264 Impulse

There was no one seated in the 10th seat. He could only see a name tag: Anonymous.

Shen Yuansong then retracted his gaze.

The headmaster sat on the other side of Shen Yuansong and accompanied him.

At this moment, Shen Ruojing had coincidentally left her seat to get a cup of warm water.

When outside, she would never purchase mineral water for drinking.

She would always bring along a thermal flask filled with wolfberries with her, strictly adhering to her concept of a healthy lifestyle.

After she got the hot water, she returned to the venue and walked toward the VIP area. She then discovered that the number of people in the VIP area had increased.

She didn’t really care. Her gaze swept past those in the first row, and she saw that old man who was wearing a chinese tunic.

Shen Ruojing lifted her brows, not expecting to run into him again here.

Just when she was preparing to head over, two staff members at the side chatted with each other as they walked.

“Yun Yiheng is so pitiful. Everyone in his band was snatched away.”

“I just came back from the make-up room backstage and heard that he was afraid people might tamper with his zither, so he insisted on carrying it with him even when he went to the toilet…”

Shen Ruojing halted her steps.

She pondered for a moment before turning and heading backstage.

Inside the make-up room backstage…

Yun Yiheng carried his zither and sat on a sofa with a cold expression.

Wen Yuyi had brought her band and already occupied a large area. At this moment, many other bands in the competition went to greet her, and the atmosphere was very lively.

The differences between the two sides were extremely clear.

The door was suddenly pushed open by someone. After that, Qian Nanyin strode in with huge steps.

A few waiters followed behind him, pushing a trolley of snacks along with milk tea and cake.

Once he entered, he immediately said, “Everyone has worked hard. Please enjoy these snacks. There are all sorts of flavors, so feel free to take them.”

Hearing this, everyone looked at the snacks trolley before heading over to take their drinks and cake.

The show would begin at 6 p.m. and they just had a rehearsal earlier. As none of them had eaten dinner yet, they were indeed feeling a little hungry now.

After taking the food, all of them turned to Qian Nanyin and spoke.

“Thanks, Mr. Qian!”

“Mr. Qian is so generous!”

“This is all thanks to us being Miss Wen Yuyi’s classmates!”

Qian Nanyin took a piece of black forest cake and a cup of milk tea to Wen Yuyi. He smiled. “This can be considered my thanks to everyone for taking care of Yuyi. Please feel free to eat!”

“Yuyi, your fiance really treats you very well!”

“He is rich and handsome. How can we find a fiance like that?”

But there were also others who hesitated. “Why do I recall that Mr. Qian seems to be Yun Yiheng’s future brother-in-law?”

As these words rang out, the atmosphere fell silent.

Qian Nanyin sighed. “Miss Yun aspires to date those of higher birth, so how would she have me in her sights? Currently, she is already engaged with someone from the Bai Family of the capital.”

Someone at the side immediately spoke, “Isn’t that too much?”

Qian Nanyin lowered her eyelids. “There’s nothing wrong with this. All humans aspire to climb higher, so her actions are understandable. But I have to thank Yuyi for not abandoning me during my darkest times when I felt the most depressed.”

This sentence immediately let him claim the moral high ground.

The people in the room were also moved by their beautiful love.

Everyone began congratulating them, and someone even said, “After tonight, Student Wen Yuyi will definitely enter the sights of Old Master Shen. The Bai Family is inferior to the Shen Family. Mr. Qian, you have tossed away a sesame seed only to find a melon!”

Wen Yuyi had a smile on her face.

She suddenly glanced over to Yun Yiheng. She walked over and said, “Yun Yiheng, you have not had your dinner yet. You should go and grab something to eat.”

Yun Yiheng carried his zither as he icily rejected, “No need.”

Wen Yuyi sighed. “Actually, you don’t have to carry your zither everywhere. No one will damage it. In addition, there are many zithers here. Everyone couldn’t possibly destroy all of them, right? There’s no need for you to be so cautious.”

Yun Yiheng sneered. “Can trash be compared to the zither in my hands?”

This zither in his hands was created by Qing Dai!

But after saying that, someone immediately replied in a strange tone, “I really don’t understand some people. They seem to have psychological illnesses as though they are deeply afraid that they would become victims for no reason at all. In addition, they are not capable, yet they are still afraid of people damaging their musical instruments…No one in our school would employ such despicable methods!”

“Even if that person has the best zither in the world, if he cannot get first place, he simply wouldn’t! I really don’t understand what he is thinking. Why is he assuming everyone to be evil?”

Yun Yiheng lifted his eyes as he looked at the people who spoke. He then sneered, “What I am doing now is just for the sake of cautiousness. Why are you guys so agitated? Don’t tell me that some of you are really planning to damage my zither?”

These words caused everyone to choke.

The people from the other bands couldn’t help but say.

“Yun Yiheng is simply fond of his zither, so what if he is more cautious?”

“Yeah…there’s nothing wrong with it.”

Qian Nanyin sneered. “Yun Yiheng, what sort of zither is worth you treating it like a sister? Did the Yun Family reserve all their money for your sister’s dowry so you have none? Tell me, I can buy ten zithers for you.”

Yun Yiheng narrowed his eyes. “You have eyes but are blind. No wonder my elder sister doesn’t want you.”

Qian Nanyin’s expression immediately turned dark. “Yun Yiheng, you are trash. No one knows what sort of methods she used to entice the young master of the Bai Family. What are you acting so arrogantly here for?”

Yun Yiheng’s countenance turned black. The hot-blooded youth stood up and rushed to Qian Nanyin before punching his nose. “Your mouth is too filthy!”

“F*ck!” Qian Nanyin was enraged that he got beaten up in front of so many people. “You dare to hit me?!”

Yun Yiheng sneered. “So what? Do you want to fight solo?”

Although Yun Yiheng was skinny, he was tall and had been training his body. On the other hand, Qian Nanyin had been doted upon since he was young and lived a life of indulgence. How could he ever be a match for Yun Yiheng?

He immediately choked after hearing that.

At this moment, Wen Yuyi suddenly called out, “Stop fighting, there are so many instruments here. What if some got damaged from your fight?”

Hearing this, Qian Nanyin immediately thought of something. He abruptly grabbed a chair from the side and rushed toward Yun Yiheng’s zither. “This daddy is going to smash your zither today!”

Before Yun Yiheng went over to hit Qian Nanyin, he had placed his zither cautiously on the sofa.

Right now, since Qian Nanyin had moved first, even if Yun Yiheng managed to stop Qian Nanyin, the chair in his hand would still be able to smash the zither if he threw it.

As things were happening too quickly, Yun Yiheng instinctively stretched out his arm to protect his zither.

Bang!

The wooden chair smashed into his arm and hand, causing him to feel a surge of intense pain. He then forcibly endured the pain and pushed Qian Nanyin away.

But in the next instant, someone at the side screamed, “Yun Yiheng, your hand!”

Hand…

Yun Yiheng lowered his head and saw drops of blood flowing from his fingers.

“Pitter patter.”

The red blood fell onto the ground, and this scene caused his mind to explode in shock.

A staff member subconsciously called out, “Yun Yiheng…how can you still play the zither with your hand in this state? Can you still compete?!”

Shen Ruojing saw this scene the moment she entered. She hurriedly rushed to Yun Yiheng’s side and inspected his wound…

 

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