Chapter 1043: Chapter 1043: A Song for My Boyfriend Chapter 1043: Chapter 1043: A Song for My Boyfriend No matter what, Rong Yan believed in her, and she could not let Rong Yan down!

The stage lights clicked on, brilliant floodlights shining on the person on stage, and that red dress was breathtakingly beautiful!

Rong Yan wore a red dress identical to the one Chu Xi had on; her skin was whiter than snow, which, under the dazzling red’s contrast, looked even more translucent and fair. Her delicate features were so beautiful they were lethal. The style of the dress was very simple, with the greatest trickery hidden at the back.

The slightly exposed waist was adorned with a glamorous, retro bow, and the long bow extended down to the hem of the dress. This extreme yet unexposed sensuality made Rong Yan shine with bold brightness, like a demi-fey.

There she sat quietly on the high stool at the center of the stage, in a languid pose, one hand resting on the propped-up microphone, seemingly waiting for the music to begin.

Some people are simply destined to outshine the rest from the moment they appear!

Rong Yan just happened to be that kind of person.

The backstage musician gave them an OK gesture, Qi Yue took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and struck the first note on her guitar.

A cascade of notes spilled from her fingertips, and not just the judges–but even the ordinary audience members–could tell something was amiss.

“How come this intro sounds so familiar?”

“It’s similar to the new song Qingqing just performed.”

“What’s going on, both people are singing the same song, wasn’t Yan Qingqing’s song claimed to be her own creation? Why would Rong Yan also use the same song? I’m a bit dizzy.”

“Rong Yan plagiarizing?”

The venue of thousands hummed with whispers and ongoing discussions.

Hanks Dina, seated in the middle of the judges, picked up her pen expressionlessly and focused on the person on stage.

If Rong Yan was simply going to repeat what Yan Qingqing had just performed, then there was no need for her to stay here any longer.

She would also have to reconsider the female lead for “City Falling.”

Chu Xi had not expected such a dramatic scene to unfold; her slender eyes swirled with intrigue, she glanced sideways without trace, and the corners of her mouth lifted slightly.

Qi Yue, with her eyes closed, could not see the audience’s reaction; she was fully immersed in the performance, moving forward with the intro. Behind the stage, a once-anxious Yan Qingqing relaxed and scoffed, “I thought with her scary talk she would come up with something different, but as I expected, she’s just redoing what we performed earlier, huh, does she think she can win that way? The audience already has a preconceived notion, we sang it first and claimed it was our own creation, so it’s mine no matter how well she sings, it’s still just imitating me.”

Xia Xue wasn’t as relaxed; she became anxious and said, “Qingqing, listen, I feel like some of the tune has changed.”

Yan Qingqing listened carefully but couldn’t make sense of it, “Where has it changed? I think you’re just too sensitive. Even if there are slight differences, what does it matter? As long as the overall remains the same, she can’t come up with anything spectacular. Anyway, if it’s similar, it’s imitation on her part!”

Xia Xue didn’t respond; she always felt something was different, this song felt different.

Even just the intro gave her a different feeling; the mood of the entire song, the pitch had changed, her heart raced, suspecting Rong Yan was about to hit her with an unexpected blow.

The guitar, in Qi Yue’s hands, seemed to come to life with fluid music pouring out. Rong Yan, unfazed by the clamorous doubts below, held the microphone and whispered, “This is a song I wrote for my boyfriend.”