Cannon Fodder's Counterattack [Transmigration Book]

Tonight's Grand Theater can be said to be full of big shots. The audience who can come to watch the performance are either rich or expensive. Even though the tickets are sold out, there are still many people fighting to get in. It can be said that they are willing to stand and watch .

Ran Yichu was sitting in the dressing room, closing his eyes and resting his mind. The corridor outside was very noisy, with the sound of staff walking or moving things, and some singers practicing their voices.

"Alan." Ran Yichu called into the air while there was no one around.

"I'm here." Allen's voice came out quickly.

"After the concert is over, I want to see my family over there." Ran Yichu said.

"it is good."

Buckle up!

Someone knocked on the door.

"Please come in." Ran Yichu said lightly.

"Teacher, it's almost time to pass." The temporary assistant pushed open the door to inform him.

"Okay." Ran Yichu nodded, "You go there first, I'll go wash your hands."

"it is good."

After the temporary assistant left, Ran Yichu looked at himself in the mirror, got up and left the dressing room.

The backstage corridor was very long, and he walked around some stage equipment piled up on the road, nodding and smiling at the people who greeted him all the way.

"Yi Chu, be careful!" Shen Yanqiao, who was walking towards him, suddenly looked behind him, her face changed suddenly, and she shouted.

boom!

Before Ran Yichu realized what was going on, his head was hit hard by a hard object, his whole body swayed a few times in a trance, and threw himself on the ground.

Shen Yanqiao quickly rushed over to catch him.

"Yichu?!" Shen Yanqiao looked at him worriedly.

Ran Yichu was a little stunned, his already powdered face looked even whiter, he lay in Shen Yanqiao's arms for a long time without any reaction.

Bang!

The person who hit him dropped the fire extinguisher in fear and fled in a hurry.

"At the beginning, how are you?" Shen Yanqiao patted his face lightly.

"I haven't...been on stage yet..." Ran Yichu struggled in a daze to get up from Shen Yanqiao's arms.

"You're hurt." Shen Yanqiao supported him, looking at his face sadly.

The severe pain from the back of his head finally stimulated every nerve in him, but he pushed Shen Yanqiao's hand away, took a deep breath, and walked slowly towards the stage.

The host was saying a New Year's greeting, and there was warm applause outside.

"Teacher, what's the matter with you?" The temporary assistant was waiting for him at the door beside the stage, but when he looked around, he saw him walking towards him with a pale face, and immediately walked to him worriedly and asked.

"I am fine."

The other staff guarding the door also noticed something was wrong and quickly surrounded it.

"He was attacked by a man wearing a black down jacket and a mask with a fire extinguisher just now. Go and investigate the surveillance." Shen Yanqiao who followed said to the staff.

"Is teacher alright?" Upon hearing the sneak attack, the temporary assistant became even more nervous.

She is Ran Yichu's temporary assistant, if anything happens, she will also bear a large part of the responsibility.

"It's okay, how's it going outside?" Ran Yichu asked her calmly.

"When the host comes down, you can go out." The temporary assistant said.

"En." Ran Yichu replied feebly, turned around and said to Shen Yanqiao: "Go and rest first, you've been tired all day."

"I'll be waiting for you here." Shen Yanqiao shook her head, not planning to leave.

"Teacher, it's your turn to take the stage." The temporary assistant reminded him.

Ran Yichu didn't say anything, and when the staff opened the door, he took another deep breath and stepped onto the stage.

"Ah!" The temporary assistant looked at his back and covered his screaming mouth in horror.

"It should be fine." The other staff looked at Ran Yichu's back worriedly, and closed the door.

This is a circular stage, and the auditorium surrounds the stage in the shape of a fan. It can be said that the audience can see every movement of the performers without any blind spots.

When Ran Yichu stepped onto the stage, the spotlights quickly hit him, and the concert hall, which accommodated more than 2000 people, immediately erupted into warm applause.

He smiled and walked towards the circular stage.

In order to match his Prince Charming theme, the stage design is also very dreamy.

The dry ice covering the stage created a fairyland atmosphere. With the rise of the lifting platform, a crystal piano slowly parted a thick layer of white mist and appeared in front of everyone.

"It's Daddy!" Ran Sixue sat on the VIP seat, and happily waved to the handsome Ran Yichu on the stage.

"Shh, we have to listen to Daddy play the piano quietly." Mu Yihe grabbed her fidgeting little hand with a fatherly smile on his face.

Both he and Si Jiuzu were invited by Ran Yichu, and now the three of them sat in a row, with Ran Sixue sitting between them.

