Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Ye Wangchuan did not answer him directly, but looked at him with serious eyes and said, "I will take this document."

"You haven't told me who that person is yet." Nie Mi obviously cared about this matter.

Ye Wangchuan treated him as an elder, thought for a moment, and said: "I can't tell you the identity of that person yet. This involves Nian Nian's privacy. She is not willing to say it yet, so I can't tell you. You just need to As long as you know that person did it on purpose, she didn’t have much deep meaning in doing it, just to make Nian Nian unhappy... I just didn’t expect that it would involve the Traditional Music Department of Tsinghua University.”

Nie Mi's brows relaxed slightly: "I'm not saying that I'm unhappy about the tradition, I'm just sorry for Niannian. She spent a lot of time writing the arrangement. She was obviously the first place, so why did they say they wouldn't give it away? I’m just so angry!”

Although he didn't know who Ye Wangchuan was talking about, he still felt sorry for Qiao Nian.

However, Nie Mi tasted something unusual from Ye Wangchuan's obscure words.

He waved his hand again without waiting for Ye Wangchuan to answer, his face brightened slightly, and he said: "Your matters are more important, so don't worry about what I said. Anyway, everything should be focused on you first, don't be influenced by me..."

"I came to you just to tell you that there is such a thing. Since this matter involves other reasons, I will submit a protest to the organizing committee first and take a look before talking about it."

"Okay, I'll take this first." Ye Wangchuan held the cowhide roll Nie Mi gave him in his hand. Although he was still smiling and nodding to Nie Mi, the smile was not as deep as his eyes.

He stood at the back door of Qing Dynasty University and chatted with Nie Mi for a few words. Seeing that it was getting late, he politely asked Nie Mi to go back.

However, Nie Mi didn't let him send him off and quickly called a car to pick him up.

Ye Wangchuan watched him leave, then returned to the car, opened the door, put the cowhide bag in first, then put on a polite smile on his handsome face and half-squinted his eyes.

I took my cell phone out of the car and made a call before going out.

"Check out the list of winners of the International Arranger Competition over the years, as well as the list they are preparing to officially announce this year."

Ji Lin was abroad, so he was quite surprised to receive this call: "Master Wan, when did you become so interested in the music industry?"

Ye Wangchuan leaned into the car and fastened his seat belt, very casually: "Go and check."

Ji Lin couldn't help but ask again: "Okay, I'll check right away."

"Um."

Ye Wangchuan hung up the phone and put the phone next to him. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the cowhide bag at his hand.

He picked up the cowhide bag again, opened it, took out the document from it, and turned to the middle page about the column about the reasons for canceling Qiao Nian's first place.

Focus on that name.

Mrs. Nie.

Nie Qingru was really afraid that Qiao Nian wouldn't be able to tell that it was her work, and even wanted to disgust Qiao Nian even if her real name was revealed.

It seems that this incident in F Continent has greatly stimulated her nerves.

Ye Wangchuan stuffed the document back in. His long black eyelashes drooped down to cover the sudden coldness in his eyes. He put his hands on the steering wheel, turned the car around, and stepped on the accelerator.

The car sped off into the night.

**

The next day.

As expected, the official website of the International Arranging Competition couldn’t wait to post this year’s winners list, but I don’t know if they did it on purpose.

This year's long list of winners did not include any contestants from country Z.

Qiao Nian, the only one who won the excellence award, became particularly conspicuous, even more dazzling than those who were not on the list.