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"She can’t even rember sheet music?"

"Rembering sheet music is the most basic thing for people learning the piano. It’s unbelievable that she can’t even rember a complete piece of music."

"And what’s more, she can’t even play ’Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star.’ That’s just ridiculous! I could play that when I was four."

"How could soone like her get second place?"

"There must be sothing fishy about her second place!"

Ashley, a judge sitting in the front row of the audience, took the microphone and said disappointingly,

"This year’s piano competition not only requires high–level performance, but also your own composition. From the first preliminary round to the top eight in the third round, you have been playing

the sa piece."

Other contestants would compose several pieces and take turns to perform, showing their better side and getting more points. But Yolanda had been performing ’Misery’ from beginning to end.

"At first, I thought you were confident in your own composition and thought you could win the competition with one song. So you perford with one song from beginning to end. I even thought you

were confident. I didn’t expect that it’s the exact opposite, and you could only play ’Misery!" Ashley was extrely disappointed in her, "You tried to bluff your way through this serious and solemn occasion. I’m very disappointed in you."

"No, no, it’s not like that." Yolanda was almost crying, "I can play more than just this one."

People in the audience mocked,

"Then play it! Show your skills and prove yourself!"

"Maestro lody plays so well, you’re scared, aren’t you? You don’t dare to play, do you?"

"Apologize!"

"Apologize to Maestro lody!"

"You don’t deserve second place! You don’t even belong in this circle!"

"Yolanda, you are a disgrace to the piano world! Please leave this circle!"

"Get out of here! Get out!"

Attlee and Olga watched helplessly as their daughter went from being the center of attention as the second place to being despised by everyone, all because of Rosemary!

Just as they were about to say sothing to help, Rosemary spoke.

"Just now, I ran into one of your old classmates downstairs." Rosemary spoke with a calm expression and a strong aura, "Let’s invite her up now." Everyone looked surprised as a girl ca up on stage and

said elegantly, "Hi everyone, my na is Tina. I ca with Frida to the award ceremony. I used to be in the sa class as Yolanda."

Yolanda said in surprise, "Tina!"

She used to get along very well with Tina, they could be called good friends. But after so conflicts and Tina’s transfer, they lost contact. Could Tina have been bought off by Rosemary?

No matter what, Yolanda felt like she was done for today! She subconsciously clenched her fists, her face pale.

"Yolanda’s family wasn’t well–off before, I’ve been to her house and there wasn’t a piano. In fact, she was very envious of learning the piano since childhood, and would always look at the piano when

she ca to my house. I can testify that before Yolanda went to high school, she had never touched a piano, and couldn’t even tell the difference between the bass and treble clefs. She should have started

learning the piano after she started high school." Tina said.

The mont she said that, everyone started whispering to each other.

They all thought Yolanda had been playing plano since she was little, but turned out. She only started in high school?

Yolanda tried to explain in a low voice, "Later, my parents found a piano teacher."

Before she could finish, Rosemary calmly asked, "This lady, is she the piano teacher you’re talking about?"

A young woman stepped onto the stage, glanced at Yolanda, and greeted everyone, "Hello, everyone, I’m Yolanda’s piano teacher, I taught her for a month."

A month. She only learned piano for a month....

Everyone was stunned.

"She had no previous piano experience. At first, I taught her to recognize famous music, but she had a hard ti rembering each lody and often made mistakes with her fingering. Then in the following days, she suddenly got it, wrote a lody, and asked for my opinion."

"I had never heard such beautiful music. The entire piece was coherent, extrely passionate and magnificent, as if it could absorb everything! At that ti, I suspected she was passing off a master’s

work as her own. Because she had only been learning piano for a few days, it was impossible to create such good music. But I looked it up online for a long ti and couldn’t find any similar pieces, so I

believed her and highly praised her musical talent. I asked her, she said she was suddenly inspired and improvised it. To be honest, as soone who has been in the piano industry for more than a decade. I can’t write such a pleasing tune! So I felt inferior and quit."

What the piano teacher didn’t expect was, her intuition was right. This piece was not Yolanda’s, but a direct plagiarism of a master’s work!

No wonder it was so good!

Yolanda backed away two steps, the revealed truth shocking her into silence, her body shaking non–stop.

She knew, her piano career, was completely over!

People below the stage were mad.

"Shaless!"

"You are a thief!"

"I see she’s good at defending herself, I wonder if she will slander the master again."

"Apologize to the master!"

"You owe an apology to the creator and those who cherish originality!"

"Must apologize!"

"Apologize to the master! Or we won’t let you leave this theater!"

Many of the audience spontaneously stood up, harshly criticizing the girl on stage.

For the first ti, Yolanda tasted the bitterness of disrepute.

Zachary in the audience suddenly found the girl he deeply loved beca strange, vain, frightening.

She held the master’s work, insisted it was her own, and wouldn’t stop until she was in such a disgraceful situation. It was like he never knew her.

At that mont, Mrs. Panter, who had hurried over, saw this scene. Her face was full of surprise and anger.

This girl was such a disappointnt! Thankfully she was not a mber of the Panter family, otherwise, they would be the ones embarrassed today!

"You’re finally here." Mrs. Bright in the audience saw Mrs. Panter and couldn’t help but sarcastically remark, "It’s right for you not to acknowledge her as your family. She stole the master’s work and still

won’t admit it. So embarrassing."

"Mom, how co you’re here?" Zachary noticed his mother had arrived.

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