After four years of living alone after marrying far away, he went back to his parents' home and

Lin Feng never expected that he would encounter such a terrible thing on his first day working at the coffee shop.

He never expected that Lan Yujuan would stand firmly on his side and defend him without hesitation.

Even the man who accused him of plagiarism was far more famous and influential than him.

"Boss Lan, thank you!"

Lin Feng, carrying his guitar, was originally preparing to leave and end this farce.

But when he saw Lan Yujuan so unconditionally siding with him, he suddenly changed his mind.

Lin Feng turned around and looked at the arrogant lead singer of the band sitting in his seat.

Then, take a half step forward with your toes, place the guitar on your toes, and then naturally place your hands on the top of the guitar case.

"You accuse me of plagiarizing your original songs, but you can't provide any concrete evidence."

"In that case, let's have a competition and have all the guests here as witnesses!"

"You play it once, and I'll play it once, so everyone can hear the difference and see who is the original."

After hearing Lin Feng say that, the band's lead singer showed disdain on his face.

He slowly stood up, seemingly a gentleman offering his seat, but in reality, his attitude was condescending:

"Alright, then you come over and play it once too."

"Hmph, I don't believe you can pull off anything fancy!"

After saying that, as he passed by Lin Feng, he glanced at the guitar case in Lin Feng's hand, seemingly casually, then raised his hand to cover his nose and said:

"You really should get a new guitar bag, shouldn't you?"

"Look at yourself, it's all worn smooth. Even if you really can't afford to replace it, you should still wash it when it's time to clean it."

"I reckon your shabby guitar case probably doesn't contain any good guitars."

"How about this, to be fair today, I'll lend you my guitar that I always carry with me?"

"This guitar of mine was custom-made by an internationally renowned guitar master, and it's worth hundreds of thousands of euros..."

"A self-taught singer like you, if you hadn't happened to meet me today, you probably would never have had the chance to touch such an expensive guitar in your entire life."

Lin Feng glanced up at the other person and said coldly:

"Keep it for yourself and use it slowly. I don't need it at my level."

After saying that, he glanced at the guitar in the other person's hand with a strange look, and said with a hint of regret:

"A guitar, it's a good guitar, what a pity..."

These words were like stepping on someone's tail, and the band's lead singer instantly flew into a rage.

"I kindly lent you my guitar, and you don't even appreciate it, but what do you mean by that?"

Lin Feng raised an eyebrow and chuckled, "It's nothing, just the literal meaning."

"That song you just sang, don't you know what the problem is?"

"You simplified the most beautiful parts of the original melody because you were not skilled enough in playing it and were afraid that you would not sing it well. So you just glossed over them."

"They cut a perfectly good song into something mediocre."

Upon hearing this, the other person's face turned pale instantly, and then he stared intently at Lin Feng with a look of shock and disbelief.

"Who...who are you?"

The lead singer's voice started to tremble; he was clearly frightened.

Lin Feng ignored him, hooked his toe upwards, and with a "whoosh," unzipped his guitar bag with his right hand.

Then, with a stylish gesture, he gripped his guitar.

After casually handing the guitar case to Lan Yujuan, he went straight back to the spot that should have been his.

The familiar prelude began for the third time.

This time, however, Lin Feng sang the entire song without any cuts or alterations.

When the song ended, the audience remained immersed in the lingering charm of the music, unable to snap out of their daze for a long time.

Finally, in a corner of the hall, someone started clapping, followed by scattered applause that eventually merged into a loud clapping that swept through the entire hall, louder than any before.

Some of the customers sitting in the front row were even moved to tears after listening to this song.

After realizing what had happened, she clapped and wiped away her tears with a tissue, saying, "It seems like the same song, but how come it sounds pretty good when sung by such a big star?"

"But why is it that this unusually good-looking singer sings so differently?"

"It's like they added tear gas to that song!"

After Lin Feng finished singing, he didn't leave his spot. Instead, he hugged his guitar tightly and took out his phone from his pocket.

"Someone must have recorded our performance just now, right?"

"If such a clear comparison still doesn't illustrate the point, then I can show you something else."

As he spoke, Lin Feng unlocked his phone and opened a series of interfaces.

"If you can't see it clearly but are still interested, you can come and take a look!"

He shouldn't have said that, because as soon as he finished speaking, some customers in the front row who loved to join in the fun immediately got up and went over to him.

"What is it? Let me see!"

Lin Feng, holding a guitar in one hand and a phone in the other, calmly explained into the microphone:

"What I'm showing you now is the copyright of this original song of mine."

"For me, songwriting is just something that happens when inspiration strikes; it's not difficult at all."

"I am not like some band lead singers who take the same few songs every year and go all over the world to participate in music festivals, hold various concerts and participate in various commercial performances."

"But my habit is to promptly register the copyright for all my finalized original songs."

"Like the song I just sang, it's a new composition I wrote recently, and the copyright can be verified."

At this, the band's lead singer, who had been sitting on the side in a daze, couldn't stand up any longer. He jumped up and, his face flushed, questioned:

"Could it be that you...you are Lin Feng?"

Lin Feng, holding a guitar on stage, calmly nodded.

"Um."

"What a coincidence, it's me."

The band's lead singer staggered back half a step, clearly feeling guilty.

But now that things have come to this, there is no room for negotiation or compromise, so he absolutely cannot back down.

"Even if you are Lin Feng, so what?" the band's lead singer said through gritted teeth.

"Do you even have the slightest bit of professional ethics?"

"Even if you wrote both the lyrics and the music for this song, our band bought the copyright, so I'm the original singer!"

"Today, you sang my song outside without permission. I'll let it go because you're the songwriter."

"If I find out again in the future that you're singing this song elsewhere, I'll still hire a lawyer to sue you!"

After saying that, the band's lead singer, his hands trembling, put his sunglasses back on, packed up his guitar, and just wanted to turn around and leave as soon as possible.

"Wait!"

This time, it was Lin Feng who stopped him.

"Since things have already been brought up, let's just talk things out."

"What do you mean by 'your song'?"

"If I remember correctly, someone once swore that he wrote both the lyrics and music for this song. Why have they changed their tune now?"

The band's lead singer was about to speak in defense when Lin Feng, without giving him a chance, continued:

"If I remember correctly, I wrote the lyrics and music, and I was also the original singer of the song."

"When your company came to discuss the copyright, I only sold the singer's rights, and it was not exclusive; I did not transfer the copyright of this song."

"If you don't believe me, I happen to have a scanned copy of the original contract on my phone."

"You can take off your sunglasses and come over for a closer look."