Chapter Fifty-One Pretends Really Like It

"Han Qingqing, are you okay?"

Although Qin Yang didn't think of Han Qingqing as a man or a woman, but we were classmates and had a good relationship, so Qin Yang naturally wouldn't sit idly by, subconsciously leaned over and asked in a low voice.

Han Qingqing raised her head, her usually cold face became a little weaker: "My stomach hurts."

Qin Yang frowned: "Then go to the clinic quickly, or go to the hospital."

Han Qingqing bit her lips tightly, looked at the stands, and shook her head: "It doesn't hurt too much, I can bear it for a while, and I will be on my show soon, and I will go when I finish playing."

Le Yuxin asked worriedly at the side: "Qingqing, is it okay? Don't force yourself if you can't. Your body is the most important thing."

Xue Wantong also said with concern: "That's right, your body is important, so it doesn't matter if you don't perform. Besides, even if you are on stage in this state, you haven't performed yet."

Han Qingqing showed a shallow smile: "It's okay, the piece I played is not difficult or long, and it will be over soon, just stick to it and it will pass."

Looking at the concerned eyes of the people around, Han Qingqing added again: "My own body, I know it myself, don't worry."

When everyone heard what Han Qingqing said, they didn't try to persuade him any more, but Qin Yang looked at Han Qingqing's face and felt uneasy in his heart.

The chorus and sketches of the second class were soon over, followed by the piano solo "Shepherd Boy Piccolo" by Cheng Yingfan of the third class. Cheng Yingfan, who was wearing a white shirt, bow tie and black suit, sat under the arranged piano, and a circle of white light came down, Envelop Cheng Yingfan and the black piano in it.

"Wow, very handsome!"

"It's very formal, but it has a feeling."

"This buddy is very similar to that, but I don't know how to talk about it?"

"look forward to!"

With a calm expression on Cheng Yingfan's face and confidence in his eyes, he put his hands on the piano, and a series of cheerful piano sounds immediately rang out.

The audience became quiet, both men and women were quietly listening to Cheng Yingfan's piano solo, whether they could understand it or not, they were all attracted by this cheerful piano piece with Chinese characteristics, and listened quite engrossed.

Professor Zhang Ming listened for a while, then nodded slightly in satisfaction. To the ears of a person who is proficient in music like him, there are naturally many flaws in this shepherd boy's piccolo performance, but he is a generous person himself. For a non-professional Professor Zhang Ming already felt that his students played like this is quite good, and even felt a little sorry for Cheng Yingfan. If he can stick to the road of music and keep going, he may achieve higher and better achievements.

Qin Yang only listened to a short paragraph, frowned, then turned his eyes away, and his eyes fell on Han Qingqing who was not far away, his eyes were worried.

Han Qingqing leaned forward two points more than before. She pressed her lower abdomen with both hands and bit her lips tightly. She looked quite painful, but she didn't make the slightest sound, trying not to affect the situation. people around.

Soon, the shepherd boy's piccolo came to an end in a burst of brisk notes, and there was a burst of warm applause in the small auditorium, as well as cheers and whistles, especially the third class of students behind Qin Yang and others shouted extremely arrogantly .

"Han Qingqing, the next program will be your solo!"

At this time, the two hosts had already stepped onto the stage, and Cheng Yingfan, who bowed and was about to leave, was also retained, ready to interview a few words.

Just when Cheng Yingfan was talking about his piano learning experience on stage, and took the opportunity to express that he wanted to learn from Professor Zhang Ming, Han Qingqing stood up with a pale complexion, ready to go on stage.

Han Qingqing had only walked a few steps, and suddenly let out a low cry, and squatted down all of a sudden, holding her lower abdomen with her hands, her face was in pain, and there was faint sweat running down her forehead.

Xue Wantong stood up quickly: "Han Qingqing, what's wrong with you?"

"My stomach hurts..."

Han Qingqing gritted her teeth and replied, as if she wanted to insist on standing up and continue to go on stage, but she couldn't help but reached out to support the chair when she stood up. Obviously, her stomach pain was not even the slightest bit, making her unable to even stand up. Waddled.

Xue Wantong panicked immediately: "Le Yuxin, Zhao Rui, you two support her, we will go to the infirmary immediately."

Han Qingqing bit her lip and said, "I still want to perform on stage..."

Xue Wantong said without hesitation: "What time is it? Why are you still caring about the show? Hurry up, Liu Rong, He Tianfeng, please tell the higher-ups to take a leave of absence, this show will not be on."

He Tianfeng agreed, and as soon as he stood up, a strange voice came from behind him: "This is so scary, it won't hurt sooner or later, just about to go on stage, it's really lame to say that my stomach hurts. "

Qin Yang frowned suddenly, turned his head and saw Zheng Mei saying something like this in a strange way, and following her words, the students in class three immediately followed up with each other.

"Yeah, when doesn't it hurt, why does it hurt at this time!"

"It really looks like it!"

"If you can't, just admit defeat. It's not shameful. It's embarrassing to do it like this, okay?"

"Aren't you very arrogant just now, why don't you continue to be arrogant now?"

"It's so beautiful, but so timid, it's really..."

The rumors behind were like knives, and Han Qingqing's eyes showed two points of determination. She clenched her teeth, stood up, and put her hands down, but Qin Yang clearly saw her clenched tightly. Cheek, obviously she is suppressing her pain by gritting her teeth.

"Let me go up, good or bad, I will finish this song, I can't embarrass our class!"

Han Qingqing was about to take a step forward, but suddenly felt that someone was grabbing her arm. Turning her head, she saw Qin Yang's calm and peaceful face, but there seemed to be a faint hint of something in his eyes. Two flames are beating.

"Don't be brave, even if you go up sick, even if you insist on finishing playing, they will find other words to attack you and us."

Qin Yang didn't give Han Qingqing any chance to refute, and said directly to Xue Wantong: "Teacher, take her to the infirmary, Le Yuxin, Zhao Rui, please help, leave it to me."

Xue Wantong looked at Qin Yang who suddenly stood up, and listening to his calm voice, her flustered heart suddenly calmed down inexplicably, and nodded, "Okay, you go to the backstage teacher and cancel Han Qingqing's show ..."

Qin Yang turned his eyes to look at the third class students who were still muttering gossip, and then looked at Zheng Mei who had a strange face. Qin Yang narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a coldness.

"No need to cancel."

Xue Wantong's voice was interrupted, and she looked at Qin Yang in amazement: "No need to cancel?"

"yes!"

Le Yuxin said suspiciously: "Qingqing is like this, can't she go on stage?"

Qin Yang stared at Han Qingqing calmly: "I'm going!"