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Chapter 147 Suzanna's Version

Chapter 147 Suzanna's Version

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Suzanna had no way out. With no choice left, she braced herself as the grand piano Carson had arranged was wheeled into the courtroom.

Under normal circumstances, a court would never entertain such a spectacle.

However, this was part of the cultural property rights campaign and one of the goals of this public trial.

With an audience watching and the chance to use her original work to overshadow the plagiarist, it was a welcome addition to the proceedings. The music expert, who was standing next to the judge, was particularly impressed. After reviewing the rearranged piece, he was clearly intrigued by the composer's

boldness.

A world-renowned pianist composed the century-old Night Bloom Nocturne. Very few had ever dared to attempt a reinterpretation, and while many musicians around the globe had tried their hand at it, only two or three had successfully created something fresh and captivating.

And Suzanna? Suzanna was only 20 years old. She had rearranged the piece three years earlier, at the age of 17. If that didn't make her a musical prodigy, what did?

Her fans couldn't contain their excitement and started to brag about Suzanna's talent.

"When Suzie made her debut, I recall reading her profile. She was trained by world-class pianists since she was a child. Ten years of dedication, and when she plays, it's like she becomes one with the music. So elegant, so serene, she's basically an angel that descended on earth!"

in the act of stealing

anyone else noticed that Suzie's been wearing a mask since she

After Melody hears this, she'll be

organizational skills were as sharp

grand white piano soon took center stage in

took place in a larger, more open courtroom due to its livestreaming. It was able

stood in the

seat at the piano. The

ten years, she lowered her eyes and gently

Chapter 147 Suzanna's Version

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breeze brushed through the green fields, creating waves

grass.

a

a secret deep

even more vibrant and light, perfectly in line with the romantic

emotion were ever-changing, with rolling triplets that seemed to carry a message. The left and right hands played notes that created a rich texture, a melody both playful

song, but now it was clear

on the grass, the scent of freshly cut hay, and the gentle breeze caressing their faces they

introduced

keys with practiced ease, each note falling precisely into place. The audience was mesmerized, though those with a deeper understanding of music could sense that something

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