The person who came in was the school's Dean of Studies. He was holding a list tightly in his hand, his face full of seriousness and caution.

He looked at the principal sitting at his desk, looking as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

The principal has always disliked this person, who seems to be able to do whatever he wants just because he has some backing.

The director looked at the principal and said, "Principal, this is the list of candidates for the international competition."

The director's voice was a little cautious, "Would you like to take another look?"

The principal looked up from the documents, his brows slightly furrowed, his eyes filled with confusion and impatience.

"Isn't it just a competition? You guys can decide. Why are you bothering me?"

He waved his hand, as if wanting to send the list and the dean away.

However, the dean did not back down, as he was well aware of the importance of this competition.

This is not just an ordinary competition, but also an important stage for students to showcase their talents and strive for future opportunities.

"Principal, this competition does have a big impact," he said, choosing his words carefully. "The top three will receive generous bonuses and certificates of honor, and the champion will have the opportunity to study abroad as an exchange student for three years. This is also a rare opportunity for our school, so we still need to be more cautious in the selection process, such as... internal appointments..."

When he mentioned the word "internal appointment", his voice became noticeably lower, as if these two words carried some unspeakable secret.

The principal frowned even more tightly when he heard this.

He has always been opposed to the so-called "internal decision", believing that it violates the principle of fair competition.

"What do you mean by internal appointment or not?"

The principal said in a deep voice, "The competition should select talents based on their abilities. Our school is the best school in North City, and we cannot lose fairness and justice because of this."

The Dean of Studies was stunned by the principal's words, and then quickly nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes, principal, you are right, we will definitely handle it impartially, but...someone has already said hello over at the piano, and they hope we can reserve a spot."

"Oh? Someone has greeted me already?"

The principal raised his eyebrows, "What about three places? Aren't there enough for them to compete for?"

"It's enough," the Dean wiped the sweat from his forehead, "but...some people may think this is safer."

"Insurance?" The principal sneered. "A competition is exciting only when there is competition. If everything is insured, what's the point? Whoever has the ability will go. This is the real meaning of the competition."

The dean was speechless after hearing what the principal said and could only nod his head in agreement.

He understood what the principal meant. The dean of studies was secretly thinking in his mind that it was impossible to get the principal to agree to the internal appointment, so he could only make moves secretly.

Fortunately, the principal did not look at the list carefully, which gave him an opportunity.

His eyes wandered over the list of ten people who had entered the finals, and he already had a plan in mind.

Su Yaoyao, this name flashed through his mind. Her grades were slightly inferior to those of the other few people, but she was not without opportunities.

However, the balance in the dean's heart has already tilted towards his niece.

He had to ensure that his niece could enter the finals smoothly, even at the expense of other people's opportunities.

He took a deep breath, and lightly moved the pen tip across the paper, quietly erasing one of the names.

He was a very strong contestant who had a great chance of standing out in the competition.

However, with the secret manipulation of the dean of studies, his name disappeared from the list silently.

The dean of studies felt a mixture of emotions, including the secret joy of success and the guilt towards the eliminated contestant.

But now that things have come to this, he can only bury this guilt deep in his heart and pave the way for his niece.

He reviewed the list again, and after making sure there were no omissions, he carefully put the list away.

He knew that this list would determine the fate of some people, and he was the one who controlled their fate.

However, he didn't know that the reason why Su Yaoyao hid her results was because she knew he would do this. After all, she suffered a loss here in her previous life. Although she finally made it to the finals, she gave up because of Fu Yanchuan.

She won’t do that this time. She will show her strength at the very end.

Luo Ying and Xu Xiaoxiao walked out of the school gate excitedly, holding their tickets to the competition tightly in their hands.

This is the result of their hard work and also an opportunity for them to showcase their talents.

Both of them had happy smiles on their faces, and they felt that the whole world was full of sunshine.

"Yaoyao, you have to keep this ticket well," Xu Xiaoxiao warned, "The director said this is a real-name system, there is only one copy per person, if you lose it, you won't be able to get in."

Su Yaoyao took the ticket and carefully put it away: "Don't worry, I will keep it well. It is more important than my life, understand?"

Luo Ying nodded, she knew what Su Yaoyao meant.

This competition is not only an opportunity for Su Yaoyao, but also an important step for her to get rid of Fu Yanchuan and stay away from Fu Yanchuan.

They exchanged a knowing look, as if to cheer each other on.

At this moment, Luo Ying's phone suddenly rang. She glanced at the screen and frowned slightly, but still answered the call: "Got it, I'll be there right away."

After hanging up the phone, Luo Ying looked at Su Yaoyao and Xu Xiaoxiao apologetically: "I have something to do and need to leave first. You go back first."

"what happened?"

"I don't know. My instructor asked me to go over there. I'll go. You go home first and don't wait for me."

"Okay, then you be careful." Xu Xiaoxiao said with concern.

Luo Ying nodded, turned around and left in a hurry.

Su Yaoyao also put away her ticket and took a deep breath, as if preparing for the upcoming competition.

She knew that this competition meant a lot to her and she had to go all out to strive for a bright future for herself.

As Su Yaoyao just walked to the door, a black Maybach slowly stopped in front of her.

The car window slowly lowered, revealing Fu Yanchuan's cold and handsome face.

His eyes were deep, as if he could see through people's hearts.

Seeing this face, Su Yaoyao felt a complex emotion in her heart.

In her previous life, she was bewitched by this face and ended up with a tragic ending.

However, in this life, when she faced Fu Yanchuan again, all that was left in her heart was fear and hatred.

She involuntarily took a few steps back and called out in a trembling voice: "Fu, Mr. Fu."

Fu Yanchuan glanced at her calmly and said, "Get in the car."

Su Yaoyao's heart tightened. She knew she couldn't get on the bus, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

She hesitated for a long time, and finally squeezed out a sentence: "I, I have something else to do."

After saying that, she turned around and wanted to run.

However, before she could make any move, Fu Yanchuan was one step ahead of her and grabbed her wrist tightly.

Before she could react, she was taken into the car.

"Bang," with a dull sound, the car door was closed so fast that people didn't even have time to blink.

Su Yaoyao was held tightly in Fu Yanchuan's arms, unable to move.

Fu Yanchuan's figure was like a mountain, pressing her so hard that she couldn't breathe.

She struggled desperately, trying to break free from his grasp, but her struggle seemed to be in vain.

Fu Yanchuan's strength was like an iron clamp, making her unable to move at all.

The atmosphere in the car became tense, and an indescribable sense of oppression filled the air.

Su Yaoyao's heart was filled with fear and despair, she didn't know what fate she would face.

Fu Yanchuan looked at her tenderly, "Yaoyao... why?"

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