Chapter 273 (1/2)

Hearing Cheng Ziyin's words, everyone screamed.

Li Zhuoyan's eyes suddenly became a little different.

”Sure enough, all geniuses are deceptive?”

”Yes, how can you compose music at the age of 16?”

”Now people make up all kinds of lies in order to be famous.”

Li Zhuoyan's face turned white. She had never heard of silver wind break. She really wrote it herself.

She clenched her fist and her brain went blank.

No, No.

Suddenly, her eyes were on Xie Jinyan's encouraging and worrying eyes.

Her panicked heart seemed to find a trace of comfort.

He seemed to say to her, don't be afraid.

Be yourself.

But for a moment, her frantic and frightened heart seemed to calm down.

That desperate desire to escape gradually faded.

Li Zhuoyan, you can. You can.

You have to express yourself bravely, you have to speak out bravely.

Ruan Su also frowned, worried about the little girl's state.

Li Zhuoyan suffered serious trauma and was later destroyed.

How should she hold on so that she can have the courage and strength to stand on the stage.

I didn't expect to be questioned again.

Although she hasn't heard the song that Cheng Ziyin said, she intuitively believes that Li Zhuoyan didn't copy it.

Ye wearily didn't want the genius he just found to fall. He hesitated and asked, ”Li Zhuoyan, do you have anything to say?”

The girl with gauze wrapped on her small face bit her red lips. Her clear eyes were full of panic. For a long time, she seemed to have finally calmed down her emotions.

Just when Ruan Su wanted to stand up and say that she had a mental illness, please stop asking!

Li Zhuoyan opened her mouth, and the girl's crisp voice sounded with a unique ethereal voice, ”I haven't copied it. I've never heard silver wind break. This song is really made by myself. I... I can confront that person!”

She had a manuscript. When she wrote the song, she was ready to do it.

After writing it down, I tore it off and threw it into the trash can.

Later, she felt reluctant, so she picked up the manuscript and it was easy to lose it in the book. She simply took photos.

Then I threw the manuscript away.

She really didn't expect anyone to say that her music was copied.

Cheng Ziyin couldn't help laughing at Li Zhuoyan when she heard that she didn't see the coffin and didn't cry. ”Since you want to be slapped in the face, I'll help you.”

With that, she dialed Mingcheng's cell phone. ”Teacher, I'm at the scene of the competition. I urgently need you to help me. Remember to bring” silver wind break ”as evidence of your composition.”

Mingcheng was a little confused. ”Didn't I let you play again in the final? Did you play so soon?”

He has very important things to do today, so he didn't go to the scene to watch Cheng Ziyin's game.

But the Cheng family gives a lot of money, and he is not a noble man.

Now Cheng Ziyin's words are very effective for him, ”OK, I'll go right away.”

Mingcheng's office is just close to the opera, but it's more than ten minutes away.

Cheng Ziyin hung up the phone and looked arrogantly at Li Zhuoyan. ”I tell you, you thief, you're dead!”

Li Zhuoyan couldn't help trembling after her strong look.

She lowered her eyes and said nothing.

”Can't you speak? I'm ashamed of you for plagiarizing in order to be famous.” Cheng Ziyin scolded maliciously.

The previous humiliation in Ruan Su and Wang Shanshan would like to pour all their anger on Li Zhuoyan.

Wang Shanshan didn't expect that there was a black horse in the preliminary race.

The dark horse is strange, and his face is wrapped in gauze.

But... The name is vaguely familiar!

Seems that's the name of Fu Yinli's adopted daughter?

No, No.

Didn't the adopted daughter go abroad some time ago?

How could it be here?

How could there be such a coincidence?

She couldn't help looking at Fu Yinli and Mrs. Fu not far away.

The man's face was dark. It was obvious that he was not in a good mood.

Mrs. Fu's voice came, just so that people around her could hear it.

”What if you can play the piano? Fortunately, you've cut off our relationship with the Fu family. Otherwise, you'll lose your life with her.”

The tone is gloomy and strange. It's very ugly.

Fu Yinli glanced at her. ”Mom, don't say a word.”

”I'm telling the truth. Why, I can't make my own remarks. Plagiarism is plagiarism. I don't have to wash it!”

Before Mingcheng came, Mrs. Fu directly sealed it and Li Zhuoyan copied it.

The thin girl stood on the stage and looked away. She just saw Mrs. Fu looking at her, disdaining, disdaining and disgusting

It seems that her Li Zhuoyan is a lump of Baba and never deserves to stand beside her Fu family.

Li Zhuoyan's heart couldn't help jumping wildly, accelerating, becoming nervous and uncomfortable. She couldn't help but want to escape again.