One Word Changed, Characters in Chaos

Lin Yun posted a second tweet, and at the same time, attached a video.

Opening the video.

It showed Lin Yun composing, completely absorbed in her work.

When she found a melody she liked, her brows and eyes would relax; if she struggled with frustration, her eyebrows would involuntarily furrow.

The camera zoomed in, making it possible to see some blurry handwriting on the manuscript paper.

Beside Lin Yun, the trash can was filled with crumpled papers, likely the discarded compositions she had cast aside.

After a while.

Luo Li appeared on camera, persuading Lin Yun to rest early.

Lin Yun seemed to take his advice, obediently agreeing.

After Lin Yun left, Luo Li looked around, quickly picked up those drafts Lin Yun had discarded, appearing as if he had found a treasure.

Below the comments section, a flurry of question marks streamed by.

What was this all about? They had just been saying that Luo Li had some talent, but now it turned out that his so-called talent came from Lin Yun’s discarded drafts.

The contrast was so disorienting.

Before people could process it, Lin Yun immediately posted a third tweet.

She directly recorded a video.

In the video, she sat in front of the camera, her expression serene. The Lin Yun of the past had never faced the public like this; she would hide in her own small world, shutting herself away.

But now.

She was no longer afraid.

With Ye Xiao there, she could face everything.

Lin Yun spoke eloquently to the camera.

“About the source of this video, let me explain to everyone. Because of my emotional disorder, Luo Li, the son of a maid from the Lin Family, was hired to take care of me. All these years, I have trusted him completely, but he used my trust in an attempt to control me fully. In my room, on my computer, there were cameras he installed everywhere, watching me, understanding me, and in the end, looking to control me. When I discovered he had used my discarded drafts to pretend it was original work, I had my family check. As a result, in my room, they found a forgotten camera he hadn’t taken down, and on the memory card inside, they found some videos. This video is one of them.”

“It’s ironic, really. Such things are normally hard to find evidence for. But oddly enough, in his quest to control me, he installed one camera after another, and when removing them, he forgot how many he had installed and left one behind in a corner. This, just so happened to serve as today’s evidence. Luo Li.”

Lin Yun suddenly paused.

Through the camera, she seemed to see a panic-stricken Luo Li: “There’s a saying, I’m not sure if you’ve heard it. A peck and a sip, is it not preordained? Your own crimes will be the hammer that dooms you. In this way, you could be said to have seen things through to the end.”

The video ended there.

In the hospital room. The reporter directly addressed Luo Li: “Mr. Luo, what do you have to say to this?”

The reporter’s voice carried a hint of disdain.

The world is always more forgiving to those with talent.

If someone truly possesses exceptional talent, then even if they have some shortcomings in character, there will still be those who speak for them.

But as for the outcome.

The talent Luo Li purported to have was merely Lin Yun’s discarded drafts

Lin Yun’s unwanted compositions had become the source of his talent.

Indeed, it was utmost irony.

Luo Li’s face turned somewhat pale.

Ye Bingtong looked at him with an expression of disbelief.

After revealing this song, she even thought Luo Li really had talent.

But his talent turned out to be stolen!

Ye Bingtong suddenly felt deceived!

Luo Li gritted his teeth and held on as he said, “Slander, this is all slander. I, I have never done such a thing. Moreover, this video can only prove that I helped her clear her trash bin; it can’t prove that I used her discarded drafts!”

Luo Li was somewhat panicked inside.

But he knew he had to hold steady no matter what.

Lin Yun might not necessarily have a complete chain of evidence to prove that those were her discarded drafts.

The video at hand was far from sufficient.

It seemed like Lin Yun heard Luo Li’s response.

The very next moment, Lin Yun responded on Weibo.

“I’ve called the police and sued Luo Li for illegal monitoring and plagiarism. The authorities will get involved for a detailed investigation. When the time comes, I believe even more evidence will emerge. Once the evidence is listed one by one, everyone can judge for themselves.”

Lin Yun suddenly smiled and lifted her gaze, “Additionally, musicians can settle their matters in a musician’s way. Luo Li, if you have confidence in your talent, we can have a composition duel. I don’t even need your composition to be that good, just having third-rate quality will suffice, and I’ll concede defeat to you, withdraw the lawsuit, and never pursue it again, how about that?”

A composition duel!

As long as Luo Li’s composition could reach third-rate quality, Lin Yun would admit defeat!

These terms were simply too generous.

If that song really was a creation by Luo Li, then this challenge would be a breeze for him.

After the reporter recited Lin Yun’s Weibo post, Luo Li couldn’t help but become visibly flustered.

Compose music?

He hadn’t written music himself for many years!

Not to mention achieving third-rate level, even completing a composition was extremely difficult for him.

“Mr. Luo, you won’t refuse this challenge, will you?” the reporter asked with a smile.

Pei Yue glared at that reporter a few times.

These were the media outlets he had carefully selected, so why were they all being merciless now?

The reporters all pretended not to see.

In their line of work, the most important thing was to chase hot topics.

They had promised Pei Yue that they would take Ye Bingtong’s feelings into account.

But this matter now had nothing to do with Ye Bingtong.

Plagiarism by Luo Li was another hot topic; could they miss out on it?

“I know about composition duels. Such a showdown seems to require an absolutely neutral person to present a somewhat biased proposition. This ensures they have not prepared for it in advance. Then both parties, either on site or via video link, must compose a related song on the spot. This seems to be a fun practice among musicians.” Someone read the live stream comments word by word and then looked at Luo Li, “Mr. Luo, this seems interesting. Lin Yun has made such a big concession, as long as your completed song has third-rate quality, it should be very easy for you with your talent, right?”

Luo Li’s complexion grew increasingly unsightly.

His lips trembled, unable to speak for a long while.

“What’s the matter, don’t tell me you’re afraid to accept the challenge?” someone goaded, “If you don’t accept, Miss Lin has already called the police, and next, Mr. Luo will probably face a thorough investigation.”

Let’s not even mention the plagiarism; the crime of illegal monitoring alone could land Luo Li in big trouble.

Luo Li was being cornered.

Sweat clung densely to his temples.

After a long time, he said somewhat absentmindedly, “I… I accept the challenge.”