Chapter 273

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.

The feeling of wanting to escape is really strong.

Mrs. Xie couldn't help getting angry when she heard Mrs. Fu's voice.

"Some people really look down on others. Why did they seal and press their heads to admit plagiarism before the other party came to confront them? Speech needs to tell evidence. Otherwise, be careful to rely on libel!"

She spoke very seriously and badly.

Hearing her voice, Li Zhuoyan's nervous and uncomfortable heart suddenly relaxed.

It seems that suddenly I'm not so scared.

Mrs. Fu was about to retort, just then.

Mingcheng hurried in. Look at the dark audience in the opera house and take another look at the girl Li Zhuoyan standing on the stage.

He's a little confused.

Just as he was about to call Cheng Ziyin, he heard Cheng Ziyin's elated voice, "this is my piano teacher Mingcheng. Everyone has heard of Mingcheng's reputation! Peaches and plums are all over the world and won countless awards. And the song copied by Li Zhuoyan was made by my teacher Mingcheng!"

"Mingcheng? How can Mingcheng steal a child's work?"

"Eight out of ten is that she saw that the song was good, so she stole it."

"Nowadays, people's character is really poor."

The audience who have been watching the excitement can't help but start all kinds of discussions.

Mingcheng finally understood.

The little girl on the stage stole silver wind break!

He glanced at Li Zhuoyan and said in a tone of a big man in the music industry, "young man, if you like this song, you can contact me. As long as you have my power of attorney, you can take it to the competition. Why do you have to copy it?"

This confirms that Li Zhuoyan is the plagiarist.

Li Zhuoyan didn't expect such a shameless person.

She also wanted to sneer back like Ruan su.

But she seems to be born without that domineering spirit and has a soft and cute smell.

She retorted in a small voice, "I didn't copy."

She really didn't copy.

She wanted to speak out, but... Her heart kept beating, and the voice in her mind seemed to bewitch her again. Come back quickly and don't go out

She tried desperately to get rid of this bundle, but the voice was like a shadow.

Her head was blank, and the voice in her heart became more and more intense and powerful.

"She can't copy it. If you say she copied it, please show the evidence! You wrote the song."

Suddenly, a voice full of magnetism sounded in the quiet opera house.

Everyone couldn't help looking at the source of the sound. A slender man slowly stood up from his seat. His face was handsome and brought a smell of sunshine, like the summer sunshine in Hawaii, with a charming smell of hot and warm sun.

Xie Jinyan?

Someone recognized the man.

Are a little surprised.

The man heard that he was the son of the mayor's family. He was usually a famous straight man of steel, which was heinous.

How could he defend a girl one day?

It's a little incredible.

Ruan Su glanced at Xie Jinyan and couldn't see it! He is still such a responsible and courageous man!

As a judge, she can't watch any more.

Mingcheng is a man who is old and treacherous. Even if he copies it, he can't admit it. What's more, he has accepted many students. How can he admit that he has bad reputation.

Ruan Su came to him. "Since Mr. Ming said Li Zhuoyan was a plagiarist, please show evidence to prove her identity as a plagiarist."

After Mingcheng answered Cheng Ziyin's phone, he came prepared.

Immediately took out a piece of broken old yellow paper from his pocket.

The original white paper is now yellow and unsightly, and it also exudes a musty smell.

It should have been a long time.

"This is the manuscript I left when composing music. It happened several years ago. So it has recalled the classics for a long time."

Mingcheng said expressionless.

Ruan Su brought the manuscript to the judges' table, and several judges circulated it in turn.

After reading it, ye wearily left, "it really looks like a manuscript."

Mingcheng smelled the speech and looked a little proud.

"Where's your evidence?" Ruan Su looked at Li Zhuoyan again.

The little girl wore a dress without a cell phone. She bit her lip and waved to Xie Jinyan. The man immediately stepped forward and sent the mobile phone to her.

The man's hot palm gently wiped her cold fingertips, bringing bursts of warmth.

Let her heart can't help but warm.

I heard the man say, "don't be afraid."

Li Zhuoyan took a deep breath, then opened her mobile phone photo album. She has been using a fruit's mobile phone, so as long as she logs in to the ID, no matter what mobile phone is changed, she can see the previously saved photos.

So after she left the Fu family, the Xie family bought her a new mobile phone, and she recovered the photos.

She turned out the photos of her manuscript for the judges to see.

As a result, merolin screamed first, "my God, what's going on?"

Ruan Su and ye wearily looked at each other and looked at the photos on their mobile phones.

I couldn't help but be stunned.

I saw the manuscript on the mobile phone photo, unexpectedly

Mingcheng's expression was stiff. What's the matter? Is there something wrong with that picture?