Chapter 232: Chapter 232: Autistic Piano Girl VS Part-Time Tutor (29) Chapter 232: Chapter 232: Autistic Piano Girl VS Part-Time Tutor (29) Tang Zhongyi flipped through the comments of the netizens page by page, his inner fury barely containable as he saw Yang Huiying’s self-righteous condemnation.
A despicable plagiarist?
How dare she, Yang Huiying, say such things!
Who was Zhaozhao? How could she possibly plagiarize someone else’s work?
This particular song was written by Zhaozhao especially for him—if she knew it had been exploited by Yang Huiying with ulterior motives, he couldn’t imagine how heartbroken she would be.
He had decided, he wouldn’t tell Zhaozhao about this.
But while he kept it from her, he forgot about another person—Tang Qian.
Little Tang Qian didn’t understand the treacherous world of adults, he just naively found it odd that something clearly written by Auntie Zhaozhao was being claimed by Teacher Yang.
By the time Tang Zhongyi arrived in Gu Shengyin’s room, he saw a very unhappy Zhaozhao.
She sat on the bed hugging her legs, ignoring his arrival.
“What’s wrong?” he sat down beside her.
Gu Shengyin secretly despised the whining self she was about to become, yet her eyes reddened at the drop of a hat.
Tang Zhongyi became anxious immediately, hurriedly asking what had upset her.
Gu Shengyin said with a choke, “…you…Yang… it was me who wrote it…”
It took Tang Zhongyi quite an effort to understand what she meant.
It was because of that woman Yang Huiying again, his face turned so dark it seemed like it could drip with water.
“Zhaozhao, rest assured, no one can take away what’s yours!” he swore to Gu Shengyin.
But Gu Shengyin pulled at his sleeve, handing him something wrapped in a gift box shaped like a rabbit.
“It was… supposed to be your gift.” After she spoke, she remembered something else, and the tears fell even harder.
Tang Zhongyi didn’t have time to unwrap the gift; he fumbled to comfort her, and after much effort, finally got the tearful Gu Shengyin to fall asleep.
Only then did he open the gift.
Tang Zhongyi tiptoed out of the room and returned to the study, where he booted up the computer and played the contents of the CD.
The girl in the video seemed a bit unused to the camera, her smile shy—it was Ning Zhao.
“This is my gift to you, Tang Zhongyi—’You’. This song contains everything I want to say to you. This song exists because of you.”
Although Ning Zhao no longer had trouble speaking, she rarely spoke such a coherent string of words, especially not in front of a camera. Tang Zhongyi was sure that even such a short sentence must have taken Zhaozhao quite some practice.
After that, the video showed a girl in a white dress with long hair, sitting quietly at the piano, playing the song ‘You’ over and over. Her expression was so devoted, as if the song was her entire world.
Tang Zhongyi didn’t know how long he watched the video, a smile unconsciously curving his lips. The anger brought on by Yang Huiying had dissipated without him noticing.
Look, his girl was also filled to the brim with thoughts of him. She prepared gifts for him with great care, tried speaking in front of a camera for him, and created such a song for him.
He opened the forum again—the post by Yang Huiying had been bumped up high to appear in the hottest spot on the front page.
Many people were supporting Yang Huiying, calling to expose the shameless plagiarist so she could no longer stay in the music industry.
Tang Zhongyi coldly stared at the name Yang Huiying at the top of the post.
He was very reluctant to video with others, but…