Ye Wangchuan didn't answer him directly, but looked at him with deep eyes and said, "I'll take this docunt."
"You haven't told who that person is yet." Nie Mi was obviously very concerned about this matter.
Ye Wangchuan treated him as an elder, pondered for a mont, and said, "I can't tell you the identity of that person yet. It involves Nian Nian's privacy. She is not willing to say it for the ti being, so I can't tell you either. You just need to know that the person did it on purpose. She didn't do it with much deep aning, purely to make Nian Nian uncomfortable… She just didn't expect it to implicate the Qing University Traditional Music Departnt."
Nie Mi's brow relaxed slightly: "It's not that I'm standing up for traditional music, I'm just upset for Nian Nian. She spent a lot of ti writing the arrangent. She was clearly the first place, why do they say they won't give it to her? I'm just angry!"
Even though he didn't know who the person Ye Wangchuan was talking about was, he still felt injustice for Qiao Nian.
However, Nie Mi discerned so unusual things from Ye Wangchuan's implicit words.
Without waiting for Ye Wangchuan to answer, he waved his hand again, his expression slightly clearing, and said, "Your affairs are more important, don't mind what I said. Anyway, put your matters first, don't be influenced by …"
"I ca to you just to say that there is such a thing. Since this matter involves other reasons, I will first submit a protest to the organizing committee and see what happens."
"Okay, I'll take this first." Ye Wangchuan held the cowhide scroll Nie Mi gave him. Although he was still smiling and nodding to Nie Mi, the smile didn't reach his eyes.
He stood at the back door of Qing University and chatted with Nie Mi for a few words. Seeing that it was getting late, he politely offered to send Nie Mi back.
However, Nie Mi didn't let him send him. Soon, he called a car to pick him up.
Ye Wangchuan watched him leave, then turned back to the car, opened the door, and first put the cowhide bag in. Then, he put away the polite smile on his handso face and narrowed his eyes slightly.
He took out his phone from the car and made a call.
"Check the list of winners of the International Arrangent Competition over the years, and the list they are preparing to officially announce this year."
Ji Lin, who was abroad, was quite surprised to receive this call: "Master Ye, when did you beco so interested in the music circle?"
Ye Wangchuan leaned into the car and fastened his seat belt, very casually: "Just check it out."
Ji Lin didn't dare to ask any more questions: "Okay, I'll check it right away."
"Okay."
Ye Wangchuan hung up the phone and casually put his phone aside. The corner of his eye caught sight of the cowhide bag beside him again.
He picked up the cowhide bag again, opened it, took out the docunt from inside, and turned to the page in the middle that stated the reason for canceling Qiao Nian's first place.
He focused on the na.
Mrs. Nie.
Nie Qingru really feared that Qiao Nian wouldn't recognize it as her handiwork, and even didn't hesitate to expose her real na to disgust Qiao Nian.
It seems that the incident in F Continent greatly stimulated her nerves.
Ye Wangchuan put the docunt back in, his long black eyelashes drooping down, covering the cold fire that suddenly rose in his eyes. He put his hand on the steering wheel, turned the car around, and stepped on the gas pedal.
The car sped out into the night.
* *
The next day.
The official website of the International Arrangent Competition couldn't wait to put up the list of this year's winners, and it's unknown if they did it on purpose.
This year, a long list of winners didn't even have a Z Country contestant winning an award.
Qiao Nian, the only one who got an Excellence Award at the end, beca particularly conspicuous, even more glaring than those who weren't on the list.
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