CHAPTER XXXIV

Campus male god

Whether it was in the auditorium or the annex building, everyone seemed to be stunned all of a sudden, subconsciously holding their breath, as if the pant would break something if they were a little louder, and stared intently at the stage.

The man walked unhurriedly while playing the flute, until he reached the center of the stage, and then finally stopped.

The moment she stood still, the spotlight suddenly split from one to two, and the girl in pink finally stepped on the stage.

The girl was born delicate and sweet, and the pink dress made her more beautiful and delicate. The lotus steps moved lightly, the water sleeves flicked lightly, and even the stage seemed to be rippling in circles, and she danced in the water.

The originally free and casual Xiaoqu suddenly became lingering and gentle.

The two people on the stage glanced at each other, the girl seemed to be a little shy, and the long water sleeves half covered her face, but her dancing posture was becoming softer and lighter; The man had a smile in his eyes, and the sound of the flute, which should have been low and mournful, became clearer and more graceful.

One, one dancing, as if no one noticed, and before they knew it, the distance between the two was getting closer and closer.

The lights suddenly dimmed at this time, and the sound of the flute stopped abruptly.

After a short period of darkness and silence, the lights came on again, but the dancing girl was gone. Only the man remained.

He seemed slightly dazed, looking around.

The music suddenly sounded - not melodious and gentle old songs, but rhythmic raps. Young men and women stepped onto the stage one after another with hip-hop dances, and the girls in tank tops and hot pants and the boys in T-shirts and shorts were all the same cool and casual.

The man who was alone in a wide robe with big sleeves suddenly seemed out of place in this environment.

He seemed to be a little dazed and a little at a loss, he raised the flute and wanted to blow it but found that it couldn't fit the melody and beat at all, and after lifting it a few times, he could only put it down a few times, looking at the men and women in front of him who were completely different from himself.

I don't know how long it took, but the man seemed to have noticed something, and his expression suddenly moved slightly—the girl who came to the stage last was wearing a tank top and hot pants and a high ponytail, but she had a face that he was familiar with.

- It's exactly the same appearance as the girl in pink who danced before.

The girl seemed to see him too, and ran over enthusiastically to pull him to dance with her. The man waved his hand again and again as if refusing, and the girl was not angry, so she danced generously to the music next to him.

The man looked at her for a moment, as if he had hesitated for a long time, and finally raised the flute again and tentatively sounded the first note.

The music changed again - while still rhythmic, the melody gradually softened and the rap vocals faded away. The man seemed to be aware of it, and the sound of the flute became free and flying again, and gradually it slowly blended and intertwined with the music of the dance music.

The dance finally came to a successful end, when a girl in a tank top and hot pants put one hand on the man's shoulder and gave him a flying kiss.

The man raised his eyebrows - the phoenix eyes smiled, and the eyebrows flew into the temples, but he was full of freedom and pride, conceited and frivolous.

-- The picture is frozen.

After a moment's pause, everyone walked to the center of the stage and bowed.

After a moment of silence, the audience applauded.

The performance was a great success, and the curtain was closed and returned backstage, and the students high-fived each other.

"Ling Xiao Lingxiao, how is my watch?" Shen Qing threw herself into Ling Xiao's arms and asked her, and she couldn't wait to have the words "ask for praise" written all over her face.

"It's great." Ling Xiao praised without hesitation. Seeing that her little face was flushed with a thin layer of sweat, knowing that she was already extremely tired just now, she said while wiping her sweat with a tissue - Shen Qing is probably the hardest one in this dance, the vest and hot pants are all worn close to the inside of the pink dress, and the bun is also a wig, after dancing that part, she hurriedly took off her coat and took off her wig, and quickly tied a high ponytail and changed her shoes before going on stage again, and then it was a completely different dance, It's no wonder she's already sweating profusely.

"Ling Xiao is handsome!" The little girl blushed but her eyes widened, she praised a little embarrassedly, and as if she suddenly remembered something, she quickly let go of Ling Xiao, "The next one is a calligraphy competition, right?" Ling Xiao, will you be tired enough to affect your performance? ”

As the two were talking, they had already heard the host's voice.

"Don't worry," Ling Xiao's eyes raised slightly, the lonely pen flew up and down his fingertips, and he was already walking unhurriedly to the stage, and when he reached the edge of the curtain, he paused slightly, turned his head, and raised his eyebrows at his classmates, "Everyone, then- wait for me to triumph." ”

The clothes she wore today were the clothes of the male disciples of Wanhua Valley, which she had drawn with her own hands and found someone to customize, with wide sleeves, and finally allowed her to carry the pen in her sleeve as before.

……

Because it was the scene of the party in the auditorium, the students kept it very quiet. In the "broadcast room" in the annex building next door, it exploded in an instant at the end of the dance.

"Oh male god!"

"Oh my God! I seem to have found a new male god again! ”

"Why didn't I be able to be a classmate with the male god a few years earlier!"

"Emma's heart is beating so fast!"

"Mama, I seem to be in love! If a crush is also a relationship. ”

"I was not tempted by Ye Lin's class back then! Now I'm actually laughing at a high school student and blushing and heartbeating. It was Ye Lin's classmate who said this, and his face was full of remorse at this time, and he made a heartfelt gesture while talking.

