"Nonsense"

  Suddenly.

  An elderly lecturer beside Gan Wei suddenly spoke up.

  Looking at his face and age, he should be over 50 years old. He is one of the most well-known researchers of ancient musical instruments in China.

  A fierce anger flashed in his eyes, "How could I have known that I had taken on a disciple like you?"

  Mr. Zhuang Yan has been dedicated to the study of ancient musical instruments, and his work perfectly combines traditional Chinese instruments with Western ones, making him a respectable predecessor.

  What does Mr. Zhuang Yan mean by this sentence? He has never accepted Shennu as his apprentice.

  Shen Yan's master is not called Hua Qiuping?

  I understand, actually "Ten Sides Ambush" is a song composed by Mr. Zhuang Yan, right?

  I said, how could someone who can create such a brilliant piece like "Ten Faces Ambush" be unknown, Hua Qiuping has never even heard of him.

  This is a car accident scene!

  The goddess-like sister suddenly became dull and tasteless, even felt a bit nauseous, plagiarizing dog.

  Everyone was in an uproar, they rushed to the stage pointing and staring, with a look of contempt on their faces.

  The crowd in Class F listened to the discussions and pointing fingers next to them, furious beyond control.

  How could someone as clever as Lao Da possibly plagiarize something from that laborious Zhuang Yan?

  This old thing must be talking nonsense

  But the more they try to stop their gossiping voices, the sharper their contemptuous words become.

  A hint of doubt and concern appeared on Gan Wei's face. She opened her mouth, wanting to say a lot, but in the end, only one sentence came out.

  "Mr. Zhuang Yan, there must be some misunderstanding here."

  Zhuang Yan puffed out his chest, glared with anger, "What else is there to explain? This little girl may not be old, but she's done a lot of deceitful things"

  The girl on the stage with a brilliant light, however, remained calm and composed, with an air of serenity like a distant mountain.

  She slightly curled her lips, with a faint smile, carrying an air of transcendent confidence, "Is that so?"

  "I don't know when this old gentleman made the song, but it's been about three months since I released it on the Beigeshan platform. How did you just expose my evil deeds now?"

  Zhuang Yan snorted coldly and raised his chin high.

  "I've been working on this piece for three years, and because I'm a perfectionist, progress has been very slow. It wasn't until early September this year that it was finally complete, but the computer I used to store the song was hacked."

  "But at that time, I thought there was no loss, so I didn't take it to heart."

  "This song was named 'Ten Faces' when I first created it, but you clever little girl changed the name to 'Ten Faces Ambush'. I didn't have time to pay attention to being an internet celebrity, so I didn't notice in time."

  As soon as Zhuang Yan finished speaking, the murmurs around him grew even more intense.

  I didn't expect her to be this kind of person

  If she had money to hire a hacker, she wouldn't need to come and fight for this $200,000 prize.

  Are you crazy upstairs just to become famous?

  I know Chu Cha, she's just a spoiled rich girl from our school who likes to bully the weak.

  I also know her, her father is a giant in our business circle, and it's easy for them to hire a hacker with their wealth.

  I've admired this goddess-like sister for so long, but she's actually this kind of person, from fan to anti-fan.

  It's outrageous that someone plagiarized Mr. Zhuang Yan's work after he spent years researching it, it's a heinous crime.

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  Synchronize with bookshelf and computer version.