I Am A Boss Mommy That Wants To Slack

Chapter 260

260 Mended

Shen Ruojing’s voice caused Wen Yuyi to start.

This also made Yun Yiheng look at her.

Wen Yuyi narrowed her eyes. “Can he take out the complete version? Could it be that you, Yun Yiheng, have mended the score?”

Yun Yiheng pursed his lips. “Not yet.”

Wen Yuyi continued, “The competition is in two days, and the teachers have said that you have to hand the music score in before 5 p.m. today. If you cannot mend it, I’m afraid that even your rights to use the activity room will be canceled…”

Yun Yiheng’s face darkened.

Shen Ruojing’s peach blossom eyes flickered with a smile. “Well, the time is not up yet, right?”

Wen Yuyi looked at her watch. “There’s only one hour remaining…”

“Why so anxious?” Shen Ruojing looked at her straight. “Can’t you wait an hour? Are you in a hurry to reincarnate?”

“…” Wen Yuyi choked.

Someone at the side tugged her sleeves. “We can just wait an hour for them. In any case, we don’t need to rush. Yun Yiheng, if you fail to take out the complete music score to hand in, your activities will be canceled. At that time, please give up the right to use the activity room to us obediently.”

After they finished speaking, they turned and left.

Shen Ruojing stood there and looked at Yun Yiheng.

“Teacher Anonymous, thank you for giving recognition to folk music!” All of a sudden, some students from the folk music department bowed to her.

Shen Ruojing fell silent and then said, “Learn well. I hope you guys can re-manifest the glory of chinese music culture.”

“Right.”

The students of the folk music department rubbed their teary eyes, feeling as though they had just received encouragement. They then turned and departed.

The students learning western musical instruments still wanted to chat with Shen Ruojing, but they were brought away by the student president. He then told everyone not to disturb Teacher Anonymous.

Very soon, only Shen Ruojing and Yun Yiheng remained in the activity room.

Shen Ruojing entered.

She gazed at the surroundings and this activity room’s equipment could be considered top-tier in the country. There was even sound-isolation cotton installed, so it was indeed a very good place. No wonder Wen Yuyi would covet this place.

Just when she was looking around, Yun Yiheng’s voice suddenly rang out behind her. “Do you know about folk music?”

Shen Ruojing. “A little.”

If there was no need for it, she didn’t wish to expose her identity as ‘Qing Dai’.

“In that case, what you said earlier…”

“Oh, I lied to them.”

“…” Yun Yiheng was speechless as she looked at her. “Then, do you know that there are many missing parts to the [Coldness of Plum Blossoms]’s music score? I basically won’t be able to finish mending it in an hour.”

Although Shen Ruojing’s earlier explanation about the zither being a tool to cure illnesses gave him some inspiration, and he guaranteed that he would be able to mend the score if he had enough time, the remaining time was simply too short.

“Don’t give up until the last moment.”

Shen Ruojing patted his shoulders and smiled.

Yun Yiheng. “…”

His expression instantly turned dark as he took out his phone and looked at the score he had modified himself.

He couldn’t admit defeat because if he conceded now, he would throw the face of the entire folk music department.

As he seriously studied the score, he suddenly heard the sound of a chair being pulled over. When he turned his head, he saw Shen Ruojing sitting diagonally behind him.

Yun Yiheng. “What are you doing?”

“Helping you.”

Yun Yiheng frowned. “I thought you didn’t know anything about zither music?”

Shen Ruojing paused. “Hmm, but if we could figure out the musical theory behind it, wouldn’t we be able to fix it?”

She casually took out a piece of paper from the side and glanced at the score on Yun Yiheng’s phone. After that, she began to write and draw on the piece of paper. Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

The paper was behind Yun Yiheng’s back, so he wasn’t able to see what she was writing. However, he asked, “…Are you acquainted with Qing Dai? Can you invite her to come over and help me?”

He had endured for a very long time and finally couldn’t help but ask.

However, Shen Ruojing didn’t speak. The pen in her hand paused slightly as she stared at the music score, and her finger started to twirl the pen subconsciously.

There were indeed two strange parts in the score that looked very illogical.

Yun Yiheng should be stuck there.

As the woman pondered, the pen in her hand spun gracefully and quickly, but it was unknown why it gave people a feeling that her fingers were long, slender, and beautiful to look at.

As she twirled the pen, Yun Yiheng subconsciously halted his breathing. It was as though if he interrupted her, the pen would stab into his face at the next instant.

Yun Yiheng’s gaze landed on where she was looking once again. It was the place where he always felt something was wrong.

The articulation between the two parts was worn out, and he tried for a very long time but was unable to perfectly join them together.

Shen Ruojing seemed to be stuck here too.

Yun Yiheng couldn’t help but nag, “If Qing Dai was here, she would definitely discover this problem. Can you give me her contact number, so I can personally talk to her?”

Shen Ruojing ignored him.

Yun Yiheng continued, “I’ve been studying the zither during these years and learning from the way she played. Speaking of which, she can be considered half my teacher…”

Just as he said this, he suddenly saw Shen Ruojing moving.

She suddenly stopped twirling her pen and began to write swiftly on the paper.

Ten minutes later, she pushed the paper on to Yun Yiheng. “We don’t have to trouble Qing Dai for such a small matter.”

After speaking, she stood up and placed her hands on her hips before turning to walk out.

Shen Ruojing also remembered that Chu Cichen had come to the academy to investigate their pasts. She planned to go and check what he was doing exactly. She could only hope she didn’t waste too much time here.

Yun Yiheng stared at her walking away in a dumbfounded manner. After that, he frowned. “Are you sure you can do it? This is zither music and not orchestra music! You…”

His words abruptly stopped after he read the content she had written on the paper.