Chapter 40
Ye Tang didn't understand. She had paved the road. As long as there were no mistakes, No. 1 would be Ming Qingcheng!

However, Ming Qingcheng still took the wrong approach and chose a blind bomb.

The final result was that I made two small mistakes in the middle of the performance. I couldn't even get No. 2, but only got third place.

No matter how much halo you appear on the scene, how loud the mocking voices will be when you end up like this.

The Ming family didn't even have the nerve to attend the final awards banquet, so they came right back.

During this period, no matter how she asked, Ming Qingcheng always looked guilty and sorry, and kept apologizing.

Ye Tang was disappointed, but he felt even more sad for her, and couldn't say anything to blame her.

For the rest of the weekend, the Ming family said nothing about the piano competition.

Luo Jingyao came over on Sunday, drove away, and said hello.

He is going back to continue his studies.

Ming Qingcheng could clearly feel that his attitude had become much lighter.

The depressing atmosphere continued into Monday.

Guardian.

Everyone in the key class knew about Ming Qingcheng's participation in the piano competition.

And everyone knows that she is the favorite to win the championship. With the promotion of her fans, everyone has a perception that she can definitely win the championship.

However, I know that the students in the key class are very busy studying, and not everyone is interested in piano.

Most people in the class were not directly paying attention to the results of the piano competition.

Therefore, when Ming Qingcheng and Jiang Yining returned to the key class one after another, everyone looked over.

Squad leader Zhou Minghai stood up with excitement and congratulated Ming Qingcheng.

"Classmate Ming, your piano competition was held on the weekend, right? Congratulations on winning No. 1!"

After two days of settling down, he finally regained his calm mood. After hearing his words, Ming Qingcheng's face stiffened uncontrollably.

Jiang Yining continued to walk to his position as if nothing had happened.

The others surrounded Ming Qingcheng.

“We Qingcheng are so powerful, it’s normal to take first place!”

"Although I have known it for a long time, I still want to say congratulations!"

My classmates often said similar words before, but this was the first time it was so harsh.

Ming Qingcheng forced a smile and said in a clear tone: "...I am only third."

The lively classroom suddenly fell silent.

The people around her were extremely embarrassed for a moment.

Zhou Minghai, who took the lead, opened his mouth and was stunned, "This...I'm sorry...Classmate Ming, I don't know..."

Everyone knows that she plays the piano very well and is an all-round school beauty with both talents and talents.

In addition to this piano competition, Ming Qingcheng started preparing for it last semester.

In the past few days, many piano-related masters in Shen City have said this publicly, and everyone thought that she would be number one.

Ming Qingcheng smiled, with a calm and relaxed look on his face.

"Isn't this the case in all competitions? In addition to ability, it also depends on luck and on-the-spot performance. You can't tell who will win before the results come out, and... the No. 1 this time is very powerful, but my skills are not as good as others."

As soon as these words came out, the awkward atmosphere around him finally eased.

Zhou Minghai looked at Ming Qingcheng with admiration.

"That's right! Ming-san is right! It makes so much sense! And he's also broad-minded!"

Others also agreed.

"Third place is okay! I heard that in the piano competition, there were hundreds of people in one competition area! They were all the best who stood out from tens of thousands of people in the audition! Winning third place is not easy!" "Ming, while preparing for the competition, Neither side has missed a beat, both sides have remained in the top five, who can do that?"

"After the college entrance examination, Mr. Ming will have more time. From now on, all the first places will belong to you!"

These words did not make Ming Qingcheng feel better. On the contrary, they made her more and more irritable.

She was reminded repeatedly that she did not get first place, nor did she become a disciple of a famous teacher.

With a smile on her face and a few perfunctory words, she returned to her seat.

Zhao Xuexian walked into the classroom from outside at this time and couldn't help but smile when she saw everyone smiling and praising Ming Qingcheng.

"Qingcheng, you are indeed the best! You called me on Saturday morning and said that the music score was missing. It almost scared me to death. The final winner——"

"Xue Xian!" Ming Qingcheng shook his head at her with a wry smile.

The others reacted and looked at Ming Qingcheng in surprise.

It turns out that this kind of thing happened before the game?

Zhou Minghai looked shocked, "Classmate Ming, the music score you used for the competition is missing? Then how did you compete?"

"The competition and the missing piano scores are two different things, and they have already passed. I don't want to mention them." Ming Qingcheng took out the teaching materials for class and smiled, "Okay, get ready for class, everyone should go back It’s better to have your own seat! We are a key class and we can’t let other classes see us being undisciplined.”

Everyone looked at each other for a long time, then chose to listen to Ming Qingcheng's words and dispersed back to their positions.

Zhao Xuexian was stunned for a moment, a little confused. She followed the footsteps of everyone and returned to her seat to sit down.

At this moment she also saw some clues.

Ming Qingcheng was definitely not happy about winning first place.

After thinking about it, she took out her mobile phone, opened the search, and checked the status of the Shencheng Piano Competition.

It was okay not to look at it, but when she looked at it, she felt bad.

Ming Qingcheng did not win first place, but third place!

Clicking on one of the news links, it explained the reason why Ming Qingcheng took third place.

Two small mistakes were made during the blind bomb, resulting in points being deducted!
No wonder I didn’t hear any news from Ming Qingcheng all weekend!
After enduring a class, Zhao Xuexian turned around immediately when the bell rang.

"Qingcheng, have you found your piano score?"

Ming Qingcheng was a little helpless, "Xue Xian, I said, I don't want to-"

"No!" Zhao Xuexian paused, glanced in Jiang Yining's direction, and then lowered her voice, "Have you ever thought about why your piano score disappeared?"

Ming Qingcheng was stunned.

Seeing her like this, Zhao Xuexian couldn't help but sigh.

"Qingcheng, you are too kind and too stupid! It's obvious that someone did this on purpose! Otherwise, how could you not throw away the music score earlier or later, just waiting for you to compete!"

There really aren’t that many coincidences in this world!

Yes, that is also a man-made coincidence!

Especially now that there is such a disgusting thing in Ming's house!

It's also her fault for showing off in front of Jiang Yining whenever she gets the chance.

It made the country bumpkin feel jealous.

Ming Qingcheng shook his head, "I probably accidentally put the music score somewhere else. I asked my maid to help find it when I got home from school."

"You are so... ugh!" Zhao Xuexian glared at her with hatred, "Your servant will definitely not be able to find it. I will help you find it over the weekend!"

If she hadn't been preparing for a quiz, she would have rushed to Jiang Yining's room right now to find the music score!
Ming Qingcheng was silent for a while, "Xue Xian, I know what you think, but...my sister is not that kind of person. Besides, it's all over. I won't get the first place no matter how hard I am. This is the end of the matter." Bar."

Zhao Xuexian gritted her teeth, is this the end?

Jiang Yining is dreaming!
(End of this chapter)

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