Chapter 231 I ask for foreign aid
In the blink of an eye, Yang Xin didn't know what happened, and Murong Qiao pushed her away from where she was standing.
She glanced blankly at Murong Qiao, and saw a flower pot falling from the sky.
The speed was unbelievably fast, and there was no time to think about the situation. Murong Qiao pushed Yang Xin out of the range of his hand, but the hand he stretched out was severely scratched.
"Ah!" She couldn't help crying out in pain.
An uncontrollable pain came from the back of her hand, almost to the extent that she couldn't bear it.
Yang Xin reacted in the next second, and rushed to Murong Qiao's side in a hurry. "Jojo!"
She looked eagerly at Murong Qiao's hands. Its original weight was no longer important when the object was dropped in high school. The accumulated force from the height was enough to severely fracture a person.
Murong Qiao deliberately avoided the falling direction of the flower pot just now, but when he stretched out his hand to push Yang Xin away, it was still inevitably affected.
Her hands were trembling a little, and there were many scratches on her delicate porcelain-white skin from the broken flowerpot, and the back of her right hand was even more bruised and purple. It hurts.
"This..." Yang Xin was at a loss.
She immediately blushed, wanted to check on Murong Qiao's injury but didn't dare to touch her hand, and looked at Murong Qiao angrily and anxiously, full of worry and self-blame.
If it wasn't for her, where would Murong Qiao get hurt?
And more importantly, tonight is the welcome party! Murong Qiao also followed the rehearsal for several days for the piano solo, and now his hand is injured...
Yang Xin's head drooped and she didn't even dare to think about that scene.
Murong Qiao took a breath slowly, trying to suppress a little pain, seeing Yang Xin like this, he smiled to comfort her.
She touched Yang Xin with her still intact elbow, "Don't cry, at least she's fine."
Hand still hurts faintly, and the severed wound reminds Murong Qiao of what a thrilling thing happened just now, especially the scratched hand has already started to go numb and lose consciousness even after such a short while.
Murong Qiao inhaled and exhaled slowly, trying to relieve the pain, then raised his head and glanced up if he felt something.
The place on the edge of the roof was empty, and there was nothing but the blue sky.
Is the wind blowing? still…
Murong Qiao hid the deep thought in her eyes, suppressed the discomfort and comforted Yang Xin, "It's a pity that we can't go to lunch together now."
"You can still joke around at this time." Yang Xin glared at her angrily, and dragged Murong Qiao to the school infirmary without saying a word.
The strong sense of self-blame and guilt kept Yang Xin silent all the way, but her eyes were surprisingly red, which really made Murong Qiao feel like she could get out of Ali at any time.
Fortunately, the school doctor is still here, helping Murong Qiao to deal with the injury briefly.
"Student, I suggest that you take a leave of absence and go to the hospital to have a look. You may hurt your bones. I'm just helping you fix the injury, and it won't speed up the healing." The school doctor is a very gentle woman.
She quickly wrapped a layer of bandages on Murong Qiao's hands, "Try not to move too much, and the wound should not get wet."
The school doctor explained the precautions normally, and the bandage, which was originally a temporary fixation effect, was done in a few minutes.
"Thank you." Murong Qiao stood up and bid farewell.
She raised her arm and glanced at her bandaged hands, and moved tentatively.
The bandage hinders the most sensitive touch, making the movements less smooth and comfortable. Although you can wear white gloves to cover up a part or two when you go on stage, playing the piano will definitely be affected inevitably.
In the evening, when the performers of the party gathered at the venue in advance, Murong Qiao, who had bandages on his hands, immediately attracted everyone's attention.
"Student Murong, this is—" The president was the first to come over to ask about the situation.
Murong Qiao is in charge of the finale of the show, which is the most brilliant part, and there is no room for any mistakes.
The president's gaze fell on the bandage on her hand, and his worry turned into worry.
There is a problem right now, seeing Murong Qiao like this is definitely not up to the effect of their rehearsal program, as the organizer of this event, the president really wanted to say whether to change the program, but the pair of Murong Qiao's She couldn't speak about her eyes.
It took them a lot of hard work to prepare. It’s not that they didn’t notice the efforts of the rehearsal. It’s too ruthless to say that it’s withdrawn now.
Murong Qiao told the president what happened at noon today.
She explained the cause of her wound, "It happened suddenly, which is already a better result."
The inexplicably falling flower pot... At such a critical time, anyone who is not a fool knows that this probability is not a coincidence.
The president frowned and nodded solemnly.
"I will investigate this matter after the party, but your hand is hurt like this now..." The president hesitated.
Tang Yan, who was hiding in the crowd beside him, also heard this sentence clearly, his eyes flickered, and his face flashed as expected for a moment, and his face was as flat as a passerby.
In this way, Murong Qiao, who had to cancel the show, lost the show, and Feng Xinyao could get back what belonged to her.
But Murong Qiao shook his head, "I'm fine, the show will continue as usual."
She had a relaxed look with a smile on her face and successfully aroused doubts. The president looked at her for no reason, and then saw Huida's famous Huo Xiaocao Huo Yichen coming in from behind Murong Qiao.
"You don't mind if I invite a foreign aid?" Murong Qiao blinked his eyes, his eyes were clever and cunning.
Huo Yichen was wearing a black tuxedo at this time, and when he came in, he nodded coldly as a greeting to everyone.
He looked around at the people around him, then his eyes fixed on Murong Qiao and never left.
Okay, what a sudden mouthful of dog food.
The president looked at Huo Yichen who was in the background, his thoughts were messed up for a second and then returned to normal.
"Of course it's no problem, not to mention it's thanks to you to invite Huo Xiaocao to show up." The president's tone of joy did not seem to be fake.
In fact, because of Huo Yichen's good looks, he was listed by the president on the list that he most wanted to invite from the very beginning. Unfortunately, Huo Yichen was extremely cold and difficult to get close to. After he couldn't even find anyone, the president resolutely gave up on this invitation. idea.
Seeing Huo Yichen's ready appearance, the president even looked at Murong Qiao with admiration for the warrior.
Society waved his hands in a good-tempered manner, "As long as Huo has no objections."
She can't wait to see Murong Qiao and Huo Yichen playing together on the same stage!
Don't look at her as the president on the surface, but in fact she is also a member of the CP army of Huo Yichen and Murong Qiao. At this time, seeing two people standing in front of her, don't mention how excited she is.
Rounding up, isn't this the official candy!
Murong Qiao was also relieved when she saw that she agreed, "That's good, everything else is fine, we can communicate by ourselves."
She was also worried that the president would not agree to add someone temporarily.
This matter is so simple to decide. There is still half an hour before the party starts, but the president can't wait to see the audience's reaction later.
(end of this chapter)