Chapter 33
Chapter 33: I’m Under Tremendous Pressure…
As the final note fell, the girl’s dance also froze.
Fu Chengque’s forehead was sweaty, with a light panting after the exercise. She glanced at Wen Yu out of the corner of her eye, who was smiling at her.
At this moment, the lights shimmered brilliantly.
Subsequently, there erupted a long-lasting enthusiastic applause within the hall.
The curtain slowly fell, drawing a perfect conclusion to this performance.
***
In the audience, Lin Wannian was stunned.
Even he, a complete outsider to music, could tell that the piano played by the student in school uniform just now was impressive, even more remarkable than the dance.
Beside him, the principal, vice-principal, and several leaders were exchanging smiles, and finally, the principal turned his head to Lin Wannian.
“Director Lin, was that your high school’s performance just now?”
Lin Wannian snapped out of it and quickly replied, “Yes, yes, both of them are students from Class Four of the senior year.”
“Was there something wrong backstage just now that caused the delay of this performance?”
Lin Wannian didn’t dare to spill everything here. If he told the principal here that the original piano performer was now in the disciplinary office, it would cause chaos.
Family matters should be discussed at home.
So he carefully replied, “There were some circumstances, but it has been resolved. With the help of other teachers and students, the performance was successfully completed.”
The principal was pleased and commented, “Well done, as long as it wasn’t chaotic. This is also a test of the teachers’ work.” Then he pointed to the stage, “Those two students did well too, they didn’t panic when something happened. Especially that male student, he played the piano really well, worthy of praise.”
“The male student is called Wen Yu, the one who did the large bulletin board at the school gate, it’s actually his work.”
This news attracted several other leaders who also praised him.
“Well done, well done, he’s a good student.”
“For students, he can be considered both good at piano and painting. How are the grades of these two kids?”
Lin Wannian wiped his sweat secretly, fortunately, the previous small exams and the consensus reached with the class teachers on the grades helped, otherwise, he wouldn’t be able to say it here, fearing a judgment of negligence in student work.
“Wen Yu’s grades are better, in the top ten of the class, and his grades are still improving. He might even enter the top five of the class by the mid-term. The girl’s name is Fu Chengque, and her grades are also improving rapidly. She should also be able to enter the top ten by mid-term. Both of them are showing the fastest improvement in Class Four.”
“Good seedlings, good seedlings, they’re both good.”
“This also shows that the education work at Second High School is well done.”
The principal was very pleased and instructed Lin Wannian, “So, after this, please pay attention to these two students, if their family conditions are relatively difficult or if they need help, the school will fully support them and must solve any worries for the students.”
“Definitely, definitely.”
The atmosphere in the guest seats instantly became extremely harmonious.
***
Chen Xiongguo looked sweetly surprised.
“Wen Yu, you little rascal, you’re really good at playing the piano!”
The manner, the music he played, it’s nothing like a beginner.
Just now, he was still thinking about how to help Wen Yu face the leaders if he messed up, now he swallowed back the last bit of worry.
Not bad, really good.
The music matched the dance, it sounded good and looked good.
Wen Yu is truly a gem of Class Four, a student like him is rare for Chen Xiongguo, who has been teaching for many years.
He has personality, ideas, courage, and impressive abilities. Whoever bullies him in the future, Chen Xiongguo will be the first to stand up and disagree.
Hey, I, Old Chen, also have some courage, daring to send him up there.
I’m not bad either.
***
The students of Class Four were also surprised.
“Is that Wen Yu?”
“Yes, it’s him, the one who just went up. So he found Chen Xiongguo to go on stage.”
“He can play the piano??”
“He’s already finished playing, and you’re still questioning it now, isn’t it a bit late?”
“He plays really well… Even if I’m biased, I still think it’s good.”
“Qingmei can dance, and Zhuma can play the piano, what kind of immortal combination is this… But Wen Yu plays better than Fu Chengque dances, so it’s still Fu Chengque chasing Wen Yu.”
“What a silly comparison, did Fu Chengque dance poorly? Didn’t you see Wen Yu looking at Fu Chengque affectionately all the time, he must be the one chasing after her.”
“Stupid, barking nonsense here.”
“Who asked for your grandmother’s opinion, get lost!”
***
Others may not understand the danger involved, but the evaluations of most people were unanimous:
The performance was excellent, of high quality, with the music and dance complementing each other, pleasing to the eye and the heart.
And they all added: especially the boy’s piano, flowing smoothly and naturally.
The performance continued.
After the curtain fell, Fu Chengque rushed to Wen Yu’s side for the first time and grabbed his wrist, pulling him towards the backstage.
In a secluded corner, Fu Chengque became aggressive.
“You lied to me!”
“What?”
“You said you couldn’t play the piano.”
“I really can’t.”
“But just now, you clearly played so well.”
“That was the only complete piece I could remember.”
Fu Chengque pursed her lips, somewhat disdainful of Wen Yu’s explanation. But she wasn’t angry; instead, she seemed happier.
“Wen Yu, thank you.”
“That’s it?”
“What do you mean, ‘that’s it’?”
“No gesture of gratitude? Just talking? I went on stage under tremendous pressure.”
“I also had tremendous pressure.”
“You asked for my help, that’s why I went up there. I’m terrified of the stage. I was so nervous just now I almost threw up.”
Fu Chengque looked apologetic.
“Would you like to have milk tea? You know I’m broke lately.”
She added cautiously, “Wen Yu, I really appreciate your help. Thank you for your hard work…”
“Not hard, just unlucky.” Wen Yu found a seat and sat down. “In this kind of situation, I have to help you. If you say you’re going to be an Empress, then I’ll have to split the Yangtze River.”
Fu Chengque chuckled, “Who said you’re my childhood sweetheart.”
“Yeah, who said I’m your childhood sweetheart.”
As they bantered, Lin Wannian and Chen Xiongguo walked over side by side.
Lin Wannian beamed, “Fu Chengque, Wen Yu, you both did great. The performance was excellent, and the teachers are very satisfied.”
Fu Chengque looked a bit shy, while Wen Yu simply smiled.
Lin Wannian praised them a few more times before leaving.
Chen Xiongguo’s expression was uplifted, slightly excited.
“Fu Chengque, you’ve worked hard these past few weeks. Take a rest first. Wen Yu…”
Wen Yu suddenly burst into laughter. “Chen, how was that for a surprise?”
What a kid, teasing the teacher like that!
But Chen couldn’t bring himself to be angry. He chuckled, “You really are surprising. Alright, on behalf of the teachers, I want to thank you too. Otherwise, if Fu Chengque had to dance alone, who knows what would have happened. You saved this performance and brought honor to Class Four and the teachers.”
“Teacher, just talking?”
“What?”
“No gesture of gratitude? I went on stage under tremendous pressure…”
Fu Chengque perked up her ears, feeling a bit puzzled. Were Wen Yu’s words directed at anyone in particular?
Chen Xiongguo felt a bit odd inside. “What gesture do you want?”
“Teacher, please buy milk tea for everyone in Class Four, how about that?”
“…”
A cup of milk tea is probably around 10 yuan, and with over 40 students in the class, it would be over four to five hundred…
Chen Xiongguo’s face turned slightly red. Through gritted teeth, he said, “Come on, take the teacher to buy.”
Fu Chengque immediately cheered, “Yay!”
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