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This is definitely not a coincidence, nor do the two share the same thoughts.
It's normal to have similarities, but to have the entire piece match... that's the strangest part.
At this moment, Wen Mian's face went through a rapid succession of changes, shifting from shock to astonishment, and then to disbelief.
She wanted nothing more than to rush onto the stage, grab Ma Lingling's hand, and interrogate her thoroughly.
But the reality proved that she could not do so.
The audience and competitors below the stage were still watching the scene intently.
No one knew that the piece Ma Lingling was playing was identical to her own.
"This contestant's piece isn't bad."
At that time, a wave of praise sounded in her ears.
The judges nodded repeatedly, seemingly very appreciative of Ma Lingling's work.
They even bent their heads writing something on the score sheet, grading Ma Lingling's performance.
