There was silence in the entire dressing room, everyone was staring at Yun Yiheng's fingers.
Everyone showed concerned eyes.
Shen Ruojing immediately went to check his hand...
The nail on the index finger of her right hand became bruised and swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye. There must be blood congestion inside. She pinched it slightly, and Yun Yiheng felt so painful that he recoiled.
Shen Ruojing's heart sank slightly.
The distal section of the right index finger is fractured. Although the fracture is relatively minor, the injured finger will suffer severe pain and needs to be restricted in activity and slowly recuperate.
Even if she had quick-acting medicine, she would have to rest for at least ten days.
But there was less than half an hour left before their game.
The school doctor also rushed over, checked his arm and fingers, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "It's a slight fracture, it's not serious, but I can't play the piano anymore."
Nails are used to play the guqin. Yun Yiheng has always kept his nails two millimeters longer than the flesh of his fingers. But now, the nails are obviously split. When he plays the guqin, he will feel severe pain when he plucks the strings with his nails.
And the ten fingers are connected to the heart...
Shen Ruojing pursed her lips.
Qian Nanyin calmed down at this moment, looked at his hand and said blankly: "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 I do now? Should I call the police?"
Call the police?
If the police are called, both Yun Yiheng and Qian Nanyin will be taken away, and Yun Yiheng will miss tonight's performance.
Besides, it was Yun Yiheng who took action first.
Besides, even if the punishment was given, it would only be a fine to Nanyin for some medical expenses. The injury was not serious, and he might not even be detained.
Yun Yiheng figured this out and immediately refused: "I won't call the police."
Qian Nanyin was also in the wrong. Although he really wanted Yun Yiheng to be unable to participate in the competition, his hand was already injured and calling the police only made the situation bigger. He had no way to explain to the Yun family, so he didn't make any more trouble.
Everyone wants to put things to rest.
The staff immediately said: "Then the game..."
"continue!"
Yun Yiheng said with a cold face and red and swollen eye circles.
He was wrong.
You shouldn't always be so impulsive when doing things and fall into other people's traps!
But no matter what, he has to take the stage!
He is the only pure folk music band tonight, and he wants to give voice to folk music!
Wen Yuyi advised: "Yun Yiheng, give up, your body is important."
Yun Yiheng looked at her sharply: "Are you satisfied with how things are now?"
Qian Nanyin has a simple mind. If Wen Yuyi hadn't reminded him, how could he have thought of smashing his piano?!
The students in the surrounding band immediately looked at Wen Yuyi one by one.
No one is stupid, 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 immediately filled with tears: "Yun Yiheng, what do you mean? You were the one who hit the person first, and Brother Nanyin just fought back."
She glanced at Xiaopang.
Xiaopang immediately understood something and said directly: "Brother Yun, how can you say that to Senior Sister Wen? Oh, I understand. In fact, the music score has not been repaired at all. You are trying to find a way out 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 before fixing the music score. That day it was said that the registration was about to close, so just one hour? He must have forced it together for the competition. After all, it was very interesting to hear him play the piano that day. It’s incoherent!”
Wen Yuyi was stunned for a moment, then frowned: "Is that so? But before, classmate Yun Yiheng said there was no problem!"
Xiaopang immediately sighed: "Yes, I have already let out the big words, but I can't bring them out when I go on stage today, so I deliberately attack first and let others hurt his hand. In this way, even if I can't play out on stage, I can only
It was because he was injured, not because the music score was not repaired. Or maybe the repaired music score was in such a mess that it was 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 in the past two days, you suddenly went home to practice. None of us have ever heard that piece of music, so just take it as what you said."
The words are full of sarcasm.
Qian Nanyin immediately sneered: "Yun Yiheng, you've been feeling guilty for a long time before you want to touch me? Speaking of which, I hate the guqin the most. The sound is like crying. Where can the violin and piano come from?
happy?!"
The students around him didn’t know who to believe for a moment.
"Is it true that classmate Yun Yiheng is cheating?"
"It doesn't look like that. He was holding Qin just now, as if he was guarding someone..."
"..."
While everyone was discussing, Yun Yiheng was angered by their shamelessness and said angrily: "Don't worry, as long as my finger is not broken, I will definitely participate in the competition to show you the breadth and depth of Chinese culture!"
The young man's face was as pale as paper due to pain, but he said these words with gritted teeth and strong force.
Wen Yuyi looked on from the side.
It was obvious that his hand was injured, and ordinary people would definitely not be able to endure the pain, but at this moment, the young man put an inexplicable pressure on her. The best way was not to let him come on stage.
Wen Yuyi squinted her eyes and suddenly looked at the teacher next to her who was in charge of tonight's music festival, "Teacher, Yun Yiheng is angry with everyone right now, but his finger is injured. If he doesn't get treatment and plays the piano instead, it will worsen the injury.
, please advise him quickly!"
The medical staff next to him also said: "In his current condition, it is impossible to play a complete piece of music! And if the high-pitched part is forced to be played, it may cause nerve necrosis and he will never be able to play the piano again."
The teacher doesn't care about winning or losing a competition, but he cherishes a guqin genius like Yun Yiheng.
So he frowned and said: "Yun Yiheng, please withdraw from the competition."
Yun Yiheng's attitude was firm: "Teacher, it is my freedom to participate!"
Wen Yuyi pretended to be anxious: "Don't ruin yourself for the rest of your life just because of temporary gains and losses! Teacher, I remember you have to be in a band to participate in the competition?"
The teacher understood something and immediately said: "Yun Yiheng, all the people participating in the competition in this music festival are orchestras. Each orchestra requires two or more people. Currently, you are the only one left in your orchestra, which does not meet the requirements."
Participation standards, so you are disqualified!"
There is a difference between voluntarily giving up and being forced to give up.
Even if he said it out in the future, Yun Yiheng would have no choice but to do so.
The teacher would rather use this method than see a student regretting it for the rest of his life because of a momentary impulse.
Yun Yiheng was anxious: "Teacher, I'm going to call someone right now!"
Wen Yuyi immediately said: "Yun Yiheng, don't be stubborn. No one has watched "Plum Blossom Cold", how can you play it? So who can help you make up the numbers?"
Yun Yiheng was stunned.
The sharp pain in his fingers made his eyes red, but his heart ached even more at this moment.
Young people 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 except him, no one in the school could play "Plum Blossom Cold"...
His head, which was raised high, suddenly dropped.
Disheartened...
But at this moment, a faint and cold voice sounded in the room: