Zhao Qingyu panicked and turned around immediately.
What does Li Xin mean? Does she know something...
"Qingyu? Qingyu?" Her deskmate suddenly patted her.
Zhao Qingyu groaned and almost jumped up.
"What's wrong with you? You look so ugly?" My deskmate was also shocked.
"No...it's okay." Zhao Qingyu stood up, "I'm going to hand in my homework to the teacher."
She ran out of the classroom in a hurry. Her deskmate sighed and didn't think much about it, thinking she was still angry because of those rumors.
However, this kind of topic will not be discussed in the school for a long time, because the school anniversary at the end of the month is coming soon. Gungun's class finally decided on three programs, Zhao Qingyu's solo dance, Li Xin's group dance and Wuyou's piano solo.
"Teacher, why are there two dances in our class?" Zhao Qingyu ran to ask the class teacher in private.
The head teacher said that because there was a senior in the high school who sang a solo song that was exactly the same as Li Xin’s group dance, the senior offered to cooperate.
After the program was finalized, the students who had the program practiced even more vigorously, but Wuyou never went to the piano room again. Zhao Qingyu came to ask her again during the self-study class that day.
"Wouyou, why don't you go practice piano?"
Zhang Li was listening to Wuyou's lecture. When she was interrupted, she glared at Zhao Qingyu unhappily: "She is very proficient in playing, why are she wasting her time practicing?"
"But, if you accidentally play the wrong ball during the performance, it will affect the honor of our class!" Zhao Qingyu looked worried. Turning around, Gungun, who was playing games with Yuan Yiming and others, turned to look at her. .
Zhao Qingyu blinked, not knowing how she did it, and her eyes became watery again.
"Wuyou said she can do it naturally without practicing. You should just worry about yourself."
Zhao Qingyu pursed her lips and said, "I do it for the good of our class. Since Wuyou is so confident, of course it's better."
She met Wuyou's calm eyes, her heart trembled, she squeezed out a smile and said, "I'm looking forward to your performance! Let's do our best together!"
After she left, Zhang Li whispered strangely: "What does she want to do again? Isn't she still determined to give up..."
Gungun looked at Wuyou, but before he could say anything, Yuan Yiming yelled: "Damn it, move faster! The enemy is coming."
In a blink of an eye, the day of the school anniversary arrived, and Tang Duo sat in the front row as a guest. In previous years, Lang sent someone here, but this year because Wuyou had to perform, she came to watch it in person.
And as early as half a month ago, a skirt was specially customized for Wuyou, which is guaranteed to look stunning tonight.
"Mom, you've asked me three times." Gungun came over. Tang Duo had just texted him again, asking how Wuyou was preparing and whether he was nervous or something.
Gungun thought to himself, Wuyou is not nervous when carrying a rocket launcher, let alone playing the piano, it is not too relaxed...
"Then don't scare me away. Go backstage to accompany Wuyou." Tang Duo glanced at his son.
"Didn't you ask me to come here?" Gungun rolled his eyes, "Then stop asking me, the show is about to start."
Tang Duo asked him to leave quickly, and Gungun returned to the backstage, where Wuyou sat alone in the corner. Music suddenly sounded on the stage, and Li Xin hurriedly ran out with a few female classmates in the class, dragging the singing senior Fu Fu. Their show was starting.
"We still have to wait a while!" Gungun sat next to Wuyou, and Wuyou's piano solo was in the middle. It was estimated to be an hour later.
Wuyou was watching the video. He raised his head and curled his mouth: "If you're bored, just go down and watch."
"It's not boring." Gungun glanced at her phone and saw what kind of financial lecture it was.
The two of them were just watching videos and the other playing games. The atmosphere was quiet but inexplicably beautiful. The backstage was messy, with people coming and going, as if this corner had been forgotten.
Occasionally, when someone passes by, they can't help but walk softly and don't dare to speak loudly.
"No. 17! The piano recital is ready for No. 17!" I don't know how long it took, but the classmate in charge of the venue shouted at the top of his lungs.
Gungun sighed lazily and saw several boys from the Arts Department carrying the piano out.
"Wait a minute." Gungun walked over, "Have you checked?"
They were all seniors in the second year of high school and were stunned when they heard this.
"Check?" They put down the piano, "What are you checking for? The music teacher tuned it yesterday, junior fellow, don't worry!"
"It's not a sound." Gungun opened the piano cover, stood on the side and bent down, pressing the keys one by one.
One student sneered: "Junior, what are you checking for? This isn't a movie, could there be someone hiding a murder weapon in there?"
"Senior, this is my personal habit, so be careful!" Gungun smiled at him and stared at the keys seriously.
Wuyou didn't know when she stood behind him. Tang Duo prepared a lavender long skirt for her, which was covered with purple sequins and gradually faded from the bottom of the chest.
