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!"

the manuscript, and when she composed the song, she had done

tore it up and threw it in the trash

was easy to lose it if tucked into the book, so

that she plagiarize others’ song. Hearing Jenna's justify herself, Tiffany couldn't help but

cell phone. "Professor Grant, I'm at the competition venue and I urgently need you to

to play it in the

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

of money, so he would not

I'll be

to be quite close to the opera house, and it only took Tyler

Jenna a smug look, "I'm

help but shudder looking at Tiffany's aggressive look. She lowered her eyes and didn't say

you for plagiarizing to become famous." Tiffany scolded in a vicious

had suffered great humiliation in the face of Sylvia and Cristal, and

to see a "dark horse"

this dark horse was quite strange, her

... sounded

Aldo’s adopted daughter was also named

it couldn't be Aldo's

left

could she be

there be such a

help but look at Aldo and Mrs. Carson, who were

it was obvious that he was not in

out, loud enough for

severed our relationship with her. Otherwise, it would have been a disgrace to our Carson

her voice was unpleasant to

her a look, "Mom, mind

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

arrived, Mrs. Carson assmued Jenna was a plagiarist. The slim young girl stood on the stage. Looking over, she saw Mrs. Carson

to stand beside the Carsons. Jenna's heart couldn't help but start beating wildly. She was becoming nervous and uncomfortable, and

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