I Am A Boss Mommy That Wants To Slack Chapter 265

265 Making Up for the Numbers!
The entire dressing room was silent. Everyone stared at Yun Yiheng's finger and revealed a concerned gaze.

Shen Ruojing immediately went to check his hand…

The nail on his right index finger was turning blue and swollen at a rate that could be seen by the naked eye. There must be blood clots inside. Shen Ruojing then pinched it slightly, and Yun Yiheng felt so much pain that he wanted to withdraw his hand.

Shen Ruojing's heart sank slightly.

The tip of his right index finger was fractured. Although the fracture was relatively light, the injured finger would feel intense pain. Moreover, he had to restrict his movements and slowly recuperate.

Even if she had medicine that worked quickly, he would have to rest for at least ten days.

However, there was less than half an hour left until the competition.

The school doctor also rushed over and checked his fingers. He immediately heaved a sigh of relief. “He has a slight fracture. His condition isn't serious, but he can't play the zither today.”

When playing the zither, one would use their nails, so Yun Yiheng had always maintained his nails two millimeters longer than the flesh part of his fingers. But now, some of his nails had clearly been split open. He would feel intense pain when he strummed the zither strings.

And the ten fingers were connected to the heart…

Shen Ruojing pursed her lips.

Qian Nanyin calmed down and looked at Yun Yiheng's hand in a daze. “I didn't do it on purpose. I just wanted to smash his zither…”

Wen Yuyi said hypocritically, “Brother Nanyin, even so, you shouldn't have smashed his hand. What should we do now? Should we call the police?”

Call the police?

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

Moreover, Yun Yiheng was the one who started the fight.

And even if there were any punishments, Qian Nanyin would just be fined for the medical expenses. Also, Yun Yiheng's injuries were not considered serious, so Qian Nanyin might not even be detained.

After Yun Yiheng thought this through, he immediately refused. “I won't call the police.”

Qian Nanyin was also in the wrong. Although he really wanted to make Yun Yiheng unable to participate in the competition, the latter's hand was already injured. Also, if the police were called, the matter would blow up and he wouldn't be able to answer to the Yun Family. Therefore, Qian Nanyin didn't make a fuss again.

Everyone wanted to make peace.

A staff member immediately said, “Then the competition…”

“Continue!”

Yun Yiheng said with a cold expression, his eyes red and swollen.

He was wrong.

He shouldn't have acted so impulsively and ended up falling into someone else's trap!

No matter what, he had to go on stage!

He was the only pure folk music band tonight. He wanted to speak up for folk music!

Wen Yuyi persuaded, “Yun Yiheng, give up. Your health is more important.”

Yun Yiheng suddenly looked at her. “Are you satisfied with how things are now?”

Qian Nanyin was simple-minded. If not for Wen Yuyi's reminder, why would he think of smashing Yun Yiheng's zither?!

The surrounding students immediately looked at Wen Yuyi.

No one was stupid. It was indeed Wen Yuyi and Qian Nanyin who had provoked Yun Yiheng first.

So, Qian Nanyin had really done it on purpose?

When Wen Yuyi saw that everyone was suspicious of her, tears immediately welled up in her eyes. “Yun Yiheng, what do you mean by this? You were the one who raised your hand first. Brother Nanyin only retaliated.”

She glanced at Fatty.

Fatty immediately understood and said, “Bro Yun, how can you say that about Senior Wen? Oh, I understand now. Could it be that the mending of the score isn't complete and you're just giving yourself a way out?!”

Everyone was stunned when they heard this.

Someone asked, “What's going on?”

Come and read on our website wuxia worldsite. Thanks

Fatty said, “Previously, Bro Yun spent a month but still couldn't mend the score. However, that day when the registration was about to end, he was able to complete it in an hour? He must have forcefully pieced it together for the sake of participating in the competition. After all, when I heard him play the zither that day, it was very incoherent!”

