I attacked the god of learning

There are also a group of people watching around.

But Xu Qiongfei was watching there, and Jian Xing could only get started.

He pressed Cheng Xinglin's waist, and supported his arm in a posture of embracing his back.

"Raise your arms."

Jian Xing's voice came from behind his ears.

Cheng Xinglin: "..."

It's just practice, just practice, nothing more than practice.

Think about Mr. Yun—do you want Mr. Yun to leave her daughter alone, and the effort to accompany you will be in vain?

Cheng Xinglin's hypnosis was very effective for him.

He immediately put himself into the posture that Jian Xing told him seriously, no longer thinking about the hand that Jian Xing put on his waist...

a ghost.

Cheng Xinglin couldn't concentrate at all, but fortunately, even if he was only half focused, he still reluctantly continued the practice.

Cheng Xinglin couldn't concentrate.

The people on the sidelines are even more excited! !

The girl next to her was almost so excited when she saw a handsome guy put his hand on another handsome guy's waist.

The phone camera was raised and never put down, and the screams almost knocked the villa area down.

Some people who didn't like to join in the fun also came to watch, carrying vegetables, pushing babies, crowded a few layers outside.

Xu Qiongfei did not stop these people from watching.

——These people gathered around, it was a natural opportunity to practice showing courage in front of many people.

I usually don't have the opportunity to do this.

Cheng Xinglin also understood what Xu Qiongfei meant.

As long as Jian Xing doesn't "play around" around him, he won't be influenced by these people at all.

Cheng Xinglin started from the beginning, absorbed the opinions mentioned in the action just now, and did it again.

This time the effect became very good.

Cheng Xinglin was already good at fighting, and performing with a sword fully inspired the free and easy part of his character.

Obviously it was performed in front of the Roman pillars in the community, but it successfully brought everyone into the world of Li Bai's ancient poems.

In the end, even the girls who were addicted to CP were immersed in Cheng Xinglin's performance.

After he finished his performance, I don't know who took the lead in applauding, and the whole scene applauded thunderously.

"Oh, so handsome." A mother-in-law pushing a baby asked, "This is not a formal performance, is it? Where can I buy tickets for this handsome guy's formal performance?"

"It's just the school's art show, mother-in-law, no tickets are sold." Jian Xing helped her mother-in-law lift the baby carriage down the steps, "Mother-in-law, when the time comes, you will pay attention to the live broadcast of Penguin next Friday night, and you can watch the live broadcast of Yucheng High School arrive."

"Okay, I must watch it, I must watch it." The mother-in-law smiled happily and took out her mobile phone. Under the guidance of Jian Xing, she downloaded the Penguin video and quickly learned how to watch the live broadcast.

After Jian Xing finished instructing her mother-in-law, the girls beside her who had been pricking up their ears had already eavesdropped.

Not only did they watch it by themselves, but they also posted it to their girlfriends in the group. In an instant, the number of reservations for the Penguin live broadcast increased by thousands.

This live broadcast was originally only followed by the parents of the students, but the sudden extra data shocked the live broadcast preparation team, thinking that the server was attacked.

But they searched the server carefully, only to find that these appointments are real.

Jian Xing inadvertently played a cameo as a publicity ambassador.

At the same time, Cheng Xinglin also completed several new stage exercises under the guidance of Xu Qiongfei, and successfully got the approval of "basically OK" before lunch.

In the afternoon, they just need to dig out the details.

The sun came out in the afternoon, and Cheng Xinglin's sword gleamed in the sunlight, making it even more aura.

Xu Qiongfei was happier guiding Cheng Xinglin, and finally even reached the point of smiling.

At 03:30 in the afternoon, Yun Ruolan called: "Xiao Lin, how is your training going? I'm done with my work here, do you want me to come over?"

Cheng Xinglin thought for a while, and asked Xu Qiongfei if he could finish it. After getting affirmation, he said to Yun Ruolan: "No teacher, but if possible, see you at school? I'll go directly to the stage, and you can see if it works. ?”

·

Yun Ruolan is definitely willing to go, and Xu Qiongfei also wants to go, but it is difficult for him to go out now, so Jian Xing and Cheng Xinglin are allowed to go first, and he waits for his son to come and drive him off at home.

Cheng Xinglin and Jian Xing returned to school by train.

The two walked into the campus side by side, and immediately caught the attention of Pan Yangwen, who was playing basketball.

"Why is Jian Xing's grandson back again?" Pan Yangwen originally came to school for self-study, and after getting tired from studying, he played basketball to regain his senses.

