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257 Hope And Future

Yun Yiheng continued, “I know your thoughts, but we have to believe that our band can get the number one position!”

“Number one? Based on what? Based on the [Coldness of Plum Blossoms] that you are still researching?!”

“Yun Yiheng, it’s difficult for our folk music to stand out. Nowadays, the bands can be mixed, having both western and eastern elements. So, can you not be so stubborn? In our entire school, we are the only pure folk music band!”

Yun Yiheng counter-asked, “Yes, the majority of bands in our school have mixed elements consisting of orchestra music and folk music, combining the two. But let me ask you this, have you seen any bands that focus on folk music? Could it be that we, who are keen on learning folk music, are always fated to be the foil for orchestra music? In our band, at least I can guarantee that what we focused on is folk music! We will be the flowers and not the green leaves that serve as a foil!”

Right now, the majority of the bands in school would use instruments such as the piano or violin as their main instrument. Folk music instruments would merely be sandwiched between and produce a few musical notes to serve as support for the main instrument.

However, Yun Yiheng was truly in love with the zither, and he wanted to make pure eastern classical music.

His words caused Fatty and the others to fall silent.

Just when Yun Yiheng was planning to persuade them with the best of his efforts, the only girl in the band suddenly spoke, “Yun Yiheng, we will tell you the truth. Wen Yuyi invited us to join her band. You should know that her violin skills are very famous in our school, and her band is a popular pick to obtain first in the upcoming competition. She is willing to give us a chance and bring us to the Vienna Music Hall, so we are not willing to miss out on this opportunity.”

Fatty sighed heavily. “Bro Yun, we are different from you. For you, learning zither is a hobby, but we are trying to do so for the sake of securing a good future. We all understand that we can only serve as a support, acting like green leaves to enhance the beauty of a flower if we join Wen Yuyi’s band. But if we really could go to the Vienna Music Hall to perform, that would be the most glorious stroke in our resume, which would assist us greatly in the future, be it for graduation or finding a job after that.”

“Sorry.”

Everyone knew that it was very disrespectful to quit the band with such short notice. However, all of them chose their future.

Everyone bowed to him and left with their musical instruments.

Fatty was the last one.

He stood there and looked at Yun Yiheng before suddenly asking, “Bro Yun, do you really feel that folk music still has a future?”

Yun Yiheng spoke with a tone strong enough to sever steel, “Yes. Fatty, please believe me. [Coldness of Plum Blossoms] will definitely topple your understanding of folk music!”

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However, Fatty smiled bitterly. “But where is the complete music score for [Coldness of Plum Blossoms]?”

Yun Yiheng choked.

Fatty patted Yun Yiheng on his shoulder and lowered his head before walking past him.

Yun Yiheng then stretched his hand out, wanting to grab him, but a second before his palm came in contact, it paused in the air.

Fatty didn’t stop.

After the four of them left the room, Yun Yiheng’s eyes turned red. His open palm slowly closed and he only grabbed thin air.

The empty room would usually be filled with the sounds of laughter and chatter from Fatty and the rest.

Everyone would usually have fun here.

A band that focused on purely folk music was something that their school didn’t support as they knew there was no future to it. However, Yun Yiheng made use of the Yun Family’s power to succeed in applying this room for their band’s usage.

But now, all the liveliness had faded. Only one person remained.

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Yun Yiheng lowered his head and his shoulders slumped.

Did their band truly have no future? The zither which had been passed down for a few thousand years in history was ultimately going to lose to musical instruments from the West?

At this moment, the sound of footsteps rang out from his surroundings.

“Da, da, da.”

It then paused at the entrance.