The whole person is like a slowly blooming purple flower, and even the eyes of several senior students are not enough. Just as I was thinking that this school girl was an ice beauty or something, I saw Gungun standing there with a serious look on his face.
"Is there something?" Wuyou asked.
Gungun nodded, took a handkerchief that someone else used for dancing from the side, and slowly took out a needle from a piano key.
"hiss!!"
There was a sound of breathing all around.
"Is this... really from Qin?"
"Nonsense! Didn't you see it all? It was taken out from inside."
"Holy shit, what's happening??"
The teacher in the background hurriedly ran over: "Where is the piano? Hurry up and lift it up. Is this classmate your soloist? Hurry up and come on stage to you!"
"Teacher!" A senior student, who was probably responsible, told me about the needle with a frightened expression on his face.
The teacher was also stunned: "Is it really a needle? Isn't it a prank?"
"Teacher, please take a look for yourself." Gungun put the needle on the piano panel. The silver needle on the black piano panel shone with cold light. Everyone present knew that if the needle was not taken out, whoever played the piano would Hands are bound to hurt.
If it's serious, you might never be able to play the piano again in your life.
"We will investigate carefully later." The teacher said seriously, "I will report it immediately, but I must go on stage now, otherwise it will affect the performance."
Wuyou stood up and said, "I'm ready. Senior, please bring the piano up."
Gungun stood on the side stage and watched. The curtain opened and a beam of light shone on Wuyou. There were whispers from below the stage, and then Yuan Yiming and the others took the lead in cheering and applauding.
The music started playing, and Wuyou played a very unpopular piano piece called Song of Kumulu. It was not very difficult, but it was very nice. Many people in Caesar learn piano, but not many have listened to this piece, but they don’t want people to think they are not good enough. When it ends, everyone claps more energetically, for fear that others will think they don’t understand.
At this time, the class group was already in a panic. After the performance, Li Xin, as a cadre of the Arts Department, stayed backstage to help. When Gungun checked the piano, she felt that something big might happen, so she filmed the whole process and sent it to the group. .
"Oh my God! Is that a real needle?" Several girls were frightened.
Yuan Yiming and Zhao Shen started scolding each other and even tried to sneak backstage.
The head teacher and the school leaders soon found out. Tang Duo became dark on the spot when he heard about it. The principal asked the vice principal to stay and watch the show, and hurried to the conference room with the teachers from the Academic Affairs Office and the Security Office.
Wuyou and Gungun were also called over. As soon as Tang Duo saw Wuyou, he pulled her around and made sure everything was okay before asking the principal coldly: "I hope the school can give me an explanation as soon as possible about this matter."
"Don't worry, Mrs. Lang, we have asked the security department to go to the scene to check. I think this is probably a prank by some classmate. Once we find out, we will definitely be severely punished!
After the dean of the Academic Affairs Office said this, even the principal thought he was an idiot. As expected, Tang Duo snorted coldly.
"The director thinks this is just a prank? Then I can only call the police and let the police make a conclusion."
"Oh, don't, don't, don't!" The principal glared at the director and apologized personally, "Mrs. Lang, this is indeed a serious matter. If classmate Lang Wuyou is injured today, I will definitely call the police as soon as possible..."
"Look... Fortunately, the child is fine now. Does that give us a chance to let the school investigate on its own? After all, if this kind of thing gets too big, it will have an impact on the school and the children."
"Don't worry! We will never cover up students. No matter who is found to have done it, he will be expelled."
Tang Duo took Wuyou's hand and waved it in front of the principal: "Principal, you should know that Wuyou is the heir to the next generation of Lang's consortium, right? Her whole body is insured, and these hands will have to sign a contract worth over 100 million in the future. , if you still can’t find anything after three days, I will call the police.”
"That's natural!" The principal was sweating profusely. "If we can't find out, without Mrs. Lang, we will take the initiative to call the police. Don't worry, don't worry!"
The consequences of this incident were really serious. The Tang family was very angry when they found out, and then Chen Xiaopang and the others also found out. The Chen family called the relative above, and not long after, commissioners arrived at Caesars. They were better than the police, and they quickly found a boy who was a freshman in high school.
This boy named Liu Yiming didn't quibble and admitted it directly.
"Lang Wuyou caught me bullying my juniors at school before. He lectured me in front of so many people and deducted credits so that I had to take a few more courses. So I put a needle into the piano to get back at her. What's wrong? It's just a needle! It's not a blade, it's just a prick... "
Little did he know that what he thought was a prank would land him directly in jail. Because I am over 16 years old, I can go to the detention center. Liu Yiming was frightened now. When his family received the notice, they were frightened.
The seventy-year-old grandmother was frightened and went to the hospital. Liu Yiming's mother came to school crying and begging the principal to give her son a chance. Only then did Liu Yiming get scared. The specialist who handled the matter frightened him a few more times, and the young man said nothing.
"It's Zhao Qingyu! Zhao Qingyu asked me to do it!"