Lord Lu's little ancestor is flirtatious and sassy

Chapter 349 Isn't it called Qin Yao?
Qin Yan threw the score on the table, folded his arms, and gave Yi Qianshan a cold look: "What's the matter, I didn't agree to you when you wanted to take me as an apprentice back then. Now you plan to accept a counterfeit?"

Yi Qianshan's expression changed slightly, and he soon understood the meaning of her words.

"You mean, you wrote this score? Someone copied you?"

Qin Yan glared at him again, very bluntly: "Isn't what I said obvious enough?"

The expression on Yi Qianshan's face suddenly became serious.

Wei Mengde also frowned upon hearing this.

Yi Qianshan turned out to be a plagiarist because of a piece of music that Yi Qianshan fancied as a candidate for the closed door disciple.

Moreover, it was the song written by Qin Yan that was plagiarized.

Therefore, Yi Qianshan thought that he had discovered another musical genius as if he had found a treasure, but it turned out that the genius was Qin Yan.

For some reason, Wei Mengde wanted to laugh.

It seems that Yi Qianshan, a closed disciple, can't be accepted anymore.

Not being able to let Qin Yan worship under his name would definitely be the most regrettable thing in his life. It is estimated that he would not be reconciled the moment he closed his eyes.

"Three years ago, this piece was taken to participate in the National Youth Piano Competition and won No.1. If it was plagiarized from you, then all the honors of the winning person should not belong to her." Yi Qian Shan's eyes sank, with anger showing in his eyes, and his face was ugly.

He hates plagiarism.

What's more, this plagiarist was originally his favorite candidate for the closed door disciple.

It was a slap in the face and made him feel that there was something wrong with his eyesight.

"Wait." Wei Mengde's face changed suddenly, and his brows were tightly frowned, "Old Yi, you said that the person who plagiarized my little senior sister took the plagiarized song to participate in the competition three years ago and won No.1 ?”

"Of course." Yi Qianshan was very angry, and his voice was deep, "Qin Yan girl's level, where to compete, isn't it No. 1?"

A piece of music written casually can make people astonished.

For such a genius, getting No. 1 is always soft-handed.

"Three years ago, a student in our school won the No. 1 piano competition." Wei Mengde's expression became serious, "Then this plagiarist is from our school."

"That's right, this little girl is from your school." Yi Qianshan's voice was filled with anger, very angry, "She has the same surname as Qin Yan, and also Qin. I thought the same surname had two It’s a rare fate that two geniuses are from the same school.”

"Now it seems..." Yi Qianshan's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, he turned his head, and said coldly to Wei Mengde, "Old Yi, since he is a student of your school, you have to give Qin Yan a lesson in this matter." Confession."

Wei Mengde pursed his lips, and said in a deep voice, "You don't need to tell me, I will give my little senior sister an explanation."

Dare to copy his little senior sister?
That has to be paid for.

"You said, the plagiarist is also surnamed Qin?" Qin Yan suddenly smiled, feeling that this matter is getting more and more interesting, "Let me guess, isn't it Qin Yao?"

"Does Miss Qin know this girl named Qin Yao?" Zhao Huai, standing behind Yi Qianshan, replied for him, "That's right, this plagiarist is called Qin Yao. Like Miss Qin, he is a third-year student. I heard that his academic performance is quite good, and he is a top student in the school."

The arc of Qin Yan's lips became deeper, and her slender and fair fingers tapped the table lightly.

(End of this chapter)