self-made god

The teacher keeps talking above, and the students below keep writing. The days of senior high school students are boring and tasteless.Xia Mu is better, he has to go to the martial arts gym every day, and he has to practice the music, and his life is quite fulfilling.

Once a person has something to do, life is like eating ice cream, and it will melt away quickly.On December [-]th, the No. [-] Middle School's New Year's Eve party is under preparation.The party started at seven o'clock, and Xia Mu was still practicing the song in the dormitory.

At 06:30, students from all classes began to enter the arena. Because Xia Mu is a performer, he does not have to enter the arena with everyone.While waiting, Xia Mu couldn't help but think of the review of his two programs. Surprisingly, they both passed the review, and the school leaders passed the review. The three grades actually only passed [-] programs, two of which were For Xia Mu, this ratio is very high.This also showed that Xia Mu's programs were really good, which made the principal decide to keep both programs.

Xia Mu's two programs were performed consecutively. When the teacher came and asked him to prepare, Xia Mu came backstage.

"Next, Xia Mu from Class [-] and Class [-] of Senior High School will bring us a bamboo flute solo and martial arts Tai Chi."

Applause rang out from below, especially those high school seniors who had a certain understanding of Xia Mu, all of them craned their necks curiously when they heard that he was going to perform martial arts.

Xia Mu held a flute in his hand, and walked out of the darkness in a white Taoist robe.

He borrowed the Taoist robe from the cosplay club in the university, including the headgear and other accessories, and for the stage effect, he also asked the girls in the class who know how to make up to help him put on stage makeup.With fluttering long hair, wearing a Taoist crown, wearing a Taoist robe, and holding a beautiful bamboo flute in his hand, coupled with his handsome face, he is just like the male protagonist in the comics.

"Ah~~"

Some girls below couldn't help but screamed, which caused the leaders in the front row to look back. Of course, they were also a little curious about the boy on the stage, wondering what he would bring to everyone. Performance.Judging from the previous performances, the quality of these two shows will not be bad.

Xia Mu smiled slightly, and put the flute to his lips.

The sound of the flute sounded, and the sad music made the students who were excited just now calm down and listen to the music.

A gust of wind blew, and the long-haired Taoist robe fluttered, adding a touch of elegance to Xia Mu.Like a fairy in a myth, people can't help but see and listen to God.

A very young man under the stage was looking at the young man on the stage with interest. Although the sound of the flute could only barely reach his ears, it was rare for a young man at his age and status.

The flute song of just over two minutes was not long, and it ended soon.Just as everyone was still intoxicated by the sound of the flute, a burst of special music sounded.

Xia Mu put the flute in his hand and stood in the middle of the stage.

"Swords, swords and shadows are not my school..."

Smiling confidently, he moved as the song sounded.The song is soothing, soft yet firm. With Xia Mu's Tai Chi movements, coupled with the Taoist robe on his body, everyone seemed to have seen the extraordinary demeanor of Zhang Zhenren on Wudang Mountain through time and space.

The tai chi Xia Mu learns is not health tai chi, but the upright and upright Wudang tai chi. His martial arts coach is a serious Wudang disciple, but the other party has to leave the vulgarity and go down to the mountain to open a martial arts gym to support his relatives.

Xia Mu asked the coach for the show, and the coach agreed to help him with special training without saying a word. Xia Mu practiced for a whole month before he got the lesson and agreed to perform on stage.

"...If there is no victory, how can there be defeat? If there is no movement, there will be no silence..."

The music ended, and Xia Mu finished his last move.

The scene was silent, just when Xia Mu thought his performance was unpopular, thunderous applause rang out.

"Good~"

"another one."

"Xia Mu Xia Mu Xia Mu..."

The whole venue applauded, Xia Mu showed a bright smile after being taken aback, picked up the flute on the ground and bowed to the leading teachers and classmates.

"This show is good."

Even the leaders applauded, and applauded with the teachers and students of No. [-] Middle School.With this program, Xia Mu has established his status as a male god ever since.His chic and handsome martial arts performance made the boys of No. [-] Middle School adore him.The same goes for the girls, boys with many talents are always attractive, not to mention that Xia Mu is also good looking.

The young man among a group of middle-aged and elderly people showed a meaningful smile. If the previous Xiaoqu was just average, this Tai Chi performance is already very good. He can also do Tai Chi, but he is not like a young man. Elegant and dust-free.What Tai Chi requires is softness with firmness, and what he plays is more than strong, but not soft, which is also related to his personality.The boy obviously did what he couldn't do, and the young man couldn't help being curious about him.

And Xia Mu didn't care whether he was curious or not, and flashed away after the performance.He hurried back to the dormitory, regardless of the makeup on his face, but took off his clothes and folded them carefully, and put the headgear in a box. He had to return it after the holiday, and it couldn't be damaged. .

After changing his clothes, he washed off the makeup on his face with men's facial cleanser. He didn't have makeup remover for girls, so he had to use this method to remove the makeup on his face first.I really don't understand, he can't stand the makeup after only wearing it for a while, it feels like a layer of flour is on his face, which is very uncomfortable, it's hard for those girls to bear it, and some people wipe it every day.

