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So the heart breaks a hole, and when the dream goes away, there is not blood in the hole, but a heart burning poison.

Jiang Yayan's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. This ugly girl had eaten a bear leopard and had become so gutsy that she dared to contradict him.

The students and teachers also had looks of disbelief. If young master Jiang said no, then she could only obediently scram. For him, there was no need for reason or right or wrong to make any decisions.

Standing in front of her, he mockingly curled the corner of his mouth, opened his eyes wide, and said word by word, "Because I want to play the piano too, so I hate being dirty." He did not understand what he meant. She was too dirty.

Was it because she was dirty?

Ji Li sat there in a daze. Was he going to rob her of her dream for such a trivial reason? She gasped, her hands clenched, her eyes lowered. She was silent, the voice echoing in her head saying, Ji Li, you can't give up like this, you have to fight for it.

Under this situation where it was clearly Jiang Yayan's fault, none of the students present, including the teachers, stepped forward to stop him. Firstly, they were afraid of him. Secondly, they even held the mindset of watching a good show.

She suddenly raised her eyes and firmly said, "You don't have the right to do so. I'm also a student of the school, I have the right to participate." Ji Li dared to refute his words. He couldn't ruin her dream for such a small reason. She should not yield to his lust.

Everyone present looked at her in shock. She had originally been waiting for her to flee, but now she unexpectedly said this.

She was challenging Jiang Yayan. Was she crazy or was she just a fool? But what was certain was that she didn't want to live anymore.

Jiang Yayan couldn't help but be surprised. Raising his eyebrows, he took his hands out from his pockets and crossed them in front of his chest. "Say it again if you dare!"

"You have no right." Ji Li was still saying the same words. He was still trying to defend his dream.

The atmosphere in the music room was tense like a balloon about to explode. Everyone was nervous, but they weren't the ones fighting against young master Jiang. This time, she would definitely be finished. No one would dare to offend him in this academy. Even if what he did was wrong, you couldn't say anything wrong, much less protest against it.

"Ah!" No rights? " Jiang Yayan restrained his anger and laughed coldly, "Teacher, do you think I have the right to do so?" His eyes were still staring at Ji Li like an eagle.

The piano teacher, who was standing beside them and had no intention of interfering, was stunned when he heard that Jiang Yayan had handed over the power of adjudication to him.

"About this... Student Ji Li, if you count the number of people, there seems to be one more. " He looked at her with a troubled expression, "Why don't you learn something else?"

Hearing her teacher's words, Ji Li felt as if his soul had left his body, and his body trembled stiffly. So even his teacher wouldn't help her.

"May …" Is it really that difficult to have one more person as a teacher? "I can play one last time and won't cause too much trouble. I really want to learn …" She looked at him with hope in her eyes, hoping that her teacher would change his mind.

The piano teacher was getting impatient. He couldn't tell that she was going to be difficult to deal with. As a teacher, he also couldn't refuse her. This was truly a headache.

"How about this, we'll let the students vote for you. If you agree to stay, then you stay. If you don't, then there's nothing we can do." He slyly threw the ball back to his classmates.

Ji Li's heart sank to the bottom and he let his classmates choose. They hated her so much, so why would they choose her? A dream was still a dream after all. Even if one was close enough, they would still be unable to touch it.

"We also feel dirty, we don't want her."

"To be disrespectful to Young Master Jiang would mean to be disrespectful to our Fusili Academy."

"Get lost. "Ugly girl, don't dirty our piano."

Words flew at her like a poisonous arrow, each one carrying immense poison that penetrated deep into her bones.

He always thought that Fate had closed a window and would always open a door. Even if it was just a small crack, it was still hope. But what if there was no window and no door at all?