I attacked the god of learning

In an instant, the LED screen of the stage background, which had been pitch-black just now, suddenly lit up.

The screen was as bright as the light that bloomed when the universe was born.

Cheng Xinglin was stabbed by the light and closed his eyes, but the next moment, he quickly opened them again.

——I couldn’t bear to miss any moment of the first screening of the background video that Jian Xing made for him.

he saw.

The turquoise landscape scroll slowly unfolded in front of him.

Guqin sounds like gurgling water pouring out.

There is no picture of life in the city, just the lightness of the mountains and rivers, and it outlines a prosperous Tang Dynasty atmosphere that will last forever.

In an instant, the time tunnel suddenly opened.

Take everyone back to the best Tang Dynasty where Li Bai lived.

However, the most attractive thing is not how well-made and majestic the background video is.

But...

This video works like magic.

Anyone who watched Cheng Xinglin's program could naturally think of Cheng Xinglin's every performance from this video.

The place where the video is up is Cheng Xinglin's performance, and the place where the video is down is Cheng Xinglin's performance. There is no place that shows even the slightest sense of disobedience.

The entire video fits perfectly with Cheng Xinglin's program.

——It must be someone who is very, very familiar with Cheng Xinglin's performances, and has a very, very deep understanding, in order to make such a suitable video.

It is conceivable that if Cheng Xinglin performed with the cooperation of this background video.

How shocking the effect of that stage will be.

Cheng Xinglin stood under the stage, looking up at the LED screen.

It was obviously the first time he watched it, but he felt that he had already gotten used to this background video countless times.

This background video is absolutely stunning!

Cheng Xinglin said without exaggeration.

With the blessing of this video background, his stage can not only become the leader of this year's cultural gala.

It can also become a stage that will be remembered many years later.

Cheng Xinglin has been looking at the LED screen seriously.

Until the sound of the evening drum and the picture was reduced to darkness, he was still staring at the LED screen, without the slightest feeling of stepping out.

The bright lights illuminated his eyes as if stars had descended.

Seeing Cheng Xinglin with such a focused expression, Jian Xing admired it for a while, then smiled, and stuck it to Cheng Xinglin's ear.

"This is what I said this morning, the important exam." Jian Xing said, "I'm handing in the paper now."

"Please give me a score."

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Cheng Xinglin: "..."

Unbelievable, my heart is really unbelievable!

Cheng Xinglin wanted to beat his heart—whyareu keeps beating? ? ?

Cheng Xinglin glanced at Jian Xing, but saw that Jian Xing had been looking at him seriously.

Swallowing, Cheng Xinglin said in a low voice, "... Full marks."

Jian Xing laughed instantly.

The atmosphere between the two is so good that it explodes, but there is always a straight male principal who doesn't understand love, so he gets involved and squeezes in between the two.

Principal: "Well said, Mr. Cheng, full marks, this must be full marks! Mr. Jian Xing, the background of this video you made for Mr. Cheng is so good--Come on, can you introduce the company that made this video? We outsource it to he."

Before Jian Xing could answer, Cheng Xinglin said first, "Principal, this is done by the senior himself."

"You made it yourself?" The headmaster was shocked, "You still know this?"

Jian Xing nodded: "Of course."

Jian Xing added: "To be precise, I didn't know it before last night, but only today."

Principal: "You only learned it today?? You're studying now?"

Jian Xing: "Yes, it's not difficult to learn."

The principal was almost limped by Jian Xing, but he was not completely limped by it.

Before he was really fooled, he began to think - the IMO national competition entrance examination is not difficult for Jian Xing.

So this is not difficult, whether it is not difficult for geniuses, or it is not difficult for masters.

The principal fell into deep thought, and so did Cheng Xinglin.

It is different from the question that the straight male principal thinks about.

Cheng Xinglin was shocked - so, Jian Xing didn't know how to do it last night?So, the video editing is for him to learn? ?

"Cheng Xinglin." Cheng Xinglin was still in deep thought when Yun Ruolan called him suddenly.

Cheng Xinglin walked over immediately: "Teacher Yun, what's wrong?"

Yun Ruolan pointed to the stage: "Go up and try with the background just now, is that okay?"

Can't ask for it.

Cheng Xinglin just wanted to cooperate with Jian Xing's background video.

As soon as Yun Ruolan made the request, he immediately ran onto the stage.

On the stage, the feeling brought by the background video is even more amazing.

Standing in the audience is just to watch the flowers, but when you walk in, you really cooperate with the background video.

During the confrontation, I can feel that this video is really, completely, made for his stage.

Because Jian Xing has watched his performance countless times, he is very good at timing every link.

So even though Cheng Xinglin had never gotten used to this background once, he was already a perfect fit when he got started.

The fit is not the only brilliance of the video, what is even more brilliance is that it brings complete immersion to Cheng Xinglin.

It was the first time he experienced this feeling.

No matter how well he performed before, he always felt a little detached, but in the background video, he felt that he and Li Bai, who wrote many famous stories in history, really fit together.

The first rehearsal on the big stage was over, and Cheng Xinglin was hearty.

He wiped the sweat on his chin with the back of his hand, ready to meet the surprise expressions of the teachers and Jian Xing, but he looked down the stage.

It was not at all the surprise and surprise he had imagined.

Jian Xing seemed to be thinking about something, and Yun Ruolan frowned slightly, as if he was not satisfied with his performance just now.

Even the headmaster, who has been praising his stage all the time, showed a somewhat confused state.

Cheng Xinglin lowered his arm that was wiping sweat—he performed heartily just now, but why did everyone have this expression?

