After rebirth, I became Qingmei's white moonlight

Chapter 391 389 Brother Shu is warming up!

In the practice room, Wang Dong'er pressed her stomach with her hands, lying on the piano table with a pale face, her little face slightly wrinkled, and she looked very uncomfortable.

Seeing this, Bai Lu hurried forward and said, "Dong'er, are you okay?"

Wang Dong'er opened her eyes and saw Bai Lu. She slowly straightened up and shook her head gently: "It's okay, my stomach just hurts a little. I'll be fine after a rest."

"Really? Do you want to go to the infirmary?"

Bai Lu's eyes showed worry. Wang Dong'er's face was pale and sweat was oozing from her forehead. It didn't seem like she had a stomachache.

"No need, I'm fine now."

Wang Dong'er exhaled lightly, raised her hand to brush away the slightly wet hair on her forehead, and pretended to be calm and changed the subject: "Have you finished your meal?"

"Well, I've eaten. Did Dong'er miss his meal?"

"Hmm... I have no appetite. I don't want to eat."

"Because of a stomachache?"

"It's not that reason. I just don't want to eat. Do you still want to continue practicing? Let's get started!"

Bai Lu pursed her lips a little uneasily, walked to the piano and sat down, and said worriedly: "Dong'er, if you feel uncomfortable, you must tell me, you know, don't force yourself, your health is the most important."

"Don't worry, it won't affect your performance later."

Wang Dong'er smiled slightly and gently pressed the piano keys. Suddenly, beautiful piano sounds rang out in the practice room. Bai Lu had no choice but to raise his fingers and follow the rhythm.

She was the principal player of this Ballade No. 1 in G minor, while Wang Dong'er was the accompaniment. Jiang Shu found a stool and sat down, squinting his eyes and listening to the gentle piano music flowing in the room.

It has to be said that Wang Donger's playing level is very high. Her understanding of the music is profound and penetrates the soul, and the notes that flow out are full and layered.

As an audience, it is a great blessing in life to have the opportunity to listen to such a high-level musical performance.

However, around the 7th minute mark, the twilight outside the window seeps into the room, coating the piano's lacquer with flowing amber. When Chopin's melancholy melody reaches its climax, the accompaniment suddenly becomes chaotic.

"Dong'er?"

Bai Lu turned his head to look, only to see that she was frowning, her silver teeth clenching her teeth, her slender fingers on the keys trembling weakly, and the cold sweat at her temples dripping silently down her cheeks.

"I-I'm fine. I can still play, little deer."

Wang Dong'er shook her head stubbornly, breathing lightly, and even the tail end of her voice trembled imperceptibly.

The sound of the piano completely stopped at this moment. Bai Lu stood up and walked to Wang Dong'er, looking at her extremely pale face. Her left hand, which was supported on the edge of the piano stool, was tightly grasping the velvet fabric of her cuffs, and her joints were a sickly pale blue.

"Dong'er, what's wrong with you, you...don't scare me!" Bai Lu was shocked.

"No, it's okay. It's just an old problem. I'll rest for a while. Can you give me a few minutes?"

Wang Dong'er raised the corners of her lips slightly, revealing an ugly smile, but from her furrowed brows and tightly clenched sleeves, it was obvious that she was struggling to endure indescribable pain.

"What's the old problem?"

"My stomach aches. Maybe... maybe it's a stomach ache. I can't really explain it."

"By the way, you didn't have dinner. I have sandwiches in my bag. Come on and eat something to fill your stomach!" Bai Lu turned around and immediately went to get the bag.

"No, I really can't eat."

Wang Dong'er covered her stomach and gasped slightly. Bai Lu could even feel her body cramping slightly.

What kind of stomachache could be this painful?
"Don't hold on, Dong'er, just hold on a little longer. I'll take you to the infirmary right away!"

"Xiao Shu, help me."

Jiang Shu nodded, walked forward, held her shoulders and prepared to carry her on his back.

Wang Dong'er struggled and shook her head vigorously, her voice trembling as she said, "I'm fine. I have medicine in my bag. The pain will go away soon after I take it."

She raised her arm, as limp as water-soaked silk, and pointed at the canvas bag on the piano stool. Her eyelashes cast a spider-web-like shadow on her pale face.

"In the mezzanine, there is a small box."

Jiang Shu quickly took the medicine, but found that it was ibuprofen, which is used to suppress or relieve pain. Does this thing really work?

After taking the medicine, Wang Dong'er drank a few sips of hot water. A few minutes later, her pale cheeks finally showed some color.

