Yun Yiheng looked at him and no longer spoke, but his face was filled with mockery.
His look of indifference made Fatty even angrier. So, he turned and left, following Wen Yuyi and the others to the venue.
The tenth band already went out to perform. Hence, a staff member walked over and looked at Yun Yiheng. "Student Yun, you are scheduled to be the sixteenth performance. You should head to the venue now."
"Sure."
Yun Yiheng stood up and subconsciously took his zither.
But the instant his fingers came in contact with the zither, he hurriedly retracted his hand back.
His movements froze slightly as his face darkened.
He stared at his hand. There was an instant where he doubted whether his moment of impulse earlier was something good or bad…This was because he knew that he might not be able to endure playing through a complete song.
