When they heard Tiffany's words, the crowd was in an uproar.

The gaze on Jenna became a little different.

“The girl on the stage must be lying, right?"

"Yeah, how can a 16-year-old girl know how to compose music?" "People nowadays make up all kinds of lies to become famous." Jenna's face turned white. She hadn't heard of "Wind" at all. She really composed this song herself.

She clenched her fists, her mind going blank.

Suddenly, her eyes met Brayden's encouraging, worried eyes.

She seemed to gain some comfort and looked less nervous.

He seemed to be saying to her, "Don't be afraid. Be brave and be yourself."

For a moment, her heart that was pounding seemed to calm down. The desire to escape also faded.

"Jenna, you can do it. You can do it. You have to be brave enough to express yourself and say it out loud."

Sylvia also frowned, worried about the state of Jenna.

Jenna had been severely traumatized and later disfigured.

She finally get up the courage to stand on stage.

But now she was being questioned.

Although she hadn't heard the song Tiffany was talking about, she intuitively believed that Jenna hadn't copied it.

Clare didn't want to let the talent he had just discovered perish, so he hesitated and asked, "Jenna, do you have anything to say?"

The young girl with gauze wrapped around her small face bit her red lip, her clear eyes filled with panic, and for a moment, she seemed to finally calm herself down.

Just when Sylvia wanted to stand up to stop others from asking Jenna more questions Jenna opened her mouth and her clear voice said, "I didn't plagiarize. I've never heard of “Wind’, and the song is indeed my own composition. I ... I can confront that person!"

manuscript, and when she composed the song,

tore it up

a good song, so she picked the manuscript back. It was easy to lose it if tucked into the book, so she simply

to say that she plagiarize others’ song. Hearing Jenna's justify herself, Tiffany couldn't help but laugh mockingly, "Since you want to be slapped in the face so badly, I'll make

that, she dialed Tyler's cell phone. "Professor Grant, I'm at the competition venue and I urgently need you to help me. Remember to bring proof that 'Wind' was

told you to play it in the finals? You're playing it so

important to do today, so he didn't go to watch Tiffany's

the Evans family gave him a lot of money, so he would not say

I'll be

where Tyler was just happened to be quite close to the opera house, and it only took

the phone and gave Jenna a smug look,

but shudder looking at Tiffany's aggressive look. She lowered

can you? I'm ashamed of you for plagiarizing to become famous." Tiffany scolded

Sylvia and Cristal, and now she was trying to take it all out

expect to see a "dark horse" in the

this dark horse was quite strange, her face wrapped

name ... sounded vaguely

Aldo’s adopted daughter was

be Aldo's

had left the country

she be

be such a

Aldo and Mrs. Carson, who were not far

was sullen, and it was obvious that he was

loud enough

what if she can play the piano? Fortunately, we have severed our relationship with her. Otherwise, it would

her voice was unpleasant

look, "Mom, mind

I can't make my own remarks, huh? Shame on

slim young girl stood on the stage. Looking over, she saw Mrs. Carson look at her with disdain,

she was never worthy to stand beside the Carsons. Jenna's heart couldn't help but start beating wildly. She was becoming nervous and uncomfortable, and she couldn't

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