I Am A Boss Mommy That Wants To Slack

267 Fatty’s Ending!
Yun Yiheng looked at him and no longer spoke, but his face was filled with mockery.

His look of indifference made Fatty even angrier. So, he turned and left, following Wen Yuyi and the others to the venue.

The tenth band already went out to perform. Hence, a staff member walked over and looked at Yun Yiheng. “Student Yun, you are scheduled to be the sixteenth performance. You should head to the venue now.”

“Sure.”

Yun Yiheng stood up and subconsciously took his zither.

But the instant his fingers came in contact with the zither, he hurriedly retracted his hand back.

His movements froze slightly as his face darkened.

He stared at his hand. There was an instant where he doubted whether his moment of impulse earlier was something good or bad…This was because he knew that he might not be able to endure playing through a complete song.

He lowered his eyelids, and as he was pondering, his zither bag was carried by a fair and slender hand.

Shen Ruojing then carried her borrowed zither while casually slinging Yun Yiheng’s zither bag over her shoulder. She lifted her peach blossom eyes and said, “Let’s go.”

Yun Yiheng followed her.

When the two of them arrived at the venue, Yun Yiheng’s finger was still swollen.

The surrounding students and backstage staff members looked at him and subconsciously opened up a path for him.

Some students even took out their phones and snapped his photo, posting it onto the academy’s intranet. [Boohoohoo, Yun Yiheng’s love for the zither is true. I’m someone who doesn’t care for folk music, but my heart is now filled with respect for him.]

Yun Yiheng could be considered a legendary character in school. So, once this post was published, everyone on the school’s web immediately came to inquire about what happened.

After the poster replied and described what he saw, this post immediately became trending.

Students that learned folk music already felt a sense of inferiority. But after seeing Yun Yiheng’s persistence, everyone began to jump out and comment.

——I never knew about the meaning of learning folk music and would frequently be ridiculed by others. But after seeing him, I suddenly know in which direction I should work hard in the future.

my

feel very touched. Even if he isn’t the champion this time, he is already the

agree with the

those that learned orchestra music the wrong

to win right from the start, but now he is

only

…

…

and it caused many students to head to the music hall. Even for those who didn’t purchase the tickets, they were gathering in the corridors and stood at the

music and orchestra music department were clearly distinguished. Someone even created a banner saying: [Wen Yuyi’s orchestra band is the winner

Yiheng’s side wasn’t so fancy, but the students from the folk music department all raised their phones with self-awareness,

to the dispute between

still had no

Yun Yiheng went to the venue, they saw that the bands before them were already queuing up

next band to perform was the eleventh one. This was precisely Wen Yuyi’s band, which was named Lakeside

Yuyi carried her violin and was currently

guzheng, standing at the very back of the band. The four of them did their best to smile fawningly, wanting to meld into the band. However, those with eyes could all see that they were very inharmonious with Wen

concluded, the MC on the stage called the eleventh band’s name, “Let us invite the

at the side and let the other members head up first. As the leader, she

members of the band headed up one by one, and it

and puffed his chest out. He then suddenly turned and cast a

betraying Yun Yiheng, he had been mocked and ridiculed by other students of the folk music

had no

future was

became the champion, he would be able to follow her to the Vienna Music Hall in the capital. After returning, he would no longer

now would envy him

the sake of success, so what if his methods were

to walk toward his glorious future, he was stopped by Wen

Wen?

cannot exceed ten. We already have eight people, so there’s no