Chapter 275: Fatty's Fate!

Yun Yiheng looked at him and said nothing, his face was full of sarcasm.

This look of indifference made Xiaopang even more annoyed. He turned and left, and followed Wen Yuyi and others to the waiting area.

Now that the performance has reached the tenth program, the staff came over and looked at Yun Yiheng: "Student Yun Yiheng, you are the sixteenth program, go to the waiting area first."

"good."

Yun Yiheng stood up and subconsciously went to get his guqin.

But when his fingers touched the guqin, they shrank suddenly.

His movements froze slightly, his face darkened.

He stared at his fingers, and for a moment he didn't know whether his impulsiveness was a good thing or a bad thing... because he knew that maybe he wouldn't be able to keep playing the whole piece.

He lowered his eyes, and when he was thinking, the guqin bag was picked up by a slender white hand.

Shen Ruojing hugged the borrowed guzheng, and casually carried his guzheng on his shoulders, raised his cold peach blossom eyes and said, "Let's go."

Yun Yiheng followed behind her.

When the two walked towards the waiting area, Yun Yiheng's hand was still raised to reduce swelling.

The surrounding students and the backstage staff looked at him one by one, and unconsciously made way for him.

Another classmate took out his mobile phone, took a photo of him, and posted it on the intranet of Jincheng Music University: [Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh tribute. 】

Yun Yiheng was also a famous figure in the school, so as soon as this post came out, Xiaonei rushed over to ask what was going on.

After the owner of the small bar replied what he had seen and heard, this post became popular all of a sudden.

Students who study folk music have a low self-esteem. After seeing Yun Yiheng's persistence, everyone jumped out:

——I never knew the meaning of learning folk music, and I was often ridiculed, but after seeing him, I suddenly knew what my future endeavors were.

- He really, I cried to death

——Suddenly I was very touched, even if he can't win the championship this time, he is still the champion in our hearts.

——I agree with the upstairs.

This time, he stabbed the hornet's nest of the students of orchestral music:

——It's so funny, if you can't beat it, you can say that I played with an injury.

——Is folk music only able to play this trick now? Too disappointed!

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Everyone quarreled on the school intranet, which led to a large influx of students in the concert hall. Even those who didn't have tickets, they all stood in the corridor and stood in the last row to watch.

The Department of Folk Music and the Department of Orchestral Music are clearly separated, and someone even made a banner: [Wen Yuyi Orchestra will win! 】

Yun Yiheng didn't have so many ostentations here, but the students of the Folk Music Department consciously picked up their mobile phones and typed on the screen, forming a row: [Yun Yiheng, you are the champion in our hearts! 】

The dispute between the two bands directly developed into a dispute between the two departments in the school.

But at this time, the bands waiting in the backstage didn't know about it yet.

When Shen Ruojing and Yun Yiheng came to the waiting area, they happened to see the bands in front of them lined up, waiting to play.

Coincidentally, the next number 11 to play turned out to be Wen Yuyi's Hubian Xiaozhu Band.

Wen Yuyi was holding her violin and talking with the band members.

Xiaopang and the other four held their erhu, guzheng and other musical instruments, and stood at the end of their orchestra. The four tried their best to please and smiled, and wanted to blend into the orchestra, but anyone with eyes could see it. Come out, they don't fit in well with Wen Yuyi's band!

After No. 10's performance, the master of ceremonies on stage called out No. 11's name: "Let's invite the Lakeside Xiaozhu Orchestra!"

Wen Yuyi immediately stood by and asked the band members to go to the stage first. As the lead, she will make her grand finale appearance.

The band members stepped onto the stage one by one, and finally it was Xiaopang's turn.

Xiaopang held his head high, and suddenly he looked back at Yun Yiheng.

After betraying Yun Yiheng, he was ridiculed openly and secretly by his classmates in the folk music department in recent days.

But he doesn't regret it!

Because there is a bright future waiting for him!

When Wen Yuyi wins the championship, he can follow Wen Yuyi to the Golden Hall in Kyoto to perform, and it will be different when he comes back.

Those who despise him will eventually envy him.

In order to succeed, so what if the means are despicable?

Xiaopang raised his chin slightly, and was about to walk towards his bright future, but was stopped by Wen Yuyi.

Xiaopang was stunned: "Sister Wen? What's wrong?"

Wen Yuyi smiled and said: "The teacher just informed me that the number of people in a band cannot exceed ten. We already have eight people, so the four of you don't need to go on stage."

"..."

Chubby was dumbfounded.

The joy that was overflowing just now is gone at this moment.

He was flustered in his heart, and his voice was trembling: "Sister Wen, you, don't joke with us."

"I never joke." Wen Yuyi was still full of laughter.

Xiaopang suddenly understood something: "I understand, did you not add the four of us to your band list from the beginning to the end!"

Wen Yuyi sighed and said, "I know the four of you have been under a lot of pressure recently, and the students in the folk music department are condemning you. If you follow me to the stage, I'm afraid you won't be able to stay in the folk music department in the future So, I'm also doing it for your own good."

"...I went to Nima for our own good! Wen Yuyi, you are killing a donkey! Crossing the river and tearing down the bridge!" Xiaopang was angry.

The other three people who betrayed Yun Yiheng were also stunned.

Wen Yuyi's face darkened: "This is a studio. If you want to make trouble, you will be kicked out. I don't think the four of you want to make it so ugly, do you?"

Xiaopang choked, his eye circles were red, his whole body was trembling and he said, "Sister Yuyi, you, why did you do this?"

Wen Yuyi said slowly: "Because we are an orchestra, joining some of you folk music will seem very low."

After leaving these words, she turned around and took the stage with the violin in her arms.

There was a burst of cheers at the scene.

After the cheers were over, a majestic musical sound suddenly sounded, and the violinist played as the chief, officially opened!

Wen Yuyi played the violin very well, even in the background, everyone had to admit that their band was capable.

Xiaopang stood there in a daze, feeling that he had become a joke!

There were a lot of members waiting, and everyone was pointing at him. Those words made him feel ashamed and annoyed, and he suddenly shouted hoarsely: "I'm right!"

The scene was silent.

Xiaopang's eyes were bloodshot, "What's wrong with chasing strong teammates?! At least we had a chance! Yun Yiheng, following you is our biggest mistake! Because you will never lead us to win the championship and enter the Golden Hall !"