Chapter 269 Music Festival!

Yun Yiheng's eyes widened.

He stared at the draft paper in disbelief.

Guqin music scores, especially this kind of remnant scores, are all recorded in ancient times, and the characters are obscure and difficult to understand. Let alone written, many people who play Guqin can't understand them.

Now, on that piece of paper, a large paragraph is written using the numbered musical notation method.

He took it over and looked at it, only to find that Shen Ruojing had swapped the two Guqin scores that looked wrong.

At that moment, Yun Yiheng suddenly understood something!

The connection between the two scores was so worn that it was hard to see clearly, so he kept repairing it, but no matter how he changed it, he always felt very strange. It turned out that the wrong pages were nailed to the front and back of the Guqin score!

Now with such an exchange, the entire score is complete.

This piano score is a lost civilization of China. It was returned to the country by kind people many years ago and placed in a museum. It is normal for the pages bound inside to be wrong.

He got himself into a dead end!

He immediately took out the guqin, put it on the table, and played it tentatively.

"Plum Blossom Cold" is indeed a remnant of an ancient song. He can feel the charm of this piece when he plucks the strings at will, and it will definitely cause a sensation in the audience.

outside the door.

An hour later, Wen Yuyi brought someone over again, ready to watch Yun Yiheng's joke.

A group of people came to Yun Yiheng's activity room in a mighty manner.

As soon as he walked to the door, he heard Yun Yiheng's knocking and intermittent Guqin sound coming from inside!

Everyone was slightly taken aback.

Someone shouted in surprise: "Have you repaired the sheet music?"

Yun Yiheng stopped his movements and turned his head to see the group of people. Without ink marks, he directly raised his chin and said arrogantly: "I'm afraid I can't give you the activity room for the time being."

Wen Yuyi narrowed her eyes: "Yun Yiheng, even if you have successfully repaired the score, you are still alone now, and you don't need an activity room for rehearsing alone, so you should give it to us!"

Yun Yiheng sneered: "I'm not alone."

After finishing speaking, Yun Yiheng looked at Xiaopang and the other four, with the joy of having just repaired the music score on his face, and shouted: "Xiaopang, the music score has been repaired, you can come back!"

There are still a few minutes before the submission of the registration list and the number of band members. He only needs to add people now, and he can restore to the past.

As soon as these words came out, all members of Wen Yuyi's band looked at Xiaopang and the other four in unison.

Yun Yiheng stood up, the young man was tall and thin, he rushed to Xiaopang excitedly: "Let's stop writing, let's practice quickly from now on! There are still two days before the competition, and the time left for us to practice is indeed Running out……"

After he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to Xiaopang.

This is their band habit.

Before and after each practice, everyone should clap their hands as encouragement to teammates.

He stretched out his hand to Xiaopang, but Xiaopang's hand has not touched him for a long time...

It was only then that Yun Yiheng noticed something strange.

He looked at the four chubby people, but saw that the four of them looked embarrassed at the moment, showing embarrassment, standing there silently without speaking.

Yun Yiheng was stunned, and suddenly understood something: "You don't want to come back?"

The four of you looked at me, I looked at you, and finally pushed Xiaopang to speak on behalf of the rest, Xiaopang's eyes dodged, and he coughed: "Brother Yun, we are not coming back."

"Why? Although the time is really tight, the five of us cooperate with each other tacitly. Two days is enough to practice a piece of music. You don't have to worry about problems during the competition..."

Xiaopang finally couldn't help it anymore: "Brother Yun, can't we get together and get away?"

Yun Yiheng clenched his fists suddenly: "Did Wen Yuyi threaten you? Or something else?"

Hearing this, Wen Yuyi suddenly smiled: "I never threaten others, the four of you can go back at any time, I will not force you, after all, there are still a few minutes before the deadline for registration, and there is time to revise the band list."

