Chapter 273 Make up the Numbers!

There was silence in the whole dressing room, and everyone was staring at Yun Yiheng's fingers.

Everyone looked concerned.

Shen Ruojing immediately went to check his hands...

The nail of the index finger of her right hand was bruised at a speed visible to the naked eye. There must be blood in it. She pinched it slightly, and Yun Yiheng was about to shrink back in pain.

Shen Ruojing's heart sank slightly.

Fracture of the distal segment of the right index finger. Although the fracture is relatively minor, the injured finger will suffer severe pain, and need to restrict activities and recover slowly.

Even if she has quick-acting medicine, at least she needs to rest for ten days.

But there was less than half an hour left before their match.

The school doctor also rushed over, checked his arm and fingers, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "Slight fracture, the condition is not serious, but he can't play the piano anymore."

Nails are used to play the guqin, and Yun Yiheng has always kept the nails two millimeters longer than the flesh of the fingers, but now, the nails are obviously split, and when playing the piano, it will cause severe pain to pluck the strings with the nails.

And ten fingers connected to heart...

Shen Ruojing pursed her lips tightly.

Qian Nanyin calmed down at this moment, looked at his hands and said in a daze: "I didn't mean it, I just wanted to smash his piano..."

Wen Yuyi said hypocritically: "Brother Nanyin, then you shouldn't smash his hand? What should we do now? Do you want to call the police?"

Call the police?

If they call the police, both Yun Yiheng and Qian Nanyin will be taken away, and Yun Yiheng will miss tonight's performance.

Besides, it was Yun Yiheng who did it first.

Besides, even if it was punished, it was nothing more than a fine for Nanyin's medical expenses. The injury was not serious, and there might not even be detention.

After Yun Yiheng figured it out, he immediately refused: "I won't call the police."

Qian Nanyin was also at a loss. Although he wanted to make Yun Yiheng unable to participate in the competition, his hand was already injured, and the police made a big fuss. He couldn't explain to the Yun family, so he didn't make any more trouble.

Everyone wants to calm down.

The staff immediately said: "The game..."

"continue!"

Yun Yiheng said with a cold face and red and swollen eyes.

He was wrong.

You shouldn't always be so impulsive in doing things, and fall into the trap of others!

But no matter what, he has to go on stage!

He is the only pure folk music band tonight, and he wants to speak for folk music!

Wen Yuyi persuaded: "Yun Yiheng, give up, your body is important."

Yun Yiheng looked at her suddenly: "Are you satisfied with this now?"

Qian Nanyin was simple-minded, if it wasn't for Wen Yuyi's reminder, how could he have thought of smashing his piano? !

The students in the surrounding band immediately looked at Wen Yuyi one by one.

Everyone was not a fool, it was indeed Wen Yuyi and Qian Nanyin who provoked Yun Yiheng first.

So, did Qian Nanyin really do it on purpose?

Seeing that everyone doubted her, Wen Yuyi's eyes were stained with tears immediately: "Yun Yiheng, what do you mean? You hit people first, and Brother Nanyin just fought back."

She glanced at Chubby.

Fatty immediately understood what was going on, and said directly: "Brother Yun, how can you say that about Sister Wen? Oh, I see, is it true that the music score has not been repaired at all, and you are looking for a step down for yourself!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned.

Someone asked: "What's going on?"

Xiaopang said: "Brother Yun spent a month without finishing the score. He said that the registration was about to close, so an hour is enough? He must have put it together for the competition. After all, listening to him play the piano that day was very exciting." It's incoherent!"

Wen Yuyi was taken aback for a moment, then frowned: "Is that so? But Yun Yiheng said before that there is no problem!"

Xiaopang immediately sighed: "That's right, the big talk has already been released, but I couldn't get it out on stage today, so I deliberately did it first, and someone hurt his hand again, so even if I can't play it on stage, I can only play it." He was injured, not the score was not repaired. Or the repaired score is in a mess, and it is impossible to get it out..."

Yun Yiheng said angrily: "Don't talk nonsense here! "Plum Blossom Cold" is definitely the most amazing song I have ever seen!"

"Really?" Xiaopang said regretfully, "But these two days, you suddenly went home to practice, and none of us has heard that song, so let's just take it as what you say."

The words are full of sarcasm.

Qian Nanyin immediately sneered: "Yun Yiheng, it's because you've been guilty for a long time that you want to touch me? Speaking of which, I hate Guqin the most. It sounds like weeping. Where can there be violins and pianos?" happy?!"

The students around me didn't know who to trust for a while.

"Is it really Yun Yiheng who is touching porcelain?"

"It's not like, he was holding Qin just now, as if he was guarding against people or something..."

"..."

While everyone was discussing, Yun Yiheng was offended by their shamelessness, and said angrily: "Don't worry, as long as my finger is not broken, I will definitely participate in the competition. Let you see the profoundness of Chinese culture!"

The boy's face was as pale as paper because of the pain, but he said these words forcefully.

Wen Yuyi watched from the side.

It was obvious that his hand was injured, and ordinary people would definitely not be able to endure the pain, but the young man at this time gave her an inexplicable pressure. The best way is not to let him take the stage.

Wen Yuyi squinted her eyes, and suddenly looked at the teacher who was in charge of tonight's music festival, "Teacher, Yun Yiheng is angry with everyone now, but his finger is injured, and instead of treating it, he plays the piano, which will make the injury worse , please persuade him!"

The medical staff next to him also said: "In his current situation, it is impossible to play a complete piece of music! Moreover, if the high-pitched part is played forcibly, it may cause nerve necrosis, and he will no longer be able to play the piano in the future."

The teacher doesn't care about winning or losing a competition, but he cherishes such a guqin genius as Yun Yiheng.

So he frowned and said, "Yun Yiheng, retire."

Yun Yiheng's attitude was firm: "Teacher, participating is my freedom!"

Wen Yuyi pretended to be anxious: "Don't ruin your life because of a momentary gain or loss! Teacher, I remember that you must be a band to participate in the competition?"

The teacher understood something, and said immediately: "Yun Yiheng, all the orchestras participating in the competition at this music festival, each orchestra requires two or more people, and you are the only one left in your orchestra, which does not meet the requirements. Entry criteria, so you are disqualified!"

Giving up voluntarily is different from being forced to give up.

Even if he said it later, Yun Yiheng had no choice but to act.

The teacher would rather use this method than see a student regret for a lifetime because of a momentary impulse.

Yun Yiheng was anxious: "Teacher, I'll call someone now!"

Wen Yuyi immediately said: "Yun Yiheng, don't be stubborn, everyone has never seen "Plum Blossom Cold", how can they play it? So who can help you make up the numbers?"

Yun Yiheng was stunned.

The sharp pain in his fingers made his eye circles red, but at this moment his heart hurts even more.

Teenagers are often passionate and impulsive.

When Qian Nanyin humiliated his sister, he was so angry that he had no time to think about the consequences.

It wasn't until this moment that he realized his powerlessness.

No one helped him make up the numbers, because no one in the school could play "Plum Blossom Cold" except him...

His high raised head suddenly dropped down.

disheartened...

But at this moment, a faint and cool voice sounded in the room:

"I."