Lord Lu's little ancestor is flirtatious and sassy

Chapter 1269
After class, you can hear people discussing.

The students in Class A were also discussing this matter. Although they were all talking behind Qin Yao's back, their voices were not low, and Qin Yao heard everything they said word for word.

"I just went to listen to the piece played by Misty Rain, and it is exactly the same as the one played by Qin Yao in the piano competition. Do you think Qin Yao really copied it?"

"I don't know if there is any plagiarism, but it's been so long since the trending search, I don't believe she hasn't seen it yet. If she didn't plagiarize, she should have gone to Weibo to clarify."

"That's right, the hot search has been out for so long, even we have heard about it, so it's impossible for her not to know about it. If she didn't plagiarize, why hasn't she said anything yet?"

"If you don't say anything, you have a guilty conscience, and if you have a guilty conscience, you have copied it."

"I choose to believe in the school belle. Someone must have copied her!"

"Others copied her? Then why are other people playing better than her?"

Even Qin Yao's tablemate couldn't help asking her: "Yaoyao, have you posted the song you participated in on Weibo before? How could the song that Misty Rain posted on Weibo be different from yours? Exactly the same?"

Qin Yao's two girlfriends also found her.

"Yaoyao, have you been plagiarized? We just complained to Misty Rain Mengmeng. How can there be such a shameless person who takes someone else's work and claims that it is his own original work! Such a shameless person should Let Weibo block her account!"

The two girlfriends were speaking for her.

To Qin Yao's ears, it seemed that she was scolding her around the corner.

Qin Yao clenched her lips, her face flushed red.

For Qin Yao, this half day was a torment.

Finally, after school, she didn't even wait for her two girlfriends, grabbed her schoolbag, and rushed downstairs in a hurry.

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Qin Yao never expected that there would be a reporter squatting at the door guarding her.

As soon as she walked out of the school gate, she saw several men with microphone recording pens and cameras walking towards her.

Qin Yao saw the equipment of these people and knew that they were media reporters.

Seeing several reporters coming straight towards her, her expression changed slightly, and she clenched her fists secretly.

You don't need to guess what these reporters are here for.

This is the first time in Qin Yao's life that she has been interviewed by a reporter.

But because of her negative news.

She bit her lip, her face was a little ugly.

"Are you Qin Yao's classmate?" Several reporters with microphones walked up to Qin Yao and pointed the microphone at her. "We are here because you are suspected of plagiarizing other people's music works."

"Can you tell us briefly what's going on here?"

"Why is the original piano piece that you won the championship in the competition similar to that of a netizen named Yanyu Mengmeng deleted from Weibo?"

"Yes, student Qin Yao, can you explain this matter to us? Is it true about plagiarism?"

Qin Yao almost gritted her teeth, and had to force a smile to hide her true emotions.

She blinked, looked at the lens, and tried to remain calm and said: "It's not true, I didn't plagiarize."

"You said you didn't plagiarize, but do you have evidence to prove it?"

Qin Yao squeezed her fingers: "I am improvising, and often a certain idea will flash through my mind. It may be when eating, or when taking a bath, or when lying on the bed."

(End of this chapter)