As soon as he came back to his senses, he saw "Jian Xing's grandson" and the elementary school boy came back.

Holding the basketball in his arms, Pan Yangwen looked into the distance, and said to the people around him with emotion: "Don't be a bear in primary school, it's so cute."

"Is it cute?" Lu Sihe, who played basketball with him, asked indifferently.

"Aren't you cute?" Pan Yangwen glanced at Lu Sihe, nodded understandingly, "Oh, you know that you are a straight man and you can't appreciate the cuteness of boys—oh, I didn't mean that I am not a straight man."

Lu Sihe: "?"

Pan Yangwen's descriptions became darker and darker, and finally he could only admit that he had indeed failed Teacher Yun's earnest teachings.

He didn't care anymore, grabbed Lu Sihe and said, "Don't worry—I went to learn sword dance today, and now I should have finished my studies. Let's go, let's go and see the results of my studies together."

Pan Yangwen is a bit of a fool.

I didn't look at other people's faces when I was excited, and grabbed Lu Sihe to the auditorium without any explanation.

He didn't notice at all.

The moment he pulled Lu Sihe away, Lu Sihe had been staring at Cheng Xinglin who was standing side by side with Jian Xing in the distance, his eyes dimmed.

Cheng Xinglin didn't know about the episode here. When he and Jane walked to the side of the auditorium, the principal and Yun Ruolan stood beside them and waited for them.

At the same time, a middle-aged man happened to push Xu Qiongfei over.

The principal shook hands with Xu Qiongfei: "Thank you, Mr. Xu."

Xu Qiongfei: "It's not hard, your students are very intelligent, and Teacher Yun's stage arrangement is also great. It is my honor to be able to direct such a stage."

Principal: "Thank you so much! Then, Mr. Xu, let's go in together and see the actual effect of the new arrangement on the stage?"

Therefore, the principal pushed the wheelchair in instead of the middle-aged man. The wheelchair was inconvenient, so they stood on a high place, and the busy students inside did not notice that someone was coming from the high place.

The principal let go of the wheelchair, stepped forward and said to the stage: "Students, students, please stop for a while, we need to borrow the stage, step on the stage a little bit, the students have waited hard."

"Ah..." The headmaster spoke very politely, but there were inevitably some voices of dissatisfaction on the stage.

Everyone feels a little irritable.

Originally, due to the sudden upgrade of the cultural festival gala, the work of the student union suddenly doubled, and everyone was under a lot of pressure.

Now it's clearly agreed that no students will enter the rehearsal today, so we will leave it to the student union to arrange the stage.

But suddenly someone came to cut in line for rehearsal and asked them to stop what they were doing.

Dissatisfaction is simply too normal.

It's just that the headmaster arranged them this way, so they had no choice but to stand aside and wait very unhappy.

Cheng Xinglin walked down from the top, and when he passed by them, except for Wu Da, the others basically didn't give him any good looks.

But Cheng Xinglin still interrupted them one by one, and then went onto the stage with a sword.

Jian Xing entered the backstage through another door. After seeing Cheng Xinglin walking on stage, he clicked on the background of the video to play it directly.

Cheng Xinglin lit his sword and began to perform according to today's arrangement.

Cheng Xinglin originally thought that Jian Xing's video might not be suitable for today with such a huge change in the choreography.

But he didn't realize it until he actually performed the sword-holding-Xu Qiongfei's arrangement must have referred to this background video.

Because he can still feel the high degree of fit between yesterday and this video.

Still have yesterday's hearty.

It must not be a coincidence that Xu Qiongfei and the background video can remake this stage.

It must be that Jian Xing has made great efforts in it.

Thinking of this, Cheng Xinglin acted even harder.

The green landscape, walking through with a sword, this stage finally burst out with the greatest strength after continuous polishing and hard work.

In the audience, the principal and Yun Ruolan were so surprised that they couldn't keep their mouths shut.

Xu Qiongfei couldn't help but nodded again and again.

Even the members of the student union who were impatient just now were immersed in the stage.

value! !

It's really worth it to stop work and let Cheng Xinglin go up and try! !

Even if they don't do anything today, just watch Cheng Xinglin for a day, and then work overtime and stay up late, it's worth it! !

It's really great to come to the student union, to see the premiere of such a powerful program! !

Everyone in the student council is immersed in it——?

Not really, anyway, Xin Zhuo stood aside, his face turned green.

He didn't know what sin he had committed, not only would he be hanged and beaten, but he would also be hanged and beaten repeatedly.