Wen Yuyi was stunned for a moment before frowning. “Is that so? But previously, Student Yun Yiheng said that there are no more problems!”

Fatty immediately sighed. “That's right. He already boasted about it but is unable to present it on stage today. That's why he deliberately raised his hand first and had someone hurt his hand. This way, even if he can't play on stage, it can only be because he's injured and not because the music score hasn't been mended. Or the mended music score is a mess and is unpresentable…”

Yun Yiheng said angrily, “Don't spout nonsense! [Coldness of Plum Blossoms] is definitely the most amazing tune I've ever seen!”

“Is that so?” Fatty said regretfully, “But you suddenly went home to practice these past two days. None of us has heard it before. We'll just take whatever you say then.”

His words were filled with mockery.

Qian Nanyin immediately sneered. “Yun Yiheng, it turns out that you're the one who feels guilty and wants to scam me? Speaking of which, I hate the zither the most. That sound is like crying. How can it be as satisfying as the violin and piano?!”

The surrounding students didn't know who to believe.

“Could it be that Student Yun Yiheng is really trying to scam us?”

“It doesn't look like it. He was hugging his zither just now and seemed to be guarding against people…”

As everyone discussed, Yun Yiheng was infuriated by their shamelessness. He said angrily, “Don't worry, as long as my fingers aren't broken, I'll definitely participate in the competition. I'll show you the breadth and profoundness of Chinese culture!”

The youth's face was as pale as paper from the pain, but he gritted his teeth and said these words firmly.

Wen Yuyi watched from the side.

His hand was clearly injured, and ordinary people definitely wouldn't be able to withstand that kind of pain. However, this youth was giving her inexplicable pressure. The best solution was not to let him go on stage.

Wen Yuyi narrowed her eyes and suddenly looked at the teacher in charge of tonight's music festival. “Teacher, Yun Yiheng is angry with everyone now, but his fingers are injured. If he doesn't go for treatment and plays the zither instead, his injury will worsen. Hurry up and persuade him!”

The medical staff at the side also said, “In his current situation, it's impossible for him to play a complete tune! Moreover, if he forcefully plays the high notes, it might cause his nerves to necrotize and he won't be able to play the zither in the future anymore.”

The teacher didn't care about the win or loss of a competition, but he cherished a zither genius like Yun Yiheng.

Therefore, he frowned and said, “Yun Yiheng, withdraw from the competition.”

However, Yun Yiheng's attitude was firm. “Teacher, it's my freedom to participate in the competition!”

Wen Yuyi pretended to be anxious. “Don't harm yourself for the rest of your life because of a moment of loss! Teacher, I recall that only bands can participate in the competition, right?”

The teacher understood something and immediately said, “Yun Yiheng, only bands can participate in the music festival this time, and each band must have at least two or more people. You're the only one left in your band and you don't meet the participation criteria. Therefore, you're disqualified!”

Taking the initiative to give up was different from being forced to give up.

Even if word got out in the future, Yun Yiheng would only be seen to have done this out of helplessness.

The teacher would rather use this method than see a student regret it for the rest of their life because of a moment of impulse.

Yun Yiheng became anxious. “Teacher, I'll call for people now!”

Wen Yuyi immediately said, “Yun Yiheng, don't be stubborn. No one has seen the [Coldness of Plum Blossoms]'s score before, so how can they know how to play it? Who can help you make up for the numbers?”

Yun Yiheng was stunned.

The sharp pain in his fingers made his eyes turn red, but at this moment, his heart hurt even more.

Youngsters were often hot-blooded and impulsive.

When Qian Nanyin humiliated his sister, he was so angry that he didn't have time to think about the consequences.

It was only at this moment that he realized how helpless he was.

There was no one to help him make up for the numbers. This was because other than him, no one in school knew how to play [Coldness of Plum Blossoms].

His raised head suddenly drooped.

He felt disheartened…

However, at this moment, a faint and cold voice sounded in the room.

“Me.”

Chapter end

Report