Chapter 232 - Chapter 232: Best Performance

Chapter 232: Best Performance

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However, Huo Yichen’s appearance clearly exceeded Feng Xinyao’s expectations.

“…” Feng Xinyao turned around and left. Her beautiful makeup couldn’t take it anymore.

She had been prepared to perform the piano solo in Murong Qiao’s place and had even thought of volunteering later. However, all of this was killed by Murong Qiao in the cradle.

In the end, Huo Yichen came in halfway and ruined her plan. Feng Xinyao’s mind was in a mess.

She sat in front of her dressing table, her frustration lingering in her heart for a long time.

In order to take care of Murong Qiao, the president didn’t let her stay in the backstage hall. Instead, she gave her an empty room.

At this moment, Huo Yichen and Murong Qiao were sitting in the backstage room and Huo Yichen was carefully applying medicine to Murong Qiao.

“Why does your expression look more painful than mine?” Murong Qiao couldn’t help but laugh.

She looked at Huo Yichen’s expression as if he was facing a great enemy. He applied medicine on her with such gentleness that she almost couldn’t detect his touch. She couldn’t help but laugh.

The frown between Huo Yichen’s eyebrows had never disappeared after seeing Murong Qiao’s injuries.

He had lowered his head to prevent Murong Qiao from seeing the dark light in his eyes. Dark waves surged in his heart as he stared at the wound on Murong Qiao’s hand.

When he found out about her injury, Murong Qiao had just come out of the school doctor’s office after bandaging her wound. Although her smile gave people the feeling that there was no problem, Huo Yichen was especially concerned.

“I’ll get to the bottom of this,” he said suddenly.

Huo Yichen’s tone was heavy and serious. Even though Murong Qiao didn’t see his eyes, she could sense the persistence in them.

It was very likely that someone had plotted this, especially at such a critical moment. If he didn’t know how to play the piano, it was hard to imagine what kind of situation Murong Qiao would face this time.

He couldn’t bear to see Murong Qiao hurt even a little. Even if it was a wound, he would frown. At this moment, when he saw the big and small cuts on her hands, it was as if they were all on his body.

Murong Qiao looked down at him and nodded with a smile. “Alright, alright, alright. Great hero, 1’11 listen to you.”

Her voice was soft, with a hint of indulgence and dependence, as if she had entrusted her entire body and soul to Huo Yichen. With him around, she could not help but relax.

He carefully applied a layer of medicine with a cotton swab, his mind tense. He was afraid that he would hurt Murong Qiao if he didn’t pay attention.

Hearing Murong Qiao’s soft voice, he sighed softly. “I’m just blaming myself.”

He blamed himself for not being able to block this attack by her side when she was in danger.

Murong Qiao wanted to say that she wasn’t that delicate, but when she saw the seriousness in Huo Yichen’s eyes, her words suddenly fell silent. A sweet warmth enveloped her heart, as if it could really relieve the pain, and her hand no longer hurt.

“But you’ve already helped me,” Murong Qiao said softly.

She was already thinking of other ways to deal with it. Huo Yichen’s appearance was like a dew that had come out of a long drought, solving her urgent problem.

Originally, playing the piano was a problem that she couldn’t solve, but with Huo Yichen’s participation, Murong Qiao could be in charge of the secondary parts and greatly reduce the difficulty. This way, even if her hand was injured, she could still play smoothly.

Huo Yichen carefully wrapped a new bandage around her hand. This medicine had the effect of cooling and relieving pain. It could also make Murong Qiao suffer less when she went on stage later.

He got up and packed his things when he saw Murong Qiao’s red face.

Murong Qiao glanced at her bag beside her. She was about to change. “Turn around.”

“Okay.” Huo Yichen turned his head obediently.

Fortunately, Hui University had all the facilities and a separate bathroom in the room. After Murong Qiao finished speaking, she took her bag to the bathroom to change.

But in the end, the zipper was a problem. Her hands were injured, so it was not easy for her to wear a gown. The zipper that was designed on the back made it impossible for Murong Qiao to complete it alone.

She tried a few times in front of the mirror, but if she didn’t want to trigger her injuries, she wouldn’t be able to touch it.

Helpless, Murong Qiao could only call out to him.

“Can, can you help me zip it up…” She was still a little embarrassed to take the initiative to say this.

The heat on Murong Qiao’s face seemed to have not decreased since just now. The red color had become a frequent visitor and was stationed on this porcelain-white and soft skin.

Although her voice was soft, there were only two people in the room, so Huo Yichen heard her clearly.

He got up and went to the bathroom. He saw a patch of snow-whiteness entering his vision. Under the light from above, it was even more eye-catching.

Luring a wolf into the house.

For a moment, Huo Yichen felt like he was the wolf that could swallow this soft and harmless little rabbit.

“Huh?” Sensing that the person behind him didn’t move for a long time, Murong Qiao asked.

It was rare for Huo Yichen to be in a daze, but her voice brought him back to reality. “Top of the list?”

He couldn’t help but cough lightly as he spoke, as if he was hiding his reaction just now. His gaze only lingered on Murong Qiao for a moment before moving away, as if he didn’t dare to stay for another second.

“It’s done.” Huo Yichen pulled the zipper all the way up to her neck.

He was really afraid that if he took another look, he would delay the performance.

Murong Qiao didn’t notice what he was thinking just now. She turned her back to the mirror and was relieved to see that there was nothing wrong with the gown.

The deafening sound from outside could vaguely be heard in the room, representing the start of the Orientation Party.

Murong Qiao carefully put on her white gloves. “This is the first time I’ve played the piano with someone.”

She looked at Huo Yichen, her eyes slightly curved. The fine light in them seemed to be smiling, making one unconsciously relax.

“It’s my honor.” Huo Yichen chuckled.

He sat beside Murong Qiao and bowed like a gentleman with his hand on the nonexistent “hat” on his head.

The two of them didn’t talk for long before someone knocked on the door to inform them that they were ready to go on stage.

The previous performance ended just as the two of them reached backstage. Murong Qiao and Huo Yichen looked at each other.

She put her hand on Huo Yichen’s arm and the two of them walked up the stage together.

“Next, let’s invite Murong Qiao and Huo Yichen to bring us a piano duet, ‘Dream of Love’.”

As the emcee finished speaking, the lights went out.

Huo Yichen and Murong Qiao sat on the piano stool, closing the distance between them. The weak light shone down from above, separating them from the outside world.

The melody sounded, bringing with it the tactfulness of the performer, revealing the artistic conception adapted from the poet to everyone.

Huo Yichen played the main melody and used his fingertips to touch the keys to produce a thick and content tone. The steadily advancing melody seemed to pave the way for deep affection and strangely fused with Murong Qiao’s melody.

It was clearly their first time working together, but their actions were surprisingly tacit. They didn’t even need to look at each other or move to know each other’s rhythm.

The compact rhythm and low-pitched chords didn’t break at all. As Huo Yichen gradually reached the climax of the melody, Murong Qiao followed closely behind, producing a round and bright rhythm. They had put a large number of eight-point chords together to form a thick sound system.

At this moment, everyone was lost in the performance.

The passionate emotions poured out, then turned into fullness and richness before ending.

The song ended.

Murong Qiao and Huo Yichen stopped and stood up to bow. “Thank you, everyone.”

It was not until they finished speaking that the audience slowly came back to their senses and erupted into thunderous applause.

This song would be tonight’s most outstanding performance..

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