He didn't even have the face to run to Cheng Xinglin now.

He could only hide in the crowd silently, seeing Cheng Xinglin finish the show, see Cheng Xinglin step off the stage, see Cheng Xinglin and Jian Xing who were waiting in the audience high-five, and then the two of them walked up to the principal and Yun Ruolan together.

Cheng Xinglin followed Jane halfway, and saw Pan Yangwen standing on a seat halfway up the mountain.

Cheng Xinglin said hello: "God Pan."

"Hey." Pan Yangwen stretched out his hand and gave Cheng Xinglin a high-five, "Brother Lin is awesome."

Cheng Xinglin smiled: "It must be awesome."

After finishing speaking, Cheng Xinglin and Jian Xing continued to walk up.

Pan Yangwen watched the two go up, smiling like a watermelon, he smiled happily and elbowed Lu Sihe beside him who had been silent just now: "Look, old Lu, look!"

Lu Sihe was very calm: "What am I looking at?"

Pan Yangwen: "Look - what an awesome background video, what an awesome stage, what an awesome elementary school boy, don't you feel very moved?!"

"Really." Lu Sihe was still calm.

Even if Pan Yangwen was a fool, he could see that Lu Sihe was not interested. He touched the back of his head and asked, "Old Lu, what's wrong with you, are you still angry with Jian Xing because the elementary school brother ignored you?"

Lu Sihe glanced at Pan Yangwen and said nothing.

He didn't say anything, but Pan Yangwen had already confirmed what he meant.

"Oh, old Lu, I know, you must think that Jian Xing is a kid who forgets his friends when he sees sex." Pan Yangwen said, "But, last time you spread rumors that his elementary school students are uneducated and unworthy of being in school. If Jian Xing gets angry Isn't it a normal thing?"

Pan Yangwen persuaded: "You apologize to Jian Xing later, we are still good friends, how about it?"

"Apologize?" Lu Sihe smiled. It was supposed to be a gentleman's smile, but it made people feel very cold.

"Old Pan, I didn't think as much as you said, and I wasn't angry with Jane, so don't make wild guesses." Lu Sihe smiled fakely, "I'll go backstage and have a look."

After finishing speaking, Lu Sihe walked towards the backstage with his smile on his face.

As soon as he took three steps away from Pan Yangwen, the smile on his face disappeared and turned into a kind of sullen displeasure.

Why.

It's just a person who ran out of nowhere, and the toad wanted to eat swan meat to confess to Jian Xing.

Why did it attract Jian Xing's attention.

Why should Jian Xing alienate him just because of such a thing.

He is the one who has known Jian Xing since the first year of high school.

He is the one who can transfer the text to the theory, and can enter the competition class with Jian Xing.

He is the one who has worked hard for two years to silently like Jian Xing until he can stand side by side with him.

He is... the one who can stay by Jian Xing's side.

A mere Cheng Xinglin.

Just relying on Cheng Xinglin? !

Lu Sihe's expression was so gloomy that water dripped out, but when he saw the first student union student, his expression changed immediately.

"Hello." Lu Sihe greeted.

The students from the student union glanced at him and remembered: "Ah, Senior Lu, the president is in the material room at the back. Go and find him."

Lu Si and the first year of senior high school also worked in the student union for a while. Although they withdrew due to the competition, he came back to help straighten out part of the work when the first and second grades were changed.

So it's a good relationship with Xin Zhuo.

Lu Sihe knocked on the door and entered the material room. Xin Zhuo, who was looking for something, saw him coming and immediately laughed: "Ah, Senior Lu, are you here?"

"You can still laugh." Lu Sihe smiled amiably, "Seeing Cheng Xing on that stage, don't you have any ideas?"

Xin Zhuo: "..."

Xin Zhuo's face changed instantly, but soon, he tried his best to adjust, and with a stiff smile, he said: "The idea is, ah, I admire it, it's too strong."

Lu Sihe: "..."

Lu Sihe: "That's all?"

Xin Zhuo's complexion is not good: "Yeah."

Lu Sihe: "Do you... have any aggressiveness? He is so strong, you will never shine in front of Jian Xing."

"That's true..." Xin Zhuo had to admit, "But actually senior, whether he is strong or not, I don't have any light in front of senior Jian Xing."

Lu Sihe: "What do you mean?"

Xin Zhuo smiled wryly: "That's right, people are meant to be together, so it's my turn to oppose them?"

Xin Zhuo just watched Jian Xing walk into the background playing room.