She forced a smile at the deer and said, "See, I told you it's okay. We're about to perform. Let's practice a few more times. We must not allow any accidents to happen during the performance."

"Dong'er, do you really not need to go to the infirmary?" Bai Lu was stunned, with uneasiness hidden deep in his eyes.

"No, no, my stomach doesn't hurt at all now, look."

As Wang Dong'er spoke, she stood up and jumped twice. Bai Lu saw that although her face was still pale, her body was no longer shaking as terribly as before.

"Okay, but if you're in pain again, I'll take you to the infirmary no matter what."

"Don't worry, I'm fine now. No matter how fast you play, I can keep up with the rhythm."

Bai Lu could understand Wang Donger's feelings. After all, the concert was about to begin, and if she went to the infirmary, it would definitely delay the performance. As an excellent pianist, she would rather die on the stage than interrupt the performance because of her own reasons.

Even if I want to go to the hospital, I have to wait until after the performance.

She glanced at Xiaoshu with complicated eyes, hoping that Wang Dong'er was really well and not just forcing herself.

Afterwards, the melodious piano music continued to sound. Wang Dong'er looked focused and pressed the keys very steadily. The situation just now did not happen again. Bai Lu and Jiang Shu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The moonlight was like water, silently flowing over the third note. When the last key fell, the piano sound in the practice room slowly quieted down.

"It should be about right now..." Wang Dong'er let out a long sigh. In the practice just now, she did not make any mistakes and performed at her usual level.

Bai Lu smiled and nodded: "Yeah, we have cooperated very well."

She glanced at the time. It was 10 minutes until 7pm. It was time to go to the concert hall to get ready.

"Dong'er, can you still hold on?"

Wang Dong'er smiled: "Yes!"

"Then let's go to the waiting room and prepare. During this time, you can take a good rest. Come on!"

"come on!"

After simply tidying up the piano room, Jiang Shu followed the two of them out of the piano room building.

The Central Conservatory of Music Affiliated High School is not very big, and the school concert hall is not far from the piano building. After leaving the hall, it only takes a few minutes to walk there. Perhaps because the light was not so clear at night, not many people noticed them along the way like before.

The three of them walked to the entrance of the concert hall. Bai Lu took Wang Dong'er's hand and said to Jiang Shu, "Xiao Shu, I'll take Dong'er in to rest first. You wait for me at the door for a while."

"Well, let's go."

Jiang Shu nodded and watched the two people enter the concert hall from the side door. He was playing with his mobile phone idly, and then he noticed out of the corner of his eye that several boys seemed to be looking at him from a distance.

He looked up and probably guessed that it was another pursuer of Xiaolu.

But since he has entered the school openly, these people still don't dare to come up to him and cause trouble. With such little courage, he still has the nerve to say that he likes Xiaolu?

Of course, Jiang Shu was just complaining in his mind.

It's a good thing that these young masters in Beijing abide by the rules and are gentlemen. If they really do something to bully men and women, they will have to worry about whether Xiaolu will be bullied after they leave.

After a while, Bai Lu came out of the waiting room, and the two of them entered the concert hall through the main door together.

Different from the scenes I had seen in Jiazhou Theater before, the dome of the concert hall of the Central Conservatory of Music Affiliated High School was like an inverted shell. Gilded candlestick-shaped wall lamps were embedded every three meters on the high walls. In the center of the hall, burgundy velvet seats spread out in ripples, and the stage in front was covered with light brown wooden floors, which were polished to a shine that could reflect people's shadows.

The two found Zhang Jingchu and the other two in the crowded seats. Wu Sixuan saw them waving frantically: "Xiaolu, here, here!"

In an instant, countless jealous gazes were focused on Jiang Shu. If gazes had lethal power, Jiang Shu would have died countless times already.

"I'll leave Xiaoshu to you for now. I still have to go backstage to make preparations. You must keep an eye on him. If anyone bullies him, you'll be dead!" Bai Lu warned.

Zhang Jingchu couldn't help but roll her eyes: "Alright, alright, go ahead, your tree is here with me, and I'm sure not a hair of it will be lost."

Jiang Shu felt something strange when he heard what was said.

"Yes, Xiaoshu, I'll go to the waiting room first. If you have anything to say, just tell Jingchu. She's a local boss, so don't be polite to her."

Jiang Shu smiled and nodded.

After Bai Lu left, Zhao Yuyao cracked melon seeds and said with a smile: "Brother Shu, tell us how it feels to be the public enemy of all the boys in the school. You may not know that in the school forum, everyone wants to skin you alive and drink your blood and eat your flesh."