As soon as these words came out, Xiaopang's face froze, and he immediately smiled flatteringly at Wen Yuyi: "No, no, how could we go back on our word?"

Wen Yuyi said lightly: "Then why don't you tell Yun Yiheng clearly?"

say clearly……

Xiaopang's eyes flashed, and he understood what Wen Yuyi meant.

The few of them already felt guilty for betraying Yun Yiheng, and now they will make trouble again...

But he dared not say nothing.

Xiaopang immediately looked at Yun Yiheng, and said with resentment in his voice: "You have to force me to speak clearly, Brother Yun, let me ask you, which folk music festival has won the championship in so many music festivals in our school?" ? If Mr. Shen doesn't come, we can play with you, make trouble with you, and be laughed at by others! But it's different now!"

Because of the arrival of Mr. Shen, this music festival has become a bit more explosive and full of competition.

Many people want to join Wen Yuyi's band. After all, she is very strong. She is well-known for her violin in school, and she was the number one player last year.

How can the four chubby people be able to be favored by her?

It's not because she and Yun Yiheng are fighting!

Xiaopang saw clearly that although they betrayed Yun Yiheng, Wen Yuyi was willing to want them because of Yun Yiheng.

Yun Yiheng was stunned, and it took him a long time to finally react. He said with a cold face: "So, in your eyes, the band I run is just playing around? Does that mean that I have already repaired the score? She beckons to you, will you still betray me?"

It's all said here, Xiaopang knows that Wen Yuyi won't be satisfied if he doesn't speak clearly.

He said without the slightest hesitation: "Yes! I have long been disheartened by Laoshizi's folk music! I myself feel that folk music is vulgar and can't be on a more elegant stage!"

"Also, do you really think the admiration that Teacher Anonymous said is true? She is just comforting you! If she really admires folk music, why doesn't she study folk music? Instead, she studies symphony music? !"

"Brother Yun, do you really think that we are forming a band with you because we like folk music or believe that folk music has a future? No, you are wrong, it is because you are rich! The four of us follow you because you are rich!"

Yun Yiheng took a step back in disbelief.

Since he entered university, he has been speaking out for folk music. He knows that others don't understand him, but he always thinks that at least his teammates understand him and support him.

But at this moment, all his persistence seems to have become a joke.

A chill enveloped his whole body.

Seeing his expression, Wen Yuyi was very satisfied with Xiaopang's stimulation.

She knows that being stabbed by an enemy doesn't hurt, but being stabbed by a teammate hurts both physically and mentally.

She smiled and said, "Yun Yiheng, since your teammates are not returning to the team, can you leave? We are still waiting for training in the activity room!"

Xiaopang immediately followed up and said: "Your family is so rich, you definitely don't care about this activity room. In this case, why can't you give it to us? You don't need such a big activity room by yourself, Brother Yun, wait for us If you take the first place, the few of us will thank you for your kindness."

Yun Yiheng looked at Xiaopang.

His eyes suddenly became cold.

He took two steps back, and his voice suddenly became very calm: "Do you think you can get the first place?"

He has confidence in folk music, especially after watching the full version of "Plum Blossom Cold", he is more confident than ever!

He believes that anyone who has heard this piece of music will believe that folk music is good, but unfortunately, Xiaopang didn't give him a chance to play it for them.

He couldn't wait to climb the high branches, and chose to betray without mercy.

Yun Yiheng lowered his eyes: "I hope you won't regret it on the day of the match."

He turned around and put his guqin into the piano bag, and left with the piano on his back.

Xiaopang suddenly shouted ferociously: "Brother Yun, don't worry, we will never regret it! We can only be grateful for today's choice!"

But Yun Yiheng didn't stop.

The boy's back is thin, but his appearance in the distance gives people an indestructible feeling.

Wen Yuyi narrowed her eyes.

He obviously robbed his activity room and his band members, but for some reason, why did he suddenly feel a little uneasy?

Two days later, the music festival arrived as scheduled.