Chapter 1052: Although Carrie said she had not seen him at the Music Association, this was the age of information. Even he, a man of tradition, knew how to use Whatand watch short videos. Surely, she could reach him through her phone.
No. The truth was simpler-she just was not focused. Her attention was scattered. Between her rare visits to the Music Association and her other ventures-acting, scriptwriting, running a business-it was clear where her energy went.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtPeople only had so much to give. And the more she split herself across everything, the less she had left for music. She did not even start with an advantage. Compared to the other students, she had more gaps than strengths. Her only edge was a bit of raw instinct.
Instinct, though powerful, was never enough on its own. Kendall had witnessed this repeatedly. Talent might ignite the flame, but it was the hard work that fueled it into something greater.
The more Kendall thought about it, the more his frustration grew. He nearly turned to scold Carrie-but stopped. She was pregnant. He knew how fragile those first months could be. His own wife had lost their first child due to something as small as a stressful day.
So he said nothing. Just looked at Carrie for a moment, then turned away, bitter and quiet. In his heart, he mourned for his friend. Josh had been brilliant. And now, there was no successor.
The students who followed after delivered lackluster performances. None managed to captivate the audience, whose interest gradually faded. As attention drifted, hushed conversations began to ripple through the crowd, many veering off-topic and turning to the more exciting buzz surrounding Randell's recent release.
Because someone was still performing on stage, the audience kept their voices low, but Carrie still caught fragments of the discussion-words like "Aliza," "composition," and "Randell" stood out.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmPerplexed, she leaned toward Arion and asked, "I heard them mention Aliza and Randell. What's the connection between them?" ☐☐☐☐☐☐ ☐☐☐☐ gat.nov"They're saying Aliza is Randell's composer," Arion replied with an amused shrug.
Carrie's eyes widened in disbelief.
Reece, misinterpreting her surprise as anxiety, quickly reassured her, "Don't worry about it. It's all just baseless gossip. Aliza's piece and Randell's new song share a few elements, so people are jumping to conclusions." Arion joined in, explaining, "There are only 24 keys in piano music, and the chords are fairly standardized. I listened to sof Randell's tracks on the way here-his composer often uses D major. Aliza's piece was in D major too. That's probably where the similarity ends. It doesn't prove anything." Had it been casual listeners making those claims, Arion's explanation might have sufficed. But the audience at the Music Association was filled with seasoned professionals-composers, judges, and instructors. They wouldn't mistake basic tonal similarities for true compositional resemblance unless the resemblance was indeed striking.
Carrie hadn't heard Aliza's performance, so she couldn't draw e apy conclusions yet.
After a moment's thought, she asked, "Did anyone record Aliza'se performance? I'd like to listen."