Huo Ye’s Little Wild Cat is Fierce and Cute

The wound on Jiang Suisui's palm cracked open, and blood seeped into the fingerless gloves and stained the bow and shaft.

Until the blood converged into a trickle, flowing along Jiang Suishui's snow-white slender wrist...

The sharp-eyed audience saw the bright red blood!

"What's wrong with her? Why is she bleeding so much?"

"Jiang Suisui is bleeding! But the sound of the piano hasn't changed at all!"

The shocked audience covered their mouths.

In their eyes, Jiang Suisui was always focused on the violin, as if he didn't even notice that the blood flowing from his palm had flowed along her arm and onto her elbow.

With her hand holding the piano axis, blood dripped down the piano axis.

As if the violin was bleeding.

In this scene, it was as if the nightingale had plunged herself into the sharpest thorn, blood was flowing, and the nightingale was crying and singing.

Everyone was shocked, Jiang Suisui seemed to have merged with the piano in her hand.

On the stage, when Ye Qinghuan heard the perfect ensemble, her mind was no longer on dancing.

How could Jiang Suisui pull the third tune? !

She had never seen, the score for the third piece.

Could it be that after Jiang Suisui took the stage, she got the score of the real three pieces and showed the third piece?

This is impossible!

In such a period of time, how could Jiang Suishui memorize the score!

Can it work well with the entire orchestra?

Ye Qinghuan found in despair that the eyes of the audience were still fixed on Jiang Suisui.

People even held their breaths and couldn't bear to destroy this heavenly music.

The live broadcast screen at this time has been filled with tens of thousands of barrages.

"My God! Xilin is bleeding!"

"She bleeds so much, but the sound of the violin is still so steady!"

"It's shocking! I'm already kneeling in front of the screen!"

At the end of the third song, Ye Qinghuan felt his back loosen.

She hadn't reacted yet, something had fallen.

The costume on her body suddenly collapsed.

In an instant, the light bursts.

The audience was still immersed in the orchestra's ensemble. Suddenly, Ye Qinghuan let out a shrill scream!

The beauty of the ensemble was destroyed by Ye Qinghuan, everyone's eyes were drawn away, and they turned to Ye Qinghuan with dissatisfaction.

I don't see it, I don't know, I'm shocked when I see it!

I saw Ye Qinghuan folded his hands and covered his chest.

Her performance uniform is one-piece, once the top collapses, the bottom can't be covered.

Ye Qinghuan only felt cold on her legs.

More than 300 live spectators, and the audience in front of the live broadcast camera, made low voices at the same time.

Ye Qing cried happily!

She immediately squatted down and shouted to the dancers around to help her block the sight of the audience.

The performance was completely interrupted, and the staff rushed to the stage and quickly escorted Ye Qinghuan down.

The head of Tian Wuji rushed to the stage and apologized to the audience.

It was said that because Ye Qinghuan was injured, the show had to end early.

The audience booed.

It was all because of Ye Qinghuan that they couldn't continue to hear Jiang Suishui's piano sound.

The performance ended early, and the musicians of the orchestra also left the stage.

Huo Linxi, who was in the first row of the auditorium, got up, everyone saw him, and he walked towards the backstage.

"Master Huo, is this going to visit Ye Qinghuan?"

"He must be visiting Ye Qinghuan. After all, Ye Qinghuan is his aunt's goddaughter."

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[The author went to see his teeth, and the recent tooth decay hurts T-T while typing words]