Ten Gold Points

In the crowd, Fu Anlan said hysterically, "Feng Qing, you wretched girl, why are you treating Jianing like this? The Feng family doesn't have a child like you, and I don't have a daughter as embarrassing as you."

Feng Qing's expression was cold. Her last fantasy of Fu Anlan was completely destroyed. Such biases, was this really her biological mother?

"Feng Jianing, how can you prove that this song was composed by you?" Feng Qing asked coldly.

At the crucial point, the scene fell silent again. Everyone looked at Feng Jianing with anticipation.

"Proof? Of course!" Feng Jianing also sneered. "Dear judges, this song was indeed composed by me because I have the original manuscript." As soon as she finished speaking, she walked to the side of the stage and took a few pieces of paper from Wu Xue. The piece of paper was opened. There were sections of music scores written on it, and there were traces of alteration in many places.