the new song, but this is not the finished product."
"Good." Huo Yao put down the phone.
Huo Xiang walked to the player, put the tape in, and then pressed the play button.
Soon, a cappella was played, and the tone was not tuned, so what I heard was the most primitive and pure version.
Huo Yao listened quietly, and the tones of words and music in it were almost the same as what she had heard on the Internet.
Huo Xiang had been standing in front of the player. After the song was finished, he raised his eyebrows to look at his sister, with a flamboyant self-confidence on his face, "How about? Is the fourth brother's song good?"
"It sounds good." Huo Yao nodded and paused for a second, then she said again: "Fourth brother, please play it again."
Huo Xiang heard the words, the corners of his lips became more proud, and he pressed the play button again.
After listening to it again, Huo Yao asked inadvertently: "Fourth brother, have you ever listened to this song for others."
Huo Xiang took out the tape, walked to the sofa next to his sister and sat down, "No, except for the semi-finished products to the younger brother and a few people in the group, you will be the first to listen to the full version."
Huo Yao touched his chin with his hand, and suddenly asked, "When you musicians are engaged in creation, do you sometimes run into tunes with others?"
Huo Xiang smiled and glanced at his sister, and said: "It depends on the positioning of the tune. If the inspiration comes from other people's songs, there may be similar tunes and similar styles when creating songs, but this can only be regarded as There is only imitation in the melody."
"The words and music are exactly the same?" Huo Yao tilted his head.
"It's even more impossible for the words and music to be exactly the same, unless it is plagiarized by insiders." Huo Xiang finished, but he was suspicious, "Sister, why would you suddenly ask me such a question?"
Huo Yao said, "Just curious, just ask casually."
"How could this kind of tune hit happen to your fourth brother and me? I didn't play it. In the entire music scene, only others imitated me. There is no such thing as me hitting others." Huo Xiang raised his chin high.
Seeing this, Huo Yao raised his hand and touched his curly hair, "Well, my fourth brother is the best."
The look is petting.
Huo Xiang: "!"
Again.
Huo Yao's eyes narrowed slightly, and his calves were raised lazily. The fourth song was finished today, so the question is, what is Xiang Nan's copy that is better than her fourth Where did it come from?
Assuming that Xiang Nan once got the semi-finished products of the fourth brother, if he wants to make it by himself, the tune will be different. Even if there are similar productions, it is a probability of one in ten million, right?
Not to mention it's the exact same tune.
The source is really a bit weird.
At this moment, Huo Yao's mobile phone shook. She pulled back her thoughts, took the mobile phone, glanced at it, and then took out the earphones and put them on without a hassle.
I clicked on a small program in the phone, and soon, a conversation between a man and a woman came from the headset.
The voice of a man has never been heard, but the voice of a woman is familiar.
Huo Yao gently rubbed the earphone with his fingertips, a little surprised.