The boss who was scum by me makes a comeback

Chapter 143 If He Sirui can't be killed, write He Yao's name backwards!
As for He Yao, no matter how well she plays, others can only remember how she played messily after breaking the string.

He Sirui thought happily.

The strings of the guzheng are originally taut, and if they break suddenly, it is easy to hit people, and if you are not careful, there will be a red mark.

Even He Yao herself was terrified, and the melody of her subordinates soared to three points.

However, He Yao stabilized in time, and directly gave up the low range, and brought the entire climax tune to the high range.

From the atmosphere of big waves washing sand to the environment of criss-crossing streams and tinkling springs, the high-pitched sound of a phoenix's crowing almost made He Sirui, who was not very familiar with the pitch, jump a wrong beat.

The rhythm passes through the hustle and bustle here, like flowing water washing all the dust.

The pitch of He Yao is really too high, but it is completely consistent with the previous beat. Among the old tunes of Ke Yi Xing, the pitch is so high that it pops up a cool feeling.

Even those who have listened to the song Ke Yi Xing feel that He Yao is completely connected without any sense of drama.

When everyone felt that He Yao's improvised response was perfect, under the spotlight, He Sirui's steps behind him were completely chaotic, and even his expression became flustered.

Because of the mistake just now, she couldn't keep up with He Yao's beat, and couldn't even hold down an accompaniment, and He Yao lost all the limelight.

Just when He Sirui was panicking, he accidentally stepped on the hem of his skirt, and instantly fell to the stage like a dog eating shit.

thump--

That sound was very painful.

The students in the audience were in an uproar.

"What did He Sirui do?"

"I just jumped in a mess, but now I just fell."

"This is too embarrassing..."

……

The principal who was still persevering in boasting in Ju Li's ear was directly shocked by He Sirui's operation and was speechless.

But Li Ju frowned: "The front is fine, but the back is messed up and the filming won't work? What kind of city-level awards can this level win!"

The headmaster was speechless.

He Sirui seemed to have heard the disapproval of countless people in the audience, his face turned red, and after a long time to realize it, he fell down on the stage and didn't get up.

The stage lighting engineer's reaction was also extremely quick, instantly transferring the light from He Sirui's body to He Yao's.

Under the spotlight, He Yan's skin was porcelain white, as if it had a translucent and fine texture, which would break with a flick of the bullet.

The water-blue skirts were scattered on the ground, the silver headdress shone brightly under the light, and He Yao was still playing with his head down, free from outside noise.

Every time the rotating shaft is fiddled, the world will fall, and the world will disappear.

Where does this song need any backing dancers? Everyone can imagine the illusion brought to them by the melody, and there is no need for He Sirui's dance to be superfluous.

At the end of the song, He Yan closed his sleeves and stood up under the spotlight, with his palms on the piano, and bowed to take the curtain call.

Only then did everyone realize that the applause was about to penetrate the dome of the auditorium.

Even Gu Jin in the audience couldn't help being attracted by He Yao.

Only a girl like He Yao who is like a pearl can be worthy of him!

As for He Sirui, he hasn't gotten up since he just fell down.

She looked at the highly anticipated He Yao, and even her eyes could not wait to hurt her.

At this time, He Yao bypassed Guzheng, pretended to be kind and helped He Sirui get up, "Are you okay..."

And He Sirui made an extremely stupid move.

In front of all the students and leaders of the school, she slapped He Yao's hand away, and said viciously: "You don't need to pretend to be kind, don't you just want to see me make a fool of yourself?"

Then He Sirui quickly got up and ran backstage.

He Yan clutched his red hand from the beating, his eyes were first puzzled and confused, and then endless grievances, he bit his lower lip and left the stage.

In fact, I was madly calling myself.

Just her acting skills!Simply perfect!
If you can't kill He Sirui, write He Yao's name backwards!
(End of this chapter)