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The professor had to sacrifice her for her own career. That is why Cui Yongjuan was expelled. That is why she wanted to return to her country. She wanted to win the Gold Medal in the competition and become my disciple. She wanted to clear her name, hoping to use my brilliance to overshadow her stain. But I would never let her have her way.
In addition to Cui Yongjuan's experiences abroad, the Private Detective also sent me a document. It contained a phone recording of Cui Yongjuan and someone else. "Don't worry, I will definitely win the Gold Medal." "I will become Cui Yongmei's disciple, tell you her techniques, and reveal all the secrets she knows." "As long as you divorce your wife and be with me."
I lay on the hospital bed, looking out the window. Tomorrow night is the celebration banquet. I have already handed all the evidence of the crime to my lawyer. I want justice for my mother's death.
The next evening, disregarding the doctor's advice, I left the hospital. Dressed appropriately, I arrived at the hotel for the celebration banquet. The hotel was luxurious, filled with many social elites and big names from the music industry. Today was not only Cui Yongjuan's celebration banquet but also her master recognition ceremony. She had won the Gold Medal in the piano competition and was about to become a disciple in Quzhou.
Ma Zhiqiang stopped me at the hotel entrance: "Why are you dressed like this?" "Didn't I buy you a dress?" "Why aren't you wearing it?" I smiled and replied, "That dress doesn't fit."
Ma Zhiqiang glanced at my fingers and said, "Remember, don't let anyone see your fingers." He handed me a pair of gloves. I took the gloves and put them on.
Ma Zhiqiang held my hand and said, "Yongmei, after tonight, we will get married." "You promised me." "I promise you." I pulled my hand away and turned to walk into the hotel.
Inside the hotel, I saw the arrangement teacher. He gestured to me, and I instantly felt at ease. The celebration banquet soon began. Cui Yongjuan, wearing a blue Mermaid Skirt, performed the piece I composed titled Nirvana. She changed the name of the piece to Dawn. When the performance ended, thunderous applause erupted from the audience. Li Ming was very satisfied with Cui Yongjuan's performance.
But just then, a man suddenly stood up. "Miss Cui Yongjuan, may I ask if this piece is your original work?" Cui Yongjuan paused for a moment and replied, "Of course."
"But I heard that this piece was composed by Miss Cui Yongmei." Cui Yongjuan smiled and said, "Sir, I don't know why you would say that. But this piece is indeed my original work. If you don't believe me, I can show everyone my arrangement records." Saying this, Cui Yongjuan took out her laptop and opened the arrangement software. She entered her password and pulled up her previous arrangement records. "Look, this is a piece I arranged six months ago."
The man scoffed, "Six months ago, Miss Cui Yongmei also arranged this piece."
"And while she was composing, I was right beside her."
"Miss Cui Yongjuan, your piece is exactly the same as Miss Cui Yongmei's. How do you explain that?"
Cui Yongjuan's expression changed:
"Sir, do not slander me."
"Cui Yongmei is my sister. How could I possibly not know the piece she composed?"
"On the contrary, it is possible that she has seen the piece I composed."
"Perhaps she secretly passed my piece to you."
Cui Yongjuan looked at Li Ming:
"Teacher Li, my sister also knows that I am competing."
"She was worried that I would lose the competition, so she helped me revise the piece."
"But I lacked confidence and didn't use the version she revised."
"Perhaps she felt dissatisfied and sold the piece to someone else."
After saying this, Cui Yongjuan shot me a fierce glare.
Ma Zhiqiang walked over to me and lowered his voice.
"Yongmei, you should just admit it."
"As long as you admit it, Yongjuan will get through this crisis."
"Then we can get married."
"Yongmei, don't you want to marry me?"
I curled my lips and lifted my long skirt.
"I do."
"But there are things I want to do even more."
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