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Hearing Chung Ziyin's words, the crowd burst into an uproar. They looked at Lee Zhuoyan with strange expressions. "As expected, all geniuses are liars." "That's right. How could she compose a song at 16?" "Nowadays, people make up all kinds of nonsense to become famous." Lee Zhuoyan's face turned pale. She had never heard of "Silver Wind Break." She had really composed the song herself