Cannon fodder fake master was stunned after being reborn

Chapter 61.3

Jian Zhi's face darkened, "Jian Xingsui, who do you think you are talking to? Watch your words, brat!"

Shen Xingsui's complexion changed a lot. His voice was getting colder. "Please make it clear that my surname is not Jian, and I have long since ceased to be a Jian. From the moment you kicked me out, your family and I have been separated from each other. I have nothing to do with your family!"

Jian Zhi was stunned speechless.

Then, he angrily laughed. Unable to attack that part, he changed his direction, "You're much more eloquent now. You used to be submissive when you faced me, but you have changed ever since becoming the Shen family's young master. What? Do you think since you have money you can be a fish in the water in this circle? Dream on! With the kind of song you wrote, you expect those trash to become popular?"

Shen Xingsui felt a pain in his heart, he didn't like to listen to the past, but Jian Zhi carried the past with him in every word. Those pains were like scars, opening the scabbed wound all over again, until they bled. Even in the past, he has loved writing songs. But, he never dared to show them to others, never dared to publish them.

It's all because this big named singer Jian Zhi always said that his songwriting capability was trash and his songs were nonsense and "unfit for public consumption".

Shen Xingsui gritted his teeth to suppress the bitterness in his heart, he raised his face stubbornly, "You don't have to worry about whether it will be popular or not. After all, I didn't write it for you!"

Jian Zhi saw his stubbornness, and sneered: "Okay, then you ask for trouble."

The two broke up unhappily. Shen Xingsui returned home and sat in the music room, as if half of his strength had been taken out of him. He felt a little sad, but sitting beside the piano reminded him of his family's support. It instantly put a timely bandage over this opened-up wound.

That's right, he didn't write songs for Jian Zhi's liking.

As long as there are still people who like him, he must persevere, so as not to live in Jian Zhi's shadow all the time!

"..."

After adjusting his breathing, Shen Xingsui finally took out a paper and started writing.

He has made many proposals for "Mountain and River", but they weren't satisfied. Sometimes when he was in a mess, he would play the piano to express his feelings. So, he threw away all of his rejected drafts, scattering the paper in the room. He sat in front of the grand piano, and started pressing its crystalline key one by one. The beautiful tunes rang out, and the simple childish melody played out peacefully. Then, he changed it – he played a piece that was very close to his heart.

This was a song he wrote by himself when he was young. Because no one recognized it, he only played it for himself. From the beginning to the end of a piece of music, he could fully interpret it even without using a written sheet.

When the last piano key fell, a voice came from the door, "Perfect!"

Shen Xingsui turned around unexpectedly and saw Shen Xingchen taking a video with his mobile phone. He didn't know how to respond besides saying, "Ge, what are you doing?"

"Just recording a video." While saving the video, Shen Xingchen couldn't control his desire to show off his younger brother, so he asked, "Is this song confidential? Can I post this to Douyin3Chinese TikTok. A popular short-video sharing platform.? I just registered an account here, I want to post something grand as the first video there."

Shen Xingsui said, "Nn. No, it's not confidential or anything. Go ahead if you want to post it."

Shen Xingchen smiled and said, "Then I will post Now, let's go eat!"

Shen Xingsui's gloominess disappeared after being interrupted by him like this. He nodded with a smile and went to eat with his brother. Today, the two of them were eating at home, so the meals were very simple, and they could eat without their parents. So, like the young men they were, they played with their mobile phone all the way.

Shen Xingchen read the comments while drinking his soup, and his face became more scrunched up when he looked at it.

Shen Xingsui hesitated, "What's wrong?"

"Is this song of yours your original arrangement?" Shen Xingchen asked.

Shen Xingsui nodded and confirmed, "It's my own arrangement, what's wrong?"

Shen Xingchen cursed in a low voice, and handed the phone to Shen Xingsui, "There are several Jian Zhi's fans who claimed this is Jian Zhi's original composition. This is a very beloved part of the most popular song in his debut album. He also won an award for this song back then, plus this debut album is the one that made him recognized with the public."

Shen Xingsui took the phone in disbelief, and he saw comments one after another:

[This isn't your original composition, this is Jian Zhi's!]

[Stop putting gold on your face.]

[Bitch.]

[You're crazy!]

[This is plagiarism!!]