He also knew that the background video was made by Jian Xing himself.

The two of them can even do a cultural festival program so well.

What is the use of his objection?

What's more, he and Cheng Xinglin are indeed one in the sky and the other in the earth—he is the one in the earth.

Then he admits defeat, can't he?

At least, stop being a clown.

Lu Sihe stared at Xin Zhuo for a while, and finally couldn't hold back a sneer: "You are really useless."

Xin Zhuo: "..."

Xin Zhuo asked: "Are you useful? Last time you said that you had already arranged teachers, who were not good for him. What happened? The mayor was invited by his stage, and Penguin Live was also for him and The school cooperated."

Xin Zhuo took a deep breath: "If it were you, what would you do now? Please advise, senior."

This is what Xin Zhuo often asked when Lu Sihe was in the student union.

Used here, there is an indescribable sense of irony.

"Me?" Lu Sihe thought for a while, and whispered in a persuasive voice, "If it was me, I would destroy his microphone, delete his background video, and make him make a big fool of himself on stage. "

Lu Sihe narrowed his eyes: "There is nothing difficult in the world, as long as there is a heart."

Lu Sihe's voice is very deceptive. With this tone alone, it is easy to confuse people's hearts when they say a word.

But Xin Zhuo just took a step back, looked at Lu Sihe, and couldn't believe it: "Are you crazy?? Is such a vicious trick necessary? How much hatred??"

Xin Zhuo did often suppress Cheng Xinglin, but he still couldn't think of such a disgusting trick.

Xin Zhuo seemed to feel that he didn't know Lu Sihe very well.

In his memory, Lu Sihe was the gentle and powerful senior, and the student union was held in his hands like a very simple toy.

What others need to do for a day, he can handle it in ten minutes.

Never in a hurry, the clouds are calm and the wind is light, and it seems that they will never compete with the world.

but now……

How did this happen.

But when Xin Zhuo thought about it carefully, it seemed that Lu Sihe had become like this a long time ago.

Xin Zhuo finally said: "Senior Lu, I respected you very much before, and I also think that even if I can't, you should be able to go with Senior Jian Xing."

"but now……"

"You'd better stay somewhere cool."

·

After all, Xin Zhuo rolled his eyes and continued to make preparations.

Although he was eliminated from the competition this time, the advantage is that he can devote more energy to the preparation of the show.

Xin Zhuo left Lu Sihe alone, and was not afraid that he would do something to "destroy his materials" on his own territory.

Anyway, there are surveillance cameras overhead, so there is nothing unclear.

This time, Lu Sihe stood in the dusty material classroom.

On the other side, Cheng Xinglin and Jian Xing have returned to their secret base.

Jian Xing made tea as usual, and the aroma of black tea was still there. The two sat on the sofa, the sun was setting, and there were pale pink clouds outside the window.

Very pretty.

"Take a break." Jian Xing said, "Drink some tea, and we will continue to make up lessons later."

"Senior." Cheng Xinglin called to him while holding a teacup.

"Ok?"

"You answer me a question, you can't lie to me."

Seeing Cheng Xinglin's seriousness, Jian Xing sat up straight and nodded, "Okay."

"Did you not sleep well last night?" Cheng Xinglin asked.

Xu Qiongfei was able to compose a stage that fits so well with the background video, saving him the time of running in with the background video.

It's not that Xu Qiongfei can only do it if he is really amazing.

But Jian Xing must have made a lot of efforts later to make it happen.

Everything in this world that needs to spend time must obey the law of energy conservation.

Cheng Xinglin didn't need to spend time with the background video, so someone must have sacrificed his time in exchange for this matter.

When Jian Xing heard what Cheng Xinglin said, he could only smile: "Well, I haven't slept for too long."

"How long has it been since I haven't slept for too long..."

"Four hours."

Cheng Xinglin's heart ached to death.

In fact, he only slept for four hours yesterday, but Jian Xing stayed up so late, he just felt very uncomfortable.

Cheng Xinglin moved his lips, just about to say something.

Jian Xing stretched out his hand, grabbed Cheng Xinglin's shoulder towards him, and then pressed his head on his shoulder.

Cheng Xinglin's eyes widened instantly.

He leaned on Jian Xing's shoulder and heard his voice coming from a high place.

"You also know that it's not good to sleep late." Jian Xing smiled, "Then let's catch up on sleep now."

·

How can you turn against the customer...

But Jian Xing's shoulders... are really comfortable.

Cheng Xinglin was indeed... very sleepy.

