So now it seems that he has to focus on Zhou Jiwen. Or in other words, what role did Zhou Jiwen play in his accident?
Zhou Jiyun gradually lost himself in thought. His mind wandered to the performances on stage, and he barely even heard them. That was until the host announced, "The next program is a new song created by students from the composition department specifically for the school anniversary. Everyone, please give us a round of applause!"
Zhou Jiyun's thoughts snapped back to reality. He looked at the stage and saw seven or eight students sitting in a corner, holding various instruments. But when he saw someone in white, he couldn't help but raise an eyebrow and took out his phone to start recording a video.
Didn't they say they wouldn't perform on stage? Why did Xie Jing go up there? But Zhou Jiyun had never seen Xie Jing dressed like this before.
Xie Jing didn't want to go, but she just had to. The student who was supposed to perform the guqin had a stomach upset and was now in the hospital. A replacement student couldn't be found for a while, so Wei Jin finally suggested that Xie Jing go.
When everyone found Xie Jing, she hesitated: "That's not good, right? I've never worked with everyone before, what if I mess it up? I remember she still has a chorus to sing."
She wouldn't take the initiative to do things. If she did it well, she wouldn't be praised, but would instead attract jealousy. If she didn't do it well, she would be ridiculed by everyone, and in the end, she would have to bear all the consequences.
Everyone was also anxious, and some were inevitably impatient: "This is our department's program, we are a group, we naturally have to unite and help each other, Xie Jing, you are shirking your responsibility at this time..."
Xie Jing refused to accept moral blackmail: "Other athletes have substitutes during competitions, but don't you consider unexpected situations during rehearsals? If I cooperate well, everything will be fine. If the performance goes wrong, the blame will fall on me. Why should I get involved in such a thankless task?"
"Besides, you guys rehearse regularly and are familiar with each other. If it really doesn't work out, just find someone else. Why do you have to force me to do it?"
Wei Jin: "Asking the rehearsors to sing Du Mei's part at this time would be the greatest injustice. We can't open this loophole."
Xie Jing understood, thinking it was something unexpected. She hadn't expected Wei Jin to have such dark thoughts. However, this kind of thing wasn't unheard of. She had heard a lot of similar news when she took the instrument level exam before.
For example, in a piano competition, some people put blades into the opponent's piano keys; in a dance competition, some people put thumbtacks into the opponent's shoes; or some people damage musical instruments or performance costumes. These little tricks can be found everywhere.
But did their composition department also have something like this going on? It was just a school anniversary, but Xie Jing had indeed opened her eyes. She really didn't want to get involved. She'd rather offend a gentleman than deal with a villain, because she always had a way to disgust you, and if that didn't work, she'd just throw a basin of dirty water on you, which would still disgust you enough.
Wei Jin stared at Xie Jing: "What do you want?"
Xie Jing thought for a moment and said, "I'm not thinking about anything. If you want me to come to your rescue, I can. But I have a condition. This is not my own decision. If something goes wrong later, don't blame me."
Wei Jin agreed immediately, "I can't blame you. There are indeed people in our class who can play the guqin, but they have never collaborated with each other and are not familiar with the music. After all, you are the lyricist, so you are more familiar with the music than them. And you play the guqin very well."
What could Xie Jing do? Now that things had come to this, if she continued to shirk responsibility, it would be seen as a lack of respect for collective honor. Hence, the scene Zhou Jiyun witnessed.
After Xie Jing came on stage, Zhou Jiyun changed his posture, staring at her intently, and only focusing on her with his phone. As for the others, he could no longer see them.
Professor Niu, standing next to him, couldn't help but stroke his arm when he saw him like this. He thought to himself, "Young people these days are so straightforward. They're nothing like them back then." He didn't even dare to look at her, only to sneak a peek.
Young people nowadays will keep staring at someone they like without caring at all about the presence of outsiders around.
No one except the composition students knew about the temporary replacement in the performance team. Of course, Xie Jing did cooperate very well, whether it was the guqin performance or the subsequent song interpretation, she fully cooperated without any mistakes.
Wei Jin in the backstage also breathed a sigh of relief, but when he heard Xie Jing's singing, he couldn't help but frown, as he always felt that this voice seemed familiar.
While the students were expressing their gratitude, Zhou Jiyun quietly left his seat and headed backstage. Seeing his hurried steps, Professor Niu couldn't bear to look away.
He can't understand the thoughts of young people. How sticky is that?
Xie Jing walked off the stage, guqin in hand, and just as she turned a corner, she saw Zhou Jiyun standing there. The students nearby either uttered an "oh" or laughed, then shoved and shoved their way off, leaving Xie Jing and Zhou Jiyun alone.
Zhou Jiyun walked over and took the guqin from her hand: "Give it to me, is it heavy?"
Xie Jing shook her head: "Bu Chen, why are you backstage?"
Zhou Jiyun said with some regret: "If I had known you were going to perform on stage, I would have customized a brand new performance costume for you."
Xie Jing: "I was just there to save the day. I wasn't supposed to be there anyway, but the lead singer was unwell, so I was forced to take over."
Zhou Jiyun frowned: "What a coincidence? Why are you feeling unwell at this time?"
Xie Jing understood what he meant: "I don't know, but that's what the squad leader said."
Zhou Jiyun: "What your squad leader did is a bit like putting you on the spot. If someone really used tricks and failed to achieve their goal, she would not reflect on herself, but would only blame others for ruining her good deeds."
Xie Jing: "How could I not understand? But if I don't do this, won't she succeed in the end?"
"It's really annoying to think about it. Since when did bad people become so unscrupulous just because they are bad? Do others have to avoid them? This world is really broken."
Zhou Jiyun: "I'm not worried about anything else, I'm just worried that she'll go back to the public opinion line. It's not pleasant to be smeared by others. Even if it's finally clarified, there will still be all kinds of speculation from the outside world."
He thought of the scene when Lin Zhida was slandered as his child and he was unable to defend himself. Putting himself in Xie Jing's shoes, Zhou Jiyun didn't want Xie Jing to feel wronged or sad.
Xie Jing comforted him, "Don't worry, I've been recording the entire time. I'm not one to passively take a beating. We'll check the surveillance footage later. Compared to being slandered and then clarifying, I prefer to nip everything in the bud."
Zhou Jiyun smiled: "We think the same thing, let's go to the monitoring room and check the surveillance."
Art colleges are naturally not short of money. Those who can study art generally come from wealthy families. Therefore, the facilities and equipment at art colleges are relatively complete.
For example, complete monitoring facilities are a must, and there will absolutely be no situation where the monitoring fails at a critical moment.
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