"Xiao Qian?!" Xu Pei frowned and looked towards Luo Xiaoqian at her side, "What's going on?"
Luo Xiaoqian, who had never experienced anything like this, was inevitably panicked. Upon being asked, she hesitated, "I... I don't know!"
The reporters nearby naturally took her reaction as a sign of guilt and immediately started bombarding her with questions.
"Miss Luo, don't you think you owe everyone an explanation?"
"Is what the homeless singer said true?"
"Why would he have this song's lead sheet?"
"Taking other people's work, that behavior is even more shameful than a thief!"
...
"That's not true, the song is indeed written by me!" Luo Xiaoqian said loudly.
"If you wrote it, then how do you explain that the other party knows the melody and lyrics of this song?" a reporter countered.
Yu Tong and Zhuo Yannan and others quickly came to their senses, rushed over, and shielded Luo Xiaoqian.