A whole day of heavy physical labor, Cheng Xinglin yawned in the sea salt and lemon fragrance, and then slowly closed his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, he fell into the deepest sleep in the past few days.

Jian Xing soon fell asleep, and the two of them slept like this until nine o'clock in the evening, only to wake up to the ringtone of Jian Xing's cell phone.

This was also the only time they slept well this week.

What follows is endless practice, improvement, practice, improvement.

The sleep time is compressed to the minimum, and in the extreme busyness, Friday is fleeting.

On Friday afternoon, all those who participated in the show do not need to go to class, and find a place to make up by themselves.

Cheng Xinglin's make-up artist was finally not found by Jian Xing, but by Hang Yitong's sister in person - his sister is from Star Studio and is in charge of an idol named Yan Si, who was arrested by Hang Yitong when she was on vacation recently.

At the same time, Hang Yitong also skipped class smoothly.

Accompany Cheng Xinglin to put on makeup at the Hanfu Club.

The stage makeup can be very complicated, Cheng Xinglin can only sit there and be fiddled with by sister Hang Yitong.

Hang Yitong was also bored, slumped on a makeup chair, browsed the campus forum, and broadcast the progress of the party to Cheng Xing in real time.

"Report!" Hang Yitong said, "Penguin's live broadcast car drove in."

Cheng Xinglin: "Oh."

"Report!" Hang Yitong said, "The mayor's car drove in."

Cheng Xinglin yawned: "Yes."

He wasn't very interested in these things either.

mainly……

It feels too far away from him to feel real.

And without these, wouldn't you have to go all out on stage?

"Continue to report!" Hang Yitong said again, Cheng Xinglin was not interested in listening at all, if he hadn't respected his sister, Cheng Xinglin would have wanted to sleep.

Hang Yitong: "Jane Xing is here!"

Cheng Xinglin: "?!"

Hearing these words, Cheng Xinglin suddenly opened his eyes and turned his head from the chair.

Then he saw——the Hanfu club was empty, with no simplicity at all.

"...Cheat me?" Cheng Xinglin looked at Hang Yitong.

Hang Yitong immediately conceded defeat: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, I'm not trying to attract your attention—look at this."

Hang Yitong quickly took his mobile phone over.

Cheng Xinglin saw that he was swiping the class group on his mobile phone, and there were several photos in the class group.

In the photo, with You Huai as the leader, Luo Yueyue and the cultural and entertainment committee members as the left and right protectors, several large lamps of two meters by two meters were unfolded.

Letter: "The Invincible Universe Cheng Xinglin"

Then the next photo, the next letter: "We love you so much."

Cheng Xinglin: "..."

Is it still too late for him to choose not to go on stage?

"This is a support from your classmates. Are you moved?"

Cheng Xinglin: "..."

dare not move, dare not move.

But to be honest, Cheng Xinglin was... a little moved.

It's not that the support is doing well, it's just that no matter what he looks like, the people in Class 27 will be the ones who care about him the most.

Cheng Xinglin sat back moved and continued to paint his makeup.

After a while, Hang Yitong became excited again: "Fuck, Jane is here!"

It is impossible for a person to fall twice in the same place, so Cheng Xing faced the wind and rain without moving, sitting on the makeup chair with arms folded and eyes closed.

Then, the next moment, Cheng Xinglin heard a slightly sad voice: "Now that I'm here, you don't even open your eyes to look at me."

·

...What the hell? ? ?

Is it really Jian Xing? ? ?

Cheng Xinglin opened his eyes suddenly, and looked into the mirror—the person who pressed the back of his chair was indeed simple and correct.

Cheng Xinglin also remembered now——Hang Yitong, the person who lied to him was called Jian Xing, and the real Jian Xing came here because he called Jian Shen.

Really good at watching people order dishes! !

No, the point now is, how can he explain clearly to Jian Xing? ? ?

Cheng Xinglin slowly raised his head guiltily, and looked at Jian Xing with a pitiful expression.

However, the moment he saw Jian Xing's face, he was stunned.

Today's Jian Xing wears a pair of glasses.

The gold-rimmed, oval spectacle frames embellished his already cold face to make him more cool and handsome.

Cheng Xinglin suddenly turned around, leaned on the back of the chair to look at Jian Xing, shocked——

Damn, so handsome? ? ?

what happened? ? ?

Why is the senior wearing glasses? ? ?

Jian Xing saw that he was motionless, and the little displeasure in his heart just now disappeared.

Pushing his glasses, Jian Xing asked, "Is it okay?"

