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Chapter 359 - 240 I Am the One Who Is Contrary

Chapter 359: Chapter 240 I Am the One Who Is Contrary

Stepping through the door of Apartment 1103 across the hall, the delicious aroma of food hit his nostrils.

Meng Lang immediately exhibited an intoxicated expression, even the shadow that had just shrouded his heart seemed to dissipate substantially in an instant.

The flavor of everyday life, how it soothes the common heart...

Why think so much about it?

Eating is for survival, and I... am just a foodie with an especially strong desire to live.

However, just as he was about to dig in and relax...

Stir-fried leeks with wood ear mushrooms, smashed cucumber, baby bok choy tofu soup, fish-flavored eggplant?

Hmm? What’s this?

The color, fragrance, and taste were still the same.

But it just seemed like something was missing?

Right! It’s the soul!

Without the most important seasoning, these dishes had completely lost their soul!

"Where’s the meat?" Meng Lang lifted his head and asked, his face smeared with bewilderment.

Even if there was a fish in the fish-flavored eggplant, I would have considered it meaty!

Xiao Yu handed Meng Lang a pair of chopsticks with a smile.

"Uncle, from a medical perspective, not eating meat not only reduces the risk of cancer and heart disease but also lowers blood pressure and cholesterol.

Studies show that vegetarians typically live 7 years longer than meat eaters, while absolute vegetarians live 11 years longer.

From a scientific standpoint, the meat we eat nowadays is all artificially bred; to accelerate growth and fattening, it’s fed an unknown quantity of chemical drugs, including various hormones, antibiotics, and sedatives, all of which eventually end up in our bodies!

From an environmental standpoint..."

Meng Lang gave Xiao Yu a speechless look as she went on and on.

Are we still a developing nation, do we need to follow the rhetoric of developed countries?

When we join the ranks of developed nations and our per capita meat consumption outpaces England, we can discuss the issue of vegetarianism, okay?

Was it just because I called you a "bun face" this morning?

Accompanying the mortal world, growing fatter and enjoying life, isn’t that good...

"...So, we’re going vegetarian today!"

Under Meng Lang’s mournful gaze, Xiao Yu finally finished her lecture and delivered the verdict.

Disaster stems from the mouth!

"Here!" Lin Haitang handed over a bowl of rice.

Before the rice arrived, the familiar aroma wafted to his nose, and upon looking down, Meng Lang was stunned...

[How I wish... to have egg-fried rice once more...]

Seeing Meng Lang’s expression turn complex, Lin Haitang asked curiously.

"What’s the matter? Doesn’t it suit your taste? You seemed to enjoy it last time."

"No, no, no, it suits my taste perfectly!" Meng Lang hastily took a big bite.

Mmm! The familiar taste...

This bowl of rice has given a soul to the whole table of dishes...

Strange, why did Lin Haitang personally cook today?

Could it be because of that night at the bar, where I helped out her band, thus returning to the limelight?

"Click!" At that moment, the door suddenly opened.

Meng Lang turned to see Yan Weiwei briskly entering with a file folder in her hand.

"Thwack!" The folder was slammed down in front of Meng Lang.

"Gulp~" Meng Lang struggled to swallow a mouthful of rice and looked at her puzzled.

"What’s this?"

"An application for the registration of original song copyrights!"

Meng Lang was taken aback for a moment, then quickly realized.

She couldn’t be talking about last night’s song, could she?

"You’re too careless. Singing an unregistered original song out in the open like that, aren’t you afraid of it being plagiarized?"

"Uh..."

It was plagiarized in the first place; getting plagiarized in turn would be getting what I deserve.

Besides, how much money can one make from a song...

"Alright, just sign here, and leave the rest to Haitang. She’s the expert here; I’ve consulted with her already."

Lin Haitang was slightly startled.

"Your consultation with me today about song copyright was for..."

"Yes! Surprise, isn’t it? This guy can actually write songs! If I hadn’t confirmed multiple times that this wasn’t a cover, I wouldn’t have believed it!"

Yan Weiwei’s gaze was somewhat strange.

What other surprises did this guy have in store for them?

Though she wasn’t a professional, it was obvious to anyone whether last night’s song was good.

To think that such a great song was sung in public without any copyright protection!

She was genuinely moved at that moment, but... isn’t that foolish?!

"Ah? Uncle, you can write songs too? You never mentioned it before?"

Xiao Yu, too, instantly forgot her pettiness and looked at Meng Lang in amazement.

"Ahem! Just a hobby, purely scribbling, heh heh..." Meng Lang chuckled awkwardly.

Could I say it was just a moment’s impulse, beyond my control?

He had never planned to add "songwriting" to his personal skill set.

Following the typical urban rebirth plot, plagiarizing songs was definitely a way to wealth, and it was completely feasible for him, but it was too fame-boosting.

"Getting famous," was something he explicitly prohibited for himself.

And it would be fine if it were just one or two songs, but if he plagiarized too many and got caught by the original creators, there would be no way to explain.

Who would believe that two composers could have the exact identical inspirations in their heads, down to the punctuation marks?

Getting rich through stocks, stumbling upon fortunes, Bitcoin fortunes...

Now you’re telling me that a guy who sells insurance can also wholesale hit songs? That’s totally the protagonist template of a rebirth story, right?

Considering it, the risk and reward were simply not proportional.

Lin Haitang looked curiously at Meng Lang, then opened the file folder and started to read the lyrics and music carefully.

"I’ve blown on the evening breeze that you’ve blown on, does that count as an embrace..." She sang softly along with the music notation and her eyes grew brighter and brighter.