Everyone was stunned and looked at the woman who spoke in disbelief.
Her peach blossom eyes were cold and cold, it was Shen Ruojing!
Someone shouted in surprise:
"Anonymous teacher?"
"Teacher Anonymous, what did you just say? You want to form a team with him and help him recruit people?"
"God, how is this possible?"
"Isn't the anonymous teacher a piano and violin player? She can play the guqin?"
"..."
Everyone was stunned. Yun Yiheng was also stunned and looked at her blankly.
Shen Ruojing walked to him slowly: "I'll make up the number for you, do you want it?"
"……want."
Yun Yiheng felt as if his chest was filled with something warm.
He always felt that Anonymous was taking care of his emotions, so she never despised Min Le. She also always encouraged him, and she never even said anything bad about Qing Dai.
But he never thought that one day Anonymous would lower his head and accompany them with folk music.
Yes, even if they were just making up the numbers, he would definitely play the main melody. After all, Anonymous is not a professional guqin player. But even so, their band must be a lot heavier.
Shen Ruojing nodded and looked around: "Is there anyone willing to lend me the guqin?"
The only pure folk music band is the Qilin Band, but the rest of the bands pay attention to the combination of Chinese and Western styles, and the guqin is the most typical and beautiful Chinese musical instrument, so basically every band has a guqin player.
As soon as she said this, someone immediately said:
"Teacher Anonymous, I can lend you mine!"
"Mine can do it too! Anonymous teacher!"
College classmates are relatively simple-minded. They don't understand the grudge between Wen Yuyi and Yun Yiheng, and are easily deceived by Wen Yuyi's appearance.
After all, Wen Yuyi was always smiling and easy to talk to in school, while Yun Yiheng was a cool, arrogant, and unruly young man, so he was not very popular.
But even so, at this moment, there are many people who are willing to lend a helping hand and show kindness.
"Teacher Anonymous, our band is the first to play. After the performance, I can give you my guqin..."
Shen Ruojing looked at the speaker and nodded to her: "Okay, thank you.
Now that there are people, there is also a piano...
Yun Yiheng then looked at the teacher: "You can't disqualify me, right?"
The teacher hesitated to speak, and finally sighed heavily.
Wen Yuyi looked at Shen Ruojing: "Miss Shen, do you think you are helping him by doing this? Do you know that you will harm him! His fingers will probably be disabled if he participates in the competition again. !”
Yun Yiheng sneered: "Wen Yuyi, I don't need you to act pretentiously here. Let me tell you, even if I lose my fingers, I will still go on stage today to tell everyone the charm of the guqin and let everyone see the brilliance of Chinese music culture! "
The fake smile on Wen Yuyi's face could hardly be maintained.
She squinted her eyes.
He quickly calmed down and smiled: "I'm doing this for your own good. Since you don't need it, forget it."
Wen Yuyi has also been exposed to the guqin and can play it a little.
He understood how painful it was to pluck the strings after his fingers were injured!
She didn't believe that Yun Yiheng could play any good music under such pain.
And Shen Ruojing went to gather the number of people, which is simply funny!
Wen Yuyi smiled: "Then we'll see you on stage."
At six o'clock sharp, the music festival officially begins!
The first band to perform on stage played "Castle in the Sky". The rhythm and melody were very nice, and it was very enjoyable to watch. However, because the difficulty coefficient of the performance was low, the score was not high.
They simply contributed a performance.
After the first performance, someone brought the guqin over.
At this time, the school medical team was bandaging Yun Yiheng's wounds.
The tip of the index finger of his right hand was hit, and the nail was full of congestion and swollen, but Yun Yiheng refused to wrap it up, because playing the guqin requires the use of fingertips and nails!
All he had to do was apply an ice pack and apply cold compresses to reduce the swelling, at least to prevent the flesh of his fingers from swelling beyond the nails.
When applying cold compress, just touching the broken fingertip will cause excruciating pain.
Yun Yiheng's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, but he just stared at Shen Ruojing, "You try the sound first."
Each guqin has its own character and temperament, which requires the player to adapt to it.
Shen Ruojing's slender fingers lightly caressed the strings, producing a clear sound.
Yun Yiheng frowned and sighed: "It's like a piano."
"It's okay, it won't affect you." Shen Ruojing said calmly, then looked at his hand: "Can you still bear it?"
Yun Yiheng gritted his teeth.
In fact, he couldn't bear it anymore. His whole body was trembling slightly because of the pain, and he couldn't control it.
But he had to endure it.
He is not afraid of pain, he is just afraid that he did not play well this time and that he will never have the chance to play the piano again...
While he was thinking about it, Shen Ruojing said as if he had insight into people's hearts: "I've seen your injury, don't worry, it can be cured."
"..."
Yun Yiheng pursed his lips and suddenly asked: "Do you really like Eastern music?"
Shen Ruojing: "Of course."
Yun Yiheng lowered his eyes: "After the competition, I will teach you how to play Guqin. Although you are old, you may not be able to reach Qingdai's level in this life."
Shen Ruojing: "..."
She twitched her lips: "Let's finish the comparison first and then talk."
Yun Yiheng was about to say something else when his eyes darkened.
He looked up and saw Xiaopang standing in front of him. The man had a complex expression, but his eyes flickered with confusion: "Brother Yun, why did you make such a choice? Do you know that if you don't go for treatment now, you may never be able to do it again in the future? Let’s play the piano!”
Yun Yiheng pursed his lips and said, "Because this is my dream."
Little Fatty asked: "Are dreams so important? You know that there is the south wall ahead, but you still want to hit it without giving up?"
Yun Yiheng mocked: "The road to chasing dreams is destined to be thorny. If you don't even have this courage, how can you be qualified to talk about dreams? Fatty, those who give up halfway will only be useless!"
The little fat man's face turned red.
The more Yun Yiheng persisted, the more shameless it seemed that the four of them had betrayed the band.
This sense of humiliation made Xiaopang couldn't help but question him.
But being scolded as a loser, Xiaopang got angry, "What do you know? You have everything when you are born! Of course you don't care about anything, but we still have to live!"
"But life is not the reason for you to betray me." Yun Yiheng stared at him: "Little Fatty, if you can't persist, you can quit. I don't think anyone will blame you, but you chose the path that should be the last to take. Lu. Believe it or not, a cowardly and shameless person like you is doomed to achieve nothing in this life!"
"Achieved nothing?!" Xiaopang yelled: "How could I achieve nothing? I will soon win the championship with Senior Sister Wen, and then go to the Golden Hall to perform! But it's you, look what you can get?"
"My finger is injured and I don't know whether I can play a complete piece of music. Do you think Anonymous can help you make up the numbers and your band can turn around? She only knows orchestral music, what kind of folk music does she know?! In this situation, unless Qingdai is here to help you make a comeback!"