Cheng Xinglin immediately nodded frantically——Where is it? It's okay to be huge, and it's okay to be super invincible, okay? ? ?

but……

Cheng Xinglin asked: "Senior, why do you wear glasses?"

"You don't know!" Pan Yangwen's voice sounded from the door, "Jian Xing is nearsighted!"

Cheng Xinglin really didn't know.

Jian Xing... short-sighted?

When did you become nearsighted?

Never heard of it?

"He is short-sighted, but he doesn't like wearing glasses very much. He thinks the hazy texture is very good. If it delays his lectures in class, then he will learn by himself."

"But today..." Pan Yangwen was about to continue explaining, but Jian Xing cut off his words.

Jian Xing looked at Cheng Xinglin, and said seriously: "But today, when watching the important stage, you must make sure that you are clear, so I went to get glasses."

·

Cheng Xinglin: "..."

shit.

He really couldn't take it anymore.

What's going on with Jian Xing recently, how can he say something casually, he is so excited...?

Pan Yangwen's lines were robbed, but he felt that it seemed to be a simple line, so he was helpless and furious, and could only say: "Yes, that's it-by the way, his glasses are custom-made by Zeiss, and the lenses are specially made to match his prescription. , once was not bad."

Cheng Xinglin remembered sharply: "When did you go out and make glasses?"

Pan Yangwen: "Ah, last Monday?"

Cheng Xinglin: "..."

That day when he went to the classroom, Jian Xing said that he would accompany Pan Yangwen on business.

Looking at it now, it must be Pan Shen who accompanied him on business——what he did was to get glasses.

Cheng Xinglin took a look at Jian Xing, but before he could say anything, a pile of hair was tied on his head.

The make-up has progressed to the part of combing the hair.

Seeing Cheng Xinglin's face covered by hair, Jian Xing consciously went over to help him tidy up his hair.

After everything was gathered to the back, Jian Xing took off his glasses and put them on the makeup table in front of Cheng Xinglin.

"Sister makeup artist, can I do his hairstyle?" Jian Xing held a strand of Cheng Xinglin's long hair in his hand, "I have been studying for a week, and I just want to do it for him today."

·

Miao Xiaoxiao said to give Jian Xing a training camp last time, and this week, she actually caught up with the training camp.

Jian Xing has combed hundreds of hairs, so he is not considered a teacher, but he can comb the hairstyle that Miao Xiaoxiao designed.

Jian Xing showed the picture to Hang Yitong's sister. After reading it, the sister approved of the hairstyle designed by Miao Xiaoxiao, and agreed to let Jian Xing do it.

Boys' hairstyles are inherently simple and not technically difficult. Even if they do something wrong, she can save them.

But Jian Xing did not make a mistake.

With a serious and rigorous attitude like doing math problems, he perfectly combed Cheng Xinglin's hair into the style designed by Miao Xiaoxiao.

Half bun, half draped with long hair, wrapped in a layer of decoration, and then inserted with a hairpin.

The beauty tip on the forehead is very beautiful, and there are two slender hairs flying in front of Cheng Xinglin's face.

After combing this hair, Jian Xing picked up the glasses and put them on his face again.

Everything is ready, only the east wind is owed.

·

At six o'clock, Cheng Xinglin went to the waiting area to wait for the stage. Jane walked to the audience area and sat next to "Cheng Xinglin, the invincible universe, we love you so much".

At 06:30, the mayor, accompanied by the principal, took the best seat. At the same time, the Penguin live broadcast began to warm up.

At seven o'clock, the party officially began, and girls and boys in bright dresses came to the stage to host.

From 07:30 to 08:30, a number of singing and dancing programs were presented on the stage. The scene became more and more popular, and the ratings also continued to rise.

08:30 sharp.

The host came to the stage again, and at the same time, Cheng Xinglin, who was standing by the stage, received countless messages on his mobile phone.

Top Two people sent messages at the same time.

Future Jianxing: [Relax, I will cheer for you in the future. 】

Jian Xing: [Relax, I'll cheer you up from the audience. 】

"Next." The host said, "Please enjoy, the performance of ancient-style skewered poetry brought by Cheng Xinglin-will have wine!"

After half a month of hard work and the help of countless people,

Cheng Xinglin took a deep breath, put his phone on the edge of the stage, walked up the stairs, and walked onto the stage.

He walked to the anchor point in the dark.

Then—the stage suddenly lit up, and amidst the ancient rhyme music, the sword in Cheng Xinglin's hand was fully revealed.

The show begins.