"Xia Mu, your show today is really good."

Guan Yu and the others came back and said nice things without money, Xia Mu was even shy by their praise.When he called the coach just now to tell him everyone's reaction, the coach also praised him.

"hey-hey."

Scratching his head, Xia Mu accepted such a compliment for the first time.In the past, he knew nothing but reading, and he was gloomy and unpleasant all day long. This kind of praise was only praised by his parents, brothers and sisters when he won double hundred when he was a child.

Unlike his parents, brothers and sisters, Xia Mu was recognized by people other than his relatives, which made him feel confident in an instant.Although he worked hard to become confident before, he always felt that there was something missing, and today he finally made up for it.

"Amu~"

Qian looked at him forward, and for a moment he saw the golden light shining behind Amu.

"what's up?"

Xia Mu turned his head to look at him.

"No, nothing."

Qian Qianqian shook his head, Amu seemed to have changed, but he couldn't tell.

"Forget it, wash up and sleep!"

Anyway, no matter how it changes, Amu will always be Amu.

Because of the New Year's Eve party, the school may also feel that the students have been tossed by them a bit miserably recently. It is rare that even senior high school students have three days off. Xia Mu, who bought the tickets on the first day, of course has to go home!I took a taxi to go to the train station. The bullet train left at ten o'clock in the morning, and Xia Mu arrived at the train station at 09:30.

After one and a half hours, we arrived at Nanchong.

Brother and sister are studying at university, this time only Xia Mu came back on New Year's Day.Xia's father had been guarding outside the train station for a long time, and when he saw his son coming out, he immediately went up to greet him.

"are you tired?"

Father Xia looked at the youngest son whose image had changed drastically. If it wasn't for the fact that he had grown up with the youngest son, he wouldn't have recognized him!In the past, his son's entire face was either covered by hair or covered by big glasses. Even the family members could only see his true face after he took a shower.

Before Xia's father knew that his little son was not bad, but before Xia Mu didn't have self-confidence, always shrunk himself in the shadows, gloomy and didn't like others.

"Mom, I'm back!" As soon as Xia Mu got home, he ran towards his mother who was cooking in the kitchen, hugged her and kissed her hard on the face.

"Go, go, what's the matter with this kid? He's going to make a move as soon as he comes back."

Xia's mother was kissed with saliva all over her face, and said disgustedly.

"Boy, you are kissing my wife."

Father Xia put the luggage into his youngest son's room and looked at him with an unkind expression.

"She's still my mother~"

Xia Mu is not afraid of his father, not only is he not afraid, but also deliberately kissed his mother's face twice, looking at Xia's father triumphantly.

"Boy Xia, come here and I promise I won't beat you to death."

Dad Xia clapped his sleeves.

"Haha, I'm not afraid of you!"

Xia Mu made a face at Dad Xia, and then ran out of the kitchen to pack his luggage.Except for two sets of clothes, the rest are all special products he bought from Chengdu.Although everyone is in Sichuan, there are still many different specialties from city to city. What Xia Mu brought back were all specialties that were not available or rare in Nanchong.

For example, the Pixian Douban that my mother ordered by name, and the Wenjun green tea and Dongtian milk wine that my father ordered. Speaking of which, his own clothes are not heavy at all, but these special products are very heavy, even if he is a boy. Can also feel not light weight.

Of course, Xia Mu also brought some handicrafts for his older brothers and sisters, all made of bamboo. Although they are not expensive, they look exquisite and interesting. Xia Mu also bought himself a bamboo pen holder!

"Brother and sister are not here today, they have no luck!"

Xia Mu took out the wine he had brought back, opened the bottle cap, and the fruity aroma of the wine came out, Xia Mu's saliva almost flowed out.

"Remember to bring more next time you come back."

Dad Xia is an alcoholic. He likes wine but he doesn't like to get drunk. Instead, he likes to sit by the window every day and slowly sip peanuts.

The whole family agrees with Xia's father's hobbies. Even Xia's mother also drinks some health-preserving wine together. The three children often collect some good wine for their parents.Especially Xia Mu, who started to search for good wine for his parents when he was ten years old.Once, at the home of a wine farmer who has been making wine for generations, he found a batch of good wine brewed by the other party for 80 years, all of which were made from pure grain. They brought the red envelopes together, and bought a jar with the other party. The wine is still in Dad Xia's study, and the old man is reluctant to drink it.

Xia Mu did some calculations, so far, the jar of wine has been about 25 years old, and it will definitely not be cheap to leave it outside for more than 20 years.

The Xia family has the habit of collecting wine, and now a bottle of wine is more than ten years old, and Dad Xia only drinks wine made from grain and fruit.Xia Mu decided that after the exam, he would go to Qingcheng Mountain to get more wine, especially wine suitable for the elderly, because there are not only Dad Xia, but also Grandpa Xia and Grandma Xia, so that they can drink a glass of health-preserving wine every day.

He can think of his grandparents, which shows that Xia Mu is quite filial.It's a pity that there are only three days off for New Year's Day, Xia Mu can't go back to the countryside to see his grandparents, so he can only call to say hello.

On the afternoon of January [-]rd, he returned to Chengdu by car to continue his hard-working senior year in high school.