"The Internet is very fierce. I can't find your information. All of them are attacking others, such as Lanting, sound factory, and Donghuang, which intends to buy your copyright. The copyright fee is 100 million, saying that you are equivalent to fraud." "What are you going to do?" he asked
He was shocked when he heard about the copyright fee.
Before Gu Mang, the most expensive song in China was sung by the king of songs, with a copyright fee of 90 million yuan.
Gu mang directly broke the ceiling of Sheng tin and sold 100 million yuan.
As expected, I was shocked.
No matter what he wants to do, he will do the best.
Even if it was just fun for her to compose.
Gu Mang's fingers are tapping on the armrest of the sofa. His whole body is cold and irritable.
After a long time, she lifted her eyelids, staring at the mobile phone on the coffee table and squinted.
"I remember you CISAC has my video, didn't delete it."
Lu Chengzhou looks at Gu mang.
CISAC, the caller is from the international composers Association.
The other side laughs, "where are we willing to delete your video?"
"Yes." Gu mang mouth light pick, "do more beautiful."
The other person looks at the news on the computer.
"Master Bi and the piano Association came to the conclusion that this is Gu Yin's music. Can it be fake?"
"It's so noisy that Gu mang said she wrote it casually. Why didn't anyone prove it to her?"
"Someone can prove that she came out early, ha ha..."
The other side slowly took a breath, and his blood pressure was a little high. "When there's no one behind you, today's composition Association will teach them to be human!"
This is the first time he has been abusive.
Gu Mangting raises eyebrows unexpectedly.
Hang up over there.
Lu Chengzhou looked at Gu Mang and asked in a low voice, "what does the composition Association have to do with you?"
Gu mang looked at him and said, "Oh, my father used to be the president there. They always let me inherit my father's position. I didn't promise."
With that she got up and went to the porch.
For the first time, Lu Chengzhou listened to her mention of her parents and looked straight at her.
Gu mang takes out the computer from the backpack on the porch cabinet and folds it back.
The computer opens on the coffee table and people sit on the ground at will.
The fingers were pounding on the keyboard.
His face was expressionless, his brows and eyes were cold and open.
……
The headquarters of the composers Association.
The old man who called Gu mang is the president Wen Zexing, now the leader.
He put down his mobile phone, looked up and told his assistant, "use the official microblog of the composition association to send a video out, and I said you type."
"Yes." The assistant answered and immediately edited the microblog.
There are not many fans of the official blog of the composition Association, and the members of the association are the music workers behind the scenes.
But the first time the video was uploaded, it was directly searched by the top microblog.
Assistant Leng Leng Leng, turn to Wen Zexing, can't believe to say: "president, our micro blog is directly top."
Wen Zexing knows who did it without thinking about it.
His old friend has never been patient, and his solution is simple and crude.
This time, even the microblog is black.
……
The microblog scolds Gu Mang and calls her to come out to apologize.
The hundreds of thousands of comments under the dance video of the medical department are worse than each other.
At this time, some people found that microblog top suddenly became a microblog of the international composition Association.
[Master Bi said in an interview that he heard this song for the first time two years ago, but Gu mang played this song in our association when he was 13 years old. She wrote it casually on the spot. Here is the video. ]
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