"Yes... Am I not behaving well?" Cheng Xinglin asked.

"No." Yun Ruolan shook her head, "You played very steadily."

Cheng Xinglin: "Then why does the teacher look..."

Yun Ruolan considered the words for a while, and finally decided to tell the truth: "You are overwhelmed by this background."

Cheng Xinglin: "...?"

Overwhelmed, or overwhelmed by the background?

Cheng Xinglin turned a corner in his thinking and understood what Yun Ruolan was talking about.

What she meant was that because the video made by Jian Xing was too shocking, Cheng Xinglin's originally good performance was directly suppressed.

"Could it be a problem with the lighting?" Jian Xing asked, "Or, the stage is completely empty now, and it's too empty?"

"Actually, you know that these are not the root causes." Yun Ruolan shook her head, "The root cause is the problem with the program itself."

Cheng Xinglin: "..."

The show itself has problems.

After working so hard for so long, I got another award last night. No matter how you look at it, it is considered perfect, and everything is ready.

However, it is the first time to cooperate with a particularly good background made by someone I like.

But it was said that the program itself had problems.

It's really easy to let the mind explode.

But Cheng Xinglin just squatted down and asked earnestly, "Mr. Yun, what do you think is wrong with my program? Tell me, and I'll change it."

"No, no, no." Yun Ruolan realized that she had made a mistake in her choice of words, "It's not about you, I mean that there is something wrong with my arrangement."

"That's right, how should I put it, Jian Xing's video has shown me more possibilities for this program arrangement. The existing arrangement is enough for a small stage like a music classroom, but on such a big stage, with such a great Background, is totally not enough."

"Teacher, please change." Cheng Xinglin did not hesitate, "I will practice immediately."

Yun Ruolan shook her head again: "This...is no longer within my ability."

The principal immediately said: "Mr. Yun, tell me the direction, what should I do if I find someone, I will figure out a way."

"I know there is a teacher in the city who is good at martial arts, and his martial arts style stage arrangement is very good." Yun Ruolan said, "But I don't know that person..."

"You tell me your name, and I'll look for it."

The principal has a very wide network of contacts.

As long as Yun Ruolan says his name, he promises to find him.

But Jian Xing said: "Teacher, is the person you are talking about Teacher Xu Qiongfei?"

Yun Ruolan: "You know him?"

Jian Xing nodded: "That teacher and my father are close friends, I'll contact you and bring Cheng Xinglin there tomorrow."

Since Jian Xing said so, there must be no problem.

Yun Ruolan, Jian Xing and Cheng Xinglin made an appointment to meet tomorrow, and then they disbanded on the spot and went home to do their homework.

Before the new arrangement comes out, saving energy is the best solution.

The evening time was suddenly free. After Jian Xing said goodbye to Pan Yangwen, he planned to take Cheng Xinglin to dinner and then go to the secret base for tutoring.

but.

Because Jian Xing stayed up almost all night last night, after finishing the video today, the sleeplessness of dozens of hours immediately dissipated.

He didn't realize it himself, and fell asleep against the wall.

Cheng Xinglin was using the waiting time to look down at the vocabulary book, when the proprietress served the dishes, she raised her head to greet Jian Xing to eat, only to find that he had fallen asleep.

The shout that was about to blurt out came to an abrupt end.

Cheng Xinglin closed the vocabulary book and quietly looked at the sleeping face of the male god.

I feel simple and handsome.

But he also knew why Jane was so tired that she fell asleep directly in the restaurant, and felt sore in her heart.

Cheng Xinglin sat behind the fish-flavored pork shreds and oil residue lotus white and looked at Jian Xing seriously.

Sitting until the food was almost cold, Cheng Xinglin was afraid that Jian Xing would be hungry, so he hurriedly woke him up.

"Did I fall asleep?" Jian Xing woke up suddenly, not quite sober yet.

"That's right." Cheng Xinglin handed the chopsticks to Jian Xing, "Senior eat."

Jian Xing took two bites slowly, and finally came back to his senses: "By the way, wait a while and finish the meal, we..."

"We'll go home separately, you rest and I study." Cheng Xinglin said immediately.

"but……"

"Senior, I assure you that I will study hard by myself." Cheng Xinglin took out a few papers that he carried with him, "I will definitely finish these papers tonight, and you can see tomorrow, the accuracy rate must be in the More than 80.00%."

Cheng Xinglin said: "So senior, you should go home and have a good rest."

Seeing Cheng Xinglin's resolute look.

Jian Xing's finger holding fish-flavored pork shreds paused, and asked with a smile: "So, do you feel sorry for me?"

Cheng Xinglin: "..."

That is, if you don't tell the truth, let's understand?

Jian Xing did not continue to embarrass Cheng Xinglin, and put a chopstick of shredded fish-flavored pork into his bowl: "Thank you."

After the two of them finished their meal, Jian Xing sent Cheng Xinglin back first before leaving.

After Cheng Xinglin took a shower, he sat down to do his homework seriously according to the agreement between himself and Jian Xing. He wrote until late at night, and when he was talking to Jian Xing in the future, he saw the message Yun Ruolan sent him.

"Xiao Lin, I'm sorry, I really can't leave tomorrow, can you go with Jian Xing by yourself?"

Cheng Xinglin quickly replied that the teacher should take care of his own affairs, he and Jian Xing can do it.

After replying to the message, Cheng Xinglin continued to do his homework.

It wasn't until he finished his homework and lay down on the bed that Cheng Xinglin suddenly thought of——

Two people alone, going out on weekends, isn't this like... a date?