Chapter 230: jojo in distress
The third elder brother Murong Chuan was naturally sensitive to his younger sister\'s name. When he heard a student talking about his younger sister, he paid attention, and then learned that Murong Qiao was said to be worthless on the forum.
After returning to the office and calling up the forum to read the entire post, Murong Chuan frowned.
"Tell me, what\'s going on." He found the director of the art club who was in charge of the party.
My younger sister was told everything on the forum. As an older brother, Murong Chuan consciously couldn\'t stand it.
After meeting Murong Chuan, the president explained the matter clearly, including the fact that Feng Xinyao backtracked and wanted to change the program at the beginning.
Murong Chuan frowned, and his face, which was always good-looking and warm like a breeze, was also a little chilly. After listening to what the president said, he also understood this matter.
He got up, "I know about this, you can go back."
Murong Chuan naturally believed in his sister\'s strength. At this time, after hearing what the president said, he had some guesses in his heart, but the most important thing now is to clarify the rumors on the forum.
He went to the school\'s monitoring room, cut out the part of the piano competition between Feng Xinyao and Murong Qiao, and put it in a USB flash drive.
It didn\'t take long for this short video to stream on the forum.
【This is the real strength, well, I don’t know what some people are complaining about. [video]】
A post appeared on the top of the forum, and the students who came in clicked in one after another.
The art-like display is directly shocking, like a mudslide destroying a parking lot, leaving everyone\'s brains blank.
—This, is this really the Murong Qiao I know? I won\'t have the memory in my head tampered with, right? ? ?
—Before I went in, I was so naive, I thought Murong Qiao was really a beauty in a vase, but now that I have come out, I have nothing to say except the quintessence of the country.
——Liszt’s piano piece can only be mastered by perverts, this, this, I suspect that she is not human!
—Where are the people who said that Murong Qiao was not good? Open your dog eyes and take a good look at what a real strong person is, okay?
This video directly smashed those rumors that were circulating.
Originally, those words were aimed at attacking Murong Qiao, saying that she was not strong enough, and that she only had a good-looking face to make people blow away.
Now that the video was released, everyone had no choice but to bow down when they saw that Murong Qiao had completed Liszt\'s devil song completely and brilliantly.
The rumors that Feng Xinyao had just created were broken. She was pleased to see that many people said that Murong Qiao was bad under the post, but in the blink of an eye, the trend of kung fu changed.
The video of the two people\'s rehearsal competition was posted on the forum, and the joy that had just been born in Feng Xinyao\'s heart was shattered after only seeing the cover.
"Murong Qiao..." She almost gritted her teeth as she said the name.
Feng Xinyao was angry when she heard the door of the dormitory behind her open.
"Yaoyao?" It was the roommate who came back.
Feng Xinyao took a deep breath, suppressed the turbulent emotions in her heart, and when she turned around, her face was replaced with a smile, which was gentle and relaxing.
The roommate is from the literature club, named Tang Yan, and naturally saw the competition between Feng Xinyao and Murong Qiao during the rehearsal yesterday.
Although she is more partial to Feng Xinyao as a roommate and the two of them usually have a very good relationship, Murong Qiao\'s strength is really strong, even she had to say yes, and voted for Murong Qiao sincerely.
Tang Yan put the dinner on Feng Xinyao\'s table, "Your dinner is brought back, don\'t be so sad."
Since losing the rehearsal piano, Feng Xinyao\'s expression became more melancholy in the dormitory. Tang Yan liked her gentleness very much, so she couldn\'t help but say a few words of comfort.
Feng Xinyao\'s eyes were red when she said this, and she couldn\'t help crying while hugging her.
"I made an agreement with my dad to let him watch my finale performance..." she sobbed.
Tang Yan had a good relationship with her, but when she saw Feng Xinyao crying, she panicked and hugged her to comfort her.
Tang Yan ran her hand along her back, "Of course you are very good."
Actually, Tang Yan also thought that Feng Xinyao would appear as the finale of the show. She was a famous figure in the school, and she was beautiful. Everyone thought it was a certainty.
In the end, the opportunity fell on Murong Qiao. Perhaps it was because of her preference for Feng Xinyao, and Tang Yan also felt that it was unfair.
"Now, what should I do now, Tang Yan, Murong Qiao took my original position, and now my father must be disappointed." Feng Xinyao seemed heartbroken.
What she said just touched Tang Yan\'s heart. Tang Yan always wanted to be valued by her father, so she went all out to be admitted to Huida.
At this moment, seeing Feng Xinyao crying uncontrollably, it was like seeing her former self.
Her eyes dimmed, and the words came out without thinking. "You\'re not going to lose that position."
Tang Yan\'s voice fell into Feng Xinyao\'s ears lightly, with a strangely determined tone. Now she buried her head in Tang Yan\'s arms and continued to cry as if she didn\'t hear it, but the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.
A bold idea came out of Tang Yan\'s heart, it was an idea that could make Murong Qiao unable to get on stage.
In order for the welcome party to be held smoothly, the rehearsal needs to be held at least three to four times, which is enough for her to do it.
"Let\'s stop here for today." The president announced a pause, "Everyone has a good rest in the afternoon, and cheer up for the performance in the evening, so don\'t lose the chain."
Everyone happily responded, without looking tired at all.
The welcome party will be held tonight, so after calling everyone here in the morning and going through it smoothly, it can be regarded as stabilizing everyone\'s confidence.
"It seems that I came just right!" Yang Xin was standing at the door waiting for Murong Qiao.
Seeing that it was time for lunch, Yang Xin thought that Murong Qiao didn\'t have to rehearse today, and wanted to come over to have lunch with her, but the time was just right.
Murong Qiao waved at her, "Let\'s go, first accompany me to the backstage to get my schoolbag."
There are still clothes to wear tonight in the schoolbag, so don\'t leave them behind.
At this moment, everyone was almost gone. Yang Xin and Murong Qiao got their schoolbags and came out of the backstage. They walked around the building next to the rehearsal, and there was a cafeteria not far away.
Tang Yan was standing on the roof of the building, watching Murong Qiao and Yang Xin talking and laughing happily.
There is a vase at her feet, which is surrounded by two hands. It is placed at the very edge, half of its volume is exposed, and it can fall down with almost a little pushing force.
Tang Yan raised her foot, gently pressed the toe of the shoe against the edge of the flower pot, and watched the two people downstairs gradually arrive at their predetermined position.
"I heard that the new chef in the cafeteria cooks delicious dishes..." Yang Xin was still talking enthusiastically.
Murong Qiao nodded in response from time to time, neither of them noticed the imminent danger.
A shadow so small that it is almost invisible is approaching from a high altitude, and the flower pot is falling from the roof. Murong Qiao is looking down at the phone, and the shadow that suddenly grows on the ground suddenly feels wrong from the corner of his eye.
The signal of the crisis flashed in her mind, Murong Qiao suddenly raised her head and saw the picture of the flower pot falling down. According to the position calculation, it would directly hit Yang Xin!
"careful-"
The situation was critical, Murong Qiao had no time to think, and stretched out his hand to push Yang Xin away from his original position.