How did I compose this piece? What does that mean? Composing music isn’t that complicated! There isn’t a need for any special circumstances. That’s too dramatic. Emily shook her head rather lightly. “I don’t believe composing music requires any special conditions. It is professionalism that a professional artist should already have.” It isn’t that difficult!
As soon as she spoke those words, the audience exploded with admiration.
“Wow. Is she gifted? How can she create such a magnificent work without putting much effort into it?”
“Oh my god. This is just unbelievable. As a student who got trained under Hilbert, aren’t her capabilities just too strong?”
“Tsk, tsk, tsk. I can bet that Emily’s skills are on par with Gordon’s and Walter’s. Who knows? She might even overshadow those two as time goes on.”
“I agree. Don’t forget Sweet Tune. Emily should be at the same level as Sweet Tune now.”
“Tsk, tsk, tsk. Sweet Tune hasn’t been active for a long time now. She’s probably been replaced by Emily.”
“That’s right. Back then, Sweet Tune was also the idol in our hearts!”
“I wonder if Sweet Tune will participate in the competition. I want to see her and Emily have a showdown with each other.”
Wesley and Antonio sighed. “Out with the old, in with the new.”
As Emily fiddled with her hair, a look of disdain flashed across her eyes.
Sweet Tune? She snickered. Sweet Tune might not be able to beat me anymore!
Moreover, Wesley and Antonio were implying that the title of champion was a hundred percent hers now.
At one corner, Henry effused, “Janet, your sister is quite good at playing the piano. For a moment there, I almost saw her as Sweet Tune.” He gazed at her in admiration.
Janet did not know what to say.
“What do you think, Babe?” Mason asked as he lowered his eyes to look at her.
“I think…” she pondered carefully. “If that really is her original work, then she has a chance of being the champion.”
Henry was slightly astonished. “Janet, what do you mean by that? Emily just said she composed this song herself!”
Beside them, Lee suddenly laughed. “Aren’t her implications clear enough? It’s not original.”
Henry was dumbfounded as if he could only think of one possibility. “Are you saying she drew inspiration from someone else’s work?”
“Drew inspiration?” Janet chuckled and seemed indifferent. “Don’t make plagiarism sound so refreshing.”
Henry was lost in the middle of their conversation as though he was an outsider who did not know anything. “Emily plagiarized someone? Who?”
Lee touched his nose casually and teased, “Young Master Moss, do you care that much about what Emily does? Don’t tell me you fell in love just after one song?”
Henry grew slightly upset from being teased. He snapped, “Nonsense! I will always flaunt my feathers for Sweet Tune.”
Emily and Sweet Tune did not only differ slightly.
Janet rolled her eyes in her mind. Flaunt his feathers? Does he think he’s a peacock now? He’s just impossible!
Just then, a sweet voice suddenly rang from beside them. “Young Master Sanders. Young Master Moss. Young Master Mason. What did you think of my original piece?”
Lee turned to look at her. He smiled reluctantly and gave a remark that was both superficial and hypocritical. “Your song, ‘Glimmer of Dawn’, was quite spectacular, Miss Emily.”
The moment she heard his critique, her heart skipped a beat. Don’t tell me he caught on?
