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She could not foresee her future, nor could she foresee Gong Ke’er’s future.
How strange.
If she knew that Gu Junyi would take so many days off, she would definitely have tried to foresee what would happen to Gu Junyi.
Qin Ruohan was Gu Junyi’s uncle. Was Qin Ruohan’s disappearance related to Gu Junyi’s disappearance?
“Tang Tang, why are you so unhappy recently?”
Gong Ke’er nudged Ye Caitang curiously with her shoulder. Ye Caitang schooled the serious expression on her face and smiled.
“Nothing. I’m just thinking about the future.”
“What future are you thinking about? Co with to register for the National Youth Piano Competition,” Gong Ke’er said with a smile as she hugged Ye
Caitang’s arm.
“I guarantee you’ll have a bright future.”
“What?” Ye Caitang looked at Gong Ke’er in surprise with a complicated expression.
“National Youth Piano Competition?”
In her previous life, Gong Ke’er had t with that terrifying ending because she had participated in this competition. She could not let Gong Ke’er repeat the sa mistake.
“That’s right. I’ve been playing the piano since elentary school just to participate in such a large-scale race. My dream can finally co true.”
Gong Ke’er’s beautiful and cute face brimd with anticipation and yearning as she made a “love” gesture with her hands.
“I’m really looking forward to place in the competition.”
“It’s best if it’s the top prize. If not, runner-up is fine too. Worst-case scenario, third prize is okay too.”
Ye Caitang looked at Gong Ke’er’s expectant face and couldn’t bear to hurt her.
In her previous life, Gong Ke’er did not get placed at all and her hands were even crippled by soone.
In this life, she wanted to help, but she could not foresee Gong Ke’er’s future.
The only solution now was to deal with this problem at its root.
“Ke’er, I don’t think the National Youth Piano Competition is worth much.”
Ye Caitang asked softly,
“Why don’t we skip it?”
“What do you an that it’s not worth much?”
Gong Ke’er imdiately glared at Ye Caitang unhappily.
“I’ve been looking forward to this competition all my life. My parents also hope that I can place in the competition.”
“What’s so special about a national competition? Even if you win the top prize, there’s nothing to brag about.”
Seeing that Gong Ke’er was unwilling to give up, Ye Caitang imdiately persuaded her subtly.
“We should aim higher and participate in the International Youth Piano Competition. Don’t you agree?”
When Gong Ke’er heard Ye Caitang’s words, she imdiately smacked Ye Caitang’s head.
“You bad girl, your thinking is wrong—worshiping foreign culture but despising your own cultural heritage. See if you don’t get sent to the eighteenth level of hell.’
Ye Caitang:
She did not worship with foreign culture and despise her own cultural heritage. She just did not want this silly girl to be in danger.
“Do you really have to participate in this stupid National Youth Piano
Competition
Gong Ke’er nodded solemnly. “Yes.”
“Besides, this isn’t a stupid youth competition. It’s a very honorable competition. Don’t insult my dream again, or our friendship is over.”
Gong Ke’er imdiately raised her fist at Ye Caitang and gestured threateningly at her.
Ye Caitang:
She sighed silently in her heart.
“Looks like I can’t change your mind.”
Gong Ke’er bought two sticks of candied hawthorn at the school gate and handed one to Ye Caitang.
“No, you can’t.”
Ye Caitang took the red candied hawthorns and bit one before saying gloomily, “Since I can’t change your mind, I’ll have to stick it out to the end with you then…”
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