Every light in the theater seems to be brought to life, and the moment the music ends, the light fills the entire theater, and the pale golden light flows on the black marble, like a surging stream whispering in the night.

The back row of the auditorium.

"I thought this classroom was about art, but I didn't expect it to be about the art of destruction. It turns out that the art of destruction is also an art in itself......"

Lan Qi exhaled, a little relieved in his voice, and a little relieved that he had let go of some restraints.

He was now laughing confidently, as if he couldn't wait to go on stage and show his classmates.

“……”

Hubertarian turned her head to observe Ranch's state, feeling like she was stuck in her throat.

He seems to have benefited a lot from this demon academy again.

Someone else may have come to challenge the film world.

And Ranch is really here to learn.

It stands to reason that Lanch's "wholehearted" attitude to life should be commended, but ...... She couldn't tell what the problem was.

"Protect yourself later."

Ranch stood up, dropped the words as he walked past Huberian, and walked down the red carpet on the steps toward the stage.

"Okay."

Huberian replied.

With her arsenal of spells, it wasn't suitable for this exam.

As an acrobatic support, the stranger the situation, the more reassuring the spell library on Lanqi's body became.

Theoretically, Ranchi would go ahead of her, and when Ranch passed, the two of them could temporarily exchange purple and below magic cards in the audience, reorganize the spell library, and let Huberian pass as well.

……

More than half of the time for the music assessment has passed, and the classroom is filled with an atmosphere of silence and anticipation, and the students who are confident in their own strength have basically finished participating.

The rest are either under-qualified students or finalists.

Starting from the first few performances, it would take a while for the demon students to take the initiative to take the stage after each performance.

So this time, when the presiding teacher saw Lan Qi quickly stand up and raise his hand to him to declare his participation, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

With a burst of calm footsteps echoing between the theaters.

After a while, Lan Qi came to the stage, his figure stood out under the lights of the theater, and his aura seemed to be integrated into the entire performance environment, so that all eyes were on him.

"Are you ready?"

The presiding teacher standing next to Lanch asked.

Generally, before the start of the exam, students can ask the host teacher if they have any compliance needs or questions, which is the same in any exam room, so the host teacher is the first to ask.

If the student has no doubts, then the 2-minute timer will officially begin, and the student will be given permission to use the spell freely on stage.

"What would be the reward if I could get four music instructors to recognize them at the same time?"

Lan Qi bowed slightly, and asked with curiosity and confusion.

"There is no way that the course is designed to be recognized by all four of them at the same time."

The presiding teacher looked at him and shook his head with a smile and a hint of ineffable authority in his smile.

"But what if that happens?"

"The fact that the guidelines do not write is not to hide this situation, nor is it an omission, but because it is clear that some of the four music instructors' approval conditions are contradictory and impossible to achieve at the same time."

The presiding teacher's voice slowly fell back.

For example, there is no music that can be so noisy and addictive that it can make the Sleeping Demon fall asleep, but it also has the horror that the diseased poison recognizes and the warm atmosphere that the ghost armor wants.

"Over the years, I haven't been able to get these four music instructors to recognize students at the same time, no matter how good they are."

The instructor added that he hoped Ranch would understand what he meant—that their curriculum design was not questionable.

"Teacher, I think I can really do it."

Ranch stared straight at the presiding teacher.

"If you do, it really proves that there are gaps in our exam design, and your music level is beyond our comprehension, and you can be said to be a music instructor."

The presiding teacher's words seemed to mock Ranchi's ignorance.

After all, this is a performance that is being watched by many big figures in the demon world, and a student repeatedly raises questions about the rules, which is a demolition stage.

"If it is recognized by four music instructors, it will be directly hired as a teacher of our music department, right?"

The presiding teacher looked at the audience below the stage, raised his voice a little, and then looked at Ranchi and asked.

As the words fell, there was a burst of laughter from under the stage.

"Teacher, are you sure? And what if the music instructor doesn't have enough sense to judge after the performance? ”

"This is the Demon King's Imperial Theater, which is watched by the Demon Eye, and it is also a performance that the nobles of the Demon Realm are watching. If I dare to go back on this stage, even if I am the head of the music department of this college, my life will not be enough. In addition, if the music instructor is unable to judge, for example, if Mr. Sleeping is asleep, I will judge him according to the standards that he has reported to the Academy before he participates, so you can rest assured of impartiality. ”

The host teacher looked at the magic eye in the sky above the center of the theater and said, and handed the microphone to Lanchi, feeling a little happy,

"Okay, so do you still have questions?"

"No problem, let's get started."

Immediately Ranchi took the microphone, shook his collar, and walked to the center of the stage.

His eyes had completely changed, like a superstar about to rise in the Demon Realm.

As long as you stand on this stage and enter the show time, you can use any spell.

Lan Qi didn't say a word, and used [Great Love Poet].

At his call, a gray-haired beauty in a crimson dress appeared on the stage accompanied by the fragrance of flowers.

She opened her eyes like waking up from a dream, her hair and skirt swayed gently, like a summer song, and the mountain breeze in autumn made many demons in the audience lose their minds for her in an instant.

The poet of great love's bright eyes looked at everything in the theater, as if she understood something, and with a hint of regret or joy at the corners of her mouth, she did not open her mouth to affect the minds of any living beings with her magical voice.

Since summoning itself is also a form of magic, it is not a problem to summon an envoy who has a soul contract with him during the performance.

"Wait a minute, you'll be the lead singer, it's time for the four mentors and students to see what we've learned."

Lanch handed the microphone to the Great Love Poet.

The poet of great love smiled like a flower, nodded slightly, and his eyes flashed with incomparably confident brilliance.

Ranch came to a demonic instrument that resembled a piano, sat down gracefully and calmly, and lifted the lid.

Far off the stage.

When Huberian saw that it was the poet of great love who was holding the microphone, she instinctively wanted to pull her legs and ran.

This thing went up and sang with all the firepower, and she couldn't imagine what would happen in the theater!