"It feels pretty good."

"Aren't you afraid?"

Jiang Shu shrugged nonchalantly: "I have been training since I was a child, and I am a top-level mixed martial artist. If there are not more than 10 or 20 people coming at once, they should not be able to beat me."

"Fuck, that's awesome!"

This answer completely scared Zhang Jingchu and the other three. Looking at Jiang Shu's strong physique, he didn't seem to be lying.

I couldn't help but envy Xiaolu like crazy. To have such a secure boyfriend, must Xiaolu have saved the galaxy in her previous life?

Why can't they meet such outstanding boys?

Not long after, the concert of the Central Conservatory of Music Affiliated High School officially kicked off, opening with a symphony orchestra composed of students, producing a magnificent sound.

The crystal chandeliers in the dome will vibrate slightly against each other during the climax of the performance, and the refracted light spots will change the color spectrum with the transition of chords, dyeing the air into a flowing scale.

"Croatian Rhapsody was performed very well, with a strong sense of rhythm and perfect transitions." Jiang Shu commented in a low voice.

"Of course it's great. This is our school's own orchestra and has been invited to perform in many concerts."

Wu Sixuan said, looking at Jiang Shu with even more surprise: "I really can't tell that Brother Shu knows so much about music. Did you deliberately study it because Xiaolu learned piano?"

"Hmm... almost."

Listening to Jiang Shu's words, the three of them felt even more envious. After all, a person's energy is limited, and he was willing to understand and learn music for the sake of his girlfriend. Such good men are rare even in the world.

Otherwise, it would be like talking to a cow. Only if they have common interests and hobbies can their relationship go further.

After the opening Croatian Rhapsody, it was time for wind music to begin. After that, the audience stopped talking and just listened attentively. Jiang Shu also squinted his eyes to enjoy this auditory feast.

I can only say that the Affiliated High School of Central Conservatory of Music is worthy of being the cradle of producing musicians. The people on the stage have probably won awards in major competitions. The tunes flow smoothly, and each one of them is top-notch when played individually.

At the same time, in the waiting room backstage, Bai Lu changed into a dress and was preparing for her upcoming performance on stage.

She memorized the music score, moved her fingers in the air, and played in her mind in a meditative manner.

Suddenly, a chaotic piano sound disrupted her thoughts. She turned around and saw Wang Dong'er slumped weakly on the piano.

Her eyes were closed tightly, her forehead was covered with beads of sweat, her little face was twisted in pain, and her petite body was shaking uncontrollably.

"Dong'er!"

"Wang Dong'er!"

Many people noticed this scene. Ye Xiaoling ran over and asked quickly, seeing her painful expression, "Dong'er, what's wrong with you?"

"Teacher Ye, Dong'er didn't have dinner today. She said she had a stomachache and had no appetite. She took ibuprofen before and felt a little better for a while, but now it seems to be even worse." Bai Lu said immediately.

"Stomachache? Ibuprofen is just a painkiller, it doesn't have any therapeutic effect, how can you take that medicine?"

Wang Dong'er covered her stomach with both hands, sweating profusely from the pain, but she forced herself to open her eyes: "Teacher Ye, I... I'm fine, I'll be fine after taking the medicine, and it won't affect the performance."

"No, you definitely can't perform on stage in this state. You have to go to the infirmary immediately."

Ye Xiaoling refused outright. Although performance was important, health was more important.

Not long after, the doctor on duty from the infirmary came to the waiting room. She asked about the situation carefully, looked at Wang Dong'er's symptoms, and said seriously, "It is likely acute appendicitis. You must be sent to the hospital for treatment immediately."

"Doctor, can I wait until the performance is over before going?" Wang Dong'er said while enduring the pain.

"No, you're probably already festering. You can't put it off any longer. Do you know that using ibuprofen to relieve pain will only make your condition worse?"

Of course, Ye Xiaoling would not agree to Wang Dong'er's request. She comforted her for a while, called a few boys and teachers, and quickly drove Wang Dong'er to the hospital for treatment.

But as a result, the finale piece that was originally scheduled to be a duet performance became Bai Lu's alone.

"Teacher Ye, if Dong'er is not here, what should we do with the performance?"

"Let me think about it..."

Ye Xiaoling frowned. Chopin's Ballade No. 1 in G minor is eight or nine minutes long and is a very difficult piece. Moreover, Wang Dong'er and Bai Lu have been practicing it together for the past two days. If someone is found to replace them temporarily, there will definitely be many mistakes.

"Xiaolu, how about changing the duet to a solo?"

(End of this chapter)