Girl, you think too highly of yourself!
Feeling the scorn of her own manager, the young girl was pleased to be trusted but still puffed her cheeks out in annoyance.
Brother Shen was mocking her!
So infuriating!
Angry, the young girl forcefully shoved the straw into the yogurt bottle and took a fierce sip.
"The original manuscript of 'One Thought' was only seen by my mom and a few elders. Even Teacher Yan just saw the adapted version," she swallowed the yogurt and suddenly remembered something, "Brother Shen, what's the name of the piano competition in that video?"
"Seems like it starts with an 'I'...," Shen Wenqian also couldn't recall, he scrolled through the computer, "Oh, it's called the Ilysa International Piano Competition."
Ruan Qi's peach-blossom eyes narrowed slightly, "Is it the one on February 1st?"
Shen Wenqian shook his head, "I'm not sure about that; the blogger who posted the video didn't specify a date. What's up?"
Ruan Qi didn't speak.
