Chapter 867: Does Tang Ruge Really Know Music?

Then, Qiao Xi released another music score. It was Tang Ruge’s. The handwriting on the two documents was completely different. Everyone knew that Tang Ruge was Fu Sheng, but why was the handwriting on the two scores different?

Tang Ruge originally wanted to comfort the angry Xu Da, but when she saw the enlarged photos on the screen, her expression instantly stiffened. Her eyes then became filled with viciousness.

Her mind was blank, and time seemed to have stopped. She could only clearly hear the sound of her own heartbeat. It was intense and chaotic.

The entire venue was silent, but comments popped up crazily: [Wow! It’s really different!]

[Could it be that what Qiao Xi said is true? Tang Ruge isn’t the real Fu Sheng?]

Qiao Xi swept her gaze over everyone’s different expressions and smiled lightly. “Miss Tang, can you explain why the handwriting on the two scores is different?”

Tang Ruge’s body trembled as if she had been struck by lightning. Her face was as pale as paper, and her lips were trembling so much that she could not say anything.

At this moment, the surrounding reporters also became anxious. “Miss Tang?”

Amidst the chaos, Madam Tang explained loudly, “What’s strange about that? The scribbles on that music score were written by Ruge’s assistant who took down Ruge’s notes for her. Ruge is usually very busy, so of course, she can’t do everything herself. Isn’t it normal for the assistant to help jot down notes?

“Qiao Xi, today is the award ceremony for Ruge. Why must you make a scene at such an important time? What good will it do you? I advise you to leave quickly. No matter how much you fool around, you can’t change the fact that Ruge is Fu Sheng!”

Tang Ruge was so nervous that sweat broke out on her forehead. Hearing Madam Tang’s words, she slowly raised her head and revealed an extremely aggrieved expression.

Qiao Xi was expressionless as she chuckled. “Since you’re so sure that Miss Tang is Fu Sheng, how about I ask you a few questions? Miss Tang, you’re an upright person. I believe you won’t refuse.”

Before Tang Ruge could answer, Qiao Xi asked, “Miss Tang, the song you won the award for is indeed very nice. How many notes does your song have?”

Tang Ruge choked and replied angrily, “Why should I answer you? This has nothing to do with the award—”

“As a composer, it’s easy to memorize a few notes. Could it be that you don’t know at all?”

Xu Da looked impatient. “Miss Fu Sheng, just tell her to leave quickly and not delay the award ceremony.”

Tang Ruge was so nervous that her lips turned pale. How would she know how many notes there were in the song? She did not know music at all and had only heard the song a few times.

This b*tch! She should have killed her a long time ago!

Tang Ruge clenched her fists and bit her lip tightly. If she insisted on not saying it, it would definitely arouse suspicion. She closed her eyes and thought carefully. There did not seem to be many notes in the song ‘Dust’. There were probably two?

Her voice trembled. “There should be two.”

Everyone was stunned, their eyes filled with confusion.

Tang Ruge’s heart instantly trembled when she saw everyone’s stunned expressions. She was just about to open her mouth to change the answer when Qiao Xi spoke first, “Miss Tang, did you say there are two?”

“Uhh…”

The musicians who came to attend the award ceremony discussed in low voices. “Two? Anyone who knows music would know that this song has many notes. It’s absolutely impossible for there to only be two!”

Tang Ruge heard the low discussions of the musicians around her and hurriedly said, “It’s not two, it’s five. I was nervous and said the wrong thing just now. It’s five!”

The moment that was said, everyone was stunned. They were all music lovers. Although they had not calculated how many notes there were in this song, they knew very well that there were definitely more than five.

[Does Tang Ruge really know music?]

Qiao Xi chuckled. “Miss Tang, unfortunately, you gave the wrong answer!”

Sweat trickled down Tang Ruge’s forehead, and her expression gradually became ferocious. This b*tch! What right did she have to ruin her award ceremony?

“Miss Tang, this song was composed four years ago by Fu Sheng. Although it was a long time ago, how could a composer not remember their own song? The chorus of this song has eight notes, so your answer is wrong.

“Did you really compose this song? Why do I feel that you’re not familiar with the song you composed? Anyone who knows a little music knows that this song has a lot of notes, but you don’t! I’m really curious if it’s because you have a bad memory or if you’re not Fu Sheng at all.”