Ran Yichu smiled and bowed gentlemanly to the audience, and sat on the piano bench.

The entire concert hall went dark again, leaving only a few beams of lights cast on him from various angles.

When Ran Yichu sat gracefully in front of the piano, there was already a commotion in the audience.

Tonight's Ran Yichu is really too dazzling, wearing a white tuxedo, under the illusion-like lights, his skin is like white porcelain, and his delicate facial features exude a charming atmosphere.

He closed those dark and deep eyes, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he raised his hand, which was like a work of art, and touched the keys of the piano.

There were bursts of severe pain in the back of his head from time to time, but he didn't notice it and just enjoyed everything in front of him.

Si Jiuzu looked at Ran Yichu on the stage, he forgot to breathe, he stared blankly, the love in his heart was about to burst out.

Why is there such a perfect person in this world?

Si Jiuzu's fingers on the armrest of the seat trembled with the sound of Ran Yichu's piano, and he wished he could rush to the stage and hug him to declare his sovereignty to the world.

The sound of the piano became extremely beautiful through Ran Yichu's fingertips.

His memory began to become confused, past life and present life kept overlapping in his mind.

"Sorrow" pops up Beethoven's unwillingness but not his despair.

For some reason, the audience suddenly became deathly silent.

Did everyone leave?

Ran Yichu opened his eyes sadly, a hot stream flowed out of his tear ducts unstoppably, all the audience sitting in front of him looked at him in shock.

Didn't play well today?

Ran Yichu lowered his head, feeling his eyes turn red, and everything he saw was covered by a layer of red film.

Then, a drop of blood fell from the nostril on the back of the hand.

"What's wrong with Daddy?" Ran Sixue burst into tears.

Mu Yihe covered her mouth, and coaxed in a low voice: "Daddy is doing magic, good boy."

The three of them happened to be sitting face to face with Ran Yichu. At this moment, they watched the blood flow out of the eyes and noses of the people on the stage, but they held it back.

What has he experienced?

Mu Yihe watched silently, but his heart ached. He remembered what Ran Yichu had said before. He thought he was going to leave this world and return to his own world, but he didn't know how to leave in this way.

On the stage, Ran Yichu bit his tongue, trying to keep a clear head.

If he wants to finish it off perfectly, even if he dies, he can only die on this stage.

No one knows how much he loves this stage. He has left regrets in his previous life, so today, he will make up for all those regrets in the past.

The audience in the audience couldn't stand it anymore, but no one dared to go up and stop him.

Looking at the fairyland-like stage, Prince Charming was in deep trouble, and the spotless dress was stained red with blood.

This is a dedication to art.

Ran Yichu has left the mortal world and fell into his own world.

The audience thought he wouldn't last long, but the melody coming from under his fingertips became more and more intense, as if an unspeakable emotion was about to burst out of the cage at any time.

"Is he crazy?" someone asked impatiently.

Si Jiuzu clenched his fist tightly and fixed his eyes on Ran Yichu on the stage.

"Daddy~" Even though Mu Yihe lied to her that Ran Yichu was doing magic tricks, Ran Siyue still looked at Daddy on the stage covered in blood with great distress.

Ran Yichu on the stage suddenly smiled. On the big screen, the camera zoomed in on his face, and the audience could clearly see a trace of bright red blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

Finally, after playing the last note, he withdrew his hand and sat motionless on the piano bench.

There was silence below.

Si Jiuzu and Mu Yihe rushed onto the stage almost at the same time, catching Ran Yichu who was slowly falling back from the piano bench.

The audience below forgot to applaud, and there was a commotion.

"You take Yueyue with you." Mu Yihe was one step ahead of Si Jiuzu, picked up Ran Yichu and rushed off the stage, making his way through the crowd of spectators, and ran like crazy to the parking lot.

"Ran Yichu." Mu Yihe tried to call his name.

But Ran Yichu closed his eyes tightly without any response.

"Don't sleep, Ran Yichu, please don't sleep, please?" Mu Yihe put him in the passenger seat, ignored 21, hit a car parked next to him, turned around and headed towards the nearby hospital go.

"Ran Yichu, don't sleep, Ran Yichu, don't sleep." Mu Yihe held the steering wheel with one hand and the back of Ran Yichu's bleeding head with the other, calling his name frantically.

Along the way, Mu Yihe didn't know how many cars he bumped into, or how many traffic lights he ran through.

Bah——

Suddenly, a large truck ushered in at the corner of the intersection.

When Mu Yihe reacted, he had already bumped into it head-on...

The author has something to say: Cough...it feels so bloody