Ye Lin also graduated from No. 1 High School, and whenever he has free time at this time of year, he will go back to the school with his classmates to have a visit - in fact, it is not only them, "On the evening of the closing ceremony of the art festival, the alumni come back to the school to visit" is almost an unwritten agreement in No. 1 Middle School.

Several classmates around Ye Lin were all dumbfounded-Ye Lin had good grades, was handsome, and had a good temper, so he thought he was also a god-level figure in the school back then. However, most of the students in No. 1 Middle School are excellent, and there is no sense of distance between classmates, and they get along very well.

Ye Lin glanced at his classmates, and reached out to rub the corners of his forehead with a little headache, he couldn't cry or laugh - Ling Xiao has grown a lot taller in the past six months, and the stage effect is really good, her appearance is really ...... was so gentle that with so many spectators present, no one could see that this was a genuine little girl.

And that Shen Qing! When he didn't know that the programs were all arranged by the Literature and Art Committee? The little girl also deliberately arranged such a plot, letting Ling Xiao wear men's clothes and make eye contact with her! It's just ill-intentioned!

While everyone was talking and laughing, the host had come out again and announced the start of the finals of this year's calligraphy and painting competition.

Because calligraphy takes a short time, the school simply made it a program this time and "live" the whole process.

There are a total of six finalists in the calligraphy category, and the six tables and pen, ink, paper and inkstone are ready, and the six finalists stand in front of the table one by one.

The host briefly introduced the classes and names of the six people in turn, paused slightly when he walked up to Ling Xiao, and waited for the thunderous applause from the audience to pass before finally speaking:

"This - I think everyone is no stranger now, Ling Xiao from the fifth class of the second year of high school! The performance just now was very exciting, and I was fascinated by it. ”

I don't know if it's too late or I don't want to change it at all, Ling Xiao is still wearing the Wanhua male disciple uniform from the performance just now, with wide robes and big sleeves, layered on top of each other, which makes her whole person elegant and gentle, but the habitual raising of her eyebrows when she speaks adds a bit of conceited madness to her.

"Thank you, my classmates and I are very happy that you all enjoyed it."

As soon as she spoke, the entire auditorium finally couldn't hold back and exploded.

"What? What about the male god who said good? Why is the voice so soft and cute? ”

"Oh my God, my male god is actually a girl!"

"What should I do if I seem to be bent!"

The closing ceremony had already been rehearsed many times, and the host also knew that Ling Xiao was a girl, so he was finally calm at this time, made a silent gesture to signal everyone to be quiet, and said to Ling Xiao with a smile and the same as a few previous contestants, "Come on!" Soon after that, he moved on to the judges.

This year's judges are full of weight, in addition to several teachers from the school's art group and Chinese group, they also invited Zhang Qian - this old gentleman is now in his seventies, his temples are all white but he is in good spirits, he was also a student who graduated from No. 1 Middle School back then, and now he is a master in the calligraphy world.

After the greetings and introductions, the final of the calligraphy competition finally began.

"Everyone asked me to give a question for this competition, so I should be the best." Mr. Zhang took the microphone and said with a smile, his tone was gentle, "This year's theme is Shaoguang, then I think we will also write a work of no less than seven characters with the title of 'Shaoguang' today, the font is not limited, anything can be." ”

Zhang Lao asked the question, and naturally no one objected. Time was limited, and everyone began to think seriously with their heads down, and a few people who reacted quickly had already stretched out their hands and were ready to start writing.

Ling Xiao stood in place with his arms crossed, as if he was thinking about something, but his expression was leisurely.

After the title was announced, the host came up again to announce the second curtain - the top three winners of the musical instrument competition took the stage one after another, and performed in turn at the same time as the calligraphy competition, so as to avoid the audience getting bored because of waiting, and the time limit of the calligraphy competition was at the end of the three-person performance.

The third runner-up of the musical instrument competition has taken the stage, playing the popular pipa song "Ambush on All Sides"; The contestants of the calligraphy competition have already started to write.

Ling Xiao bowed his head - there was no paper on the table.

According to the rules of the competition, pen, ink, paper and inkstone can be provided by the school, or you can choose to prepare it yourself, so as to ensure that every contestant can do the best and play the best level.

Ling Xiao - of course, he chose to prepare himself.

So at this moment, there is no paper in front of her.

Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows, suddenly hooked the corners of his mouth, and the next moment he reached out and took out a sleeve roll from his sleeve, habitually turning his hand between his fingers, and then shook his hand casually - in a soft sound, the scroll was suddenly shaken open. Ling Xiao casually took the end that was shaken out with one hand, pressed the entire sleeve roll on the table and put it down, dipped it in ink and put it down without hesitation.

The pen walks the dragon and snake, and it is done with a wave.

Time seemed to pass faster than expected, and when all the contestants had put down their pens, the music dropped its last note.

The girls from the ceremonial team came to the stage and held up six works to show to all the audience, and the staff in charge of the camera dutifully gave each work a large close-up.

The topic of time is always inevitably a little sad and helpless, among the six works, two of the content is a car crash, and Jiang Jie's words and sentences are written "The streamer is easy to throw people, red cherries, green plantains"; The other two also wrote sad and graceful poems, but there was a boy who looked a little strict and wrote a sentence "The young man does not work hard, and the boss is sad".

Ling Xiao smiled, and unfolded the picture she wrote with the girl from the etiquette team, a total of ten words-

"The general dies in a hundred battles, and the strong man returns in ten years."