Fang Qiu also knew he should not relax too much. In the end, he was here to perform a show. After making all the warm-up jokes, he immediately focused his mind and slowly closed his eyes.
Seeing him like this, the audience gradually quieted down.
Countless eyes fixed on Fang Qiu.
Everyone was waiting for him to perform.
They were curious that what kind of show this seemingly funny guy could put on.
At this moment, all the lights on the stage dimmed except for one light that was pointed at him.
The light made him look like an angel that just descended from heaven, holy and handsome.
Fang Qiu slowly reopened his eyes and raised his hands, then put his palms together and lifted them near his mouth.
At this, the audience was a bit perplexed. "Is he simply going to breathe into his hands? Is this the so-called hand flute?"
As everyone was puzzled, a familiar but beautiful melody fluttered out from Fang Qiu's hands and instantly spread across the audience through the microphone.
Many of them felt their bodies suddenly shake, and their eyes widened, goggling hard at Fang Qiu's hands on the stage.
It was stunning!
Astonishing!
This sensation of amazement and astonishment was beyond words!
And Fang Qiu brought them such a sensation merely by breathing air into his hands!
It... it was too out of the world!
The instant the melody flowed out, Jiang Miaoyu also fixed her gorgeous eyes upon Fang Qiu.
It took her by surprise that his hands were his musical instrument and could produce such a wonderful melody.
As if playing a normal flute, Fang Qiu's playing went smoothly, without a single mistake.
If she hadn’t seen it, she wouldn’t have believed that someone was able to play such a touching melody with only their hands.
Now, Li Qingshi, who was near her, looked glum. It never occurred to him that Fang Qiu would have such talent.
He also learned some Chinese ancient musical instruments, so he knew that since Fang Qiu could play with his hands, he would definitely be able to play the real bamboo flute.
Or even the ocarina!
"This talent is a powerful tool for winning over the hearts of college girls.
"Think about it, which girl would not want a boyfriend that looks extremely handsome and has outstanding talents?"
Being a regular performer on the stage, Li Qingshi knew very well how influential a performer could be for an audience!
He turned his head a little to look at Jiang Miaoyu. Seeing that she was wearing her normal look, he heaved a sigh of relief. Meanwhile, he regretted that, as the president of the student union of School of Chinese Medicine, he did not go onstage and present a show.
Now, he could neither outperform Fang Qiu nor share the honor of performing on the stage.
However, Li Qingshi did not envy Fang Qiu. No matter what other girls were thinking, the only thoughts that he cared for were Jiang Miaoyu's. He had decided, at first glance, that she was the only girl that he would have as his wife.
Seeing that Fang Qiu's show was even more fantastic than what he did in the library, Liu Feifei felt a rush of joy but also let out a sigh of relief.
"Good, this bloke didn't blow it at the crucial moment.
"However, it's hateful of him when he did not do his best at the library show. When he is done, I need to teach him a good lesson!"
Fang Qiu's three roommates looked at the girls around them. All their faces were brimming with shock and admiration, the three threw a look at one another and gave a wry smile.
It seemed that they had guessed right!
The youngest was a lady killer. A common enemy of all men!
But since the youngest's performance was very good, as his roommates, they were also very proud of him.
Applause.
They applauded hard for their youngest!
The playing continued.
Fang Qiu was completely immersed in the playing.
He forgot that he was standing on the stage and he forgot the existence of the audience as well.
And even the melody!
As if he did not even exist in this world.
"Who is playing? No idea!
"Playing what? No idea!
"Who is it played for? No idea!"
Fang Qiu forgot himself, while the audience off the stage was brought out of modern life and into an ancient scroll of antique beauty.
They saw the Jiangnan area covered in dim rain and a beauty in white waiting for them.
They heard the clear spring tingling down green mountains in a breeze and the endless lovesickness trickling along the wriggling creek.
"Craftsman sketches the contours with pure hands, the pen turns from dark to thin, and all the love and hate that ever existed are put into the blue and white porcelain.
"I'm waiting for you, but where are you?
"I'm waiting for you in the rain of Jiangnan.
"Where are you?"
Men and women at the scene all seemed to have seen themselves holding an umbrella while waiting for the return of their true love...
The beautiful tune.
A heartbreaking love story.
Everyone was intoxicated by both.
Helplessly intoxicated.
Even when the song came to an end, no one felt like waking up from this dreamy state.
Each of them was immersed in a yearning that would last for thousands of years.
For one minute after the performance was over, the audience was caught in utter silence.
Everyone had turned into sculptures.
After the song was finished, Jiang Miaoyu heaved a sigh and came back to reality from the dreamy scenario, her eyes still a bit blank.
She felt that she had waited for a thousand years for her Mr. Right to come back.
"But where could my Mr. Right be?
"When he comes, will we overcome all the obstacles and be together for a lifetime?"
She had no idea.
Li Qingshi glanced at Jiang Miaoyu with great obsessiveness, his eyes full of tenderness.
The song "Celadon Porcelain" Fang Qiu just played seemed to have made him see that it was precisely her who waited for him thousands of years ago. And in this life, she was standing right in front of him, so how could he let her go?
As for Fang Qiu, he had already forgotten him.
A minute later, the audience burst into earth-shattering applause for Fang Qiu's unparalleled performing skills and thrilling acoustic feast!
They clapped their hands until the palms turned red hot, but no one felt any pain.
It was incredibly stunning!
The eyes of the audience stared at the tall figure on the stage with boundless esteem.
They really could not find words to describe the emotions of their experience.
All they could do was applaud.
The thunderous applause went on.
All the girls off stage blushed, applauding like mad.
Fang Qiu was pulled back to reality by the loud applause and came to his senses. He was a little overwhelmed at first, but soon smiled.
He moved into the forget-everything state once more.
In his second year in high school, he had fallen into the same state and managed to break through to the Master Realm.
He had never expected that today he would get into the state again.
His old master had once told him that when he entered the Master Realm state he should try to experience as much as he could, because he would never know when he could return.
However, due to today's circumstances, he could not spend more time exploring. However, he had hope that, after this second time, there would be a third time and a fourth time!
After bowing to the applause, Fang Qiu stepped off the stage.
When he returned to his class, his three roommates cast him a meaningful look, then, they gave him a thumbs-up while saying, "The youngest, since you just told everyone that we are all unmarried, why don’t you be a sweetheart and help us tackle our marriage problem?"
"How can I tackle it for you?"
Fang Qiu suddenly had a bad feeling.
"Well, it's simple." Sun Hao said excitedly, "With what you performed just now, you can make any girl dormitory agree to socialize with us, am I right?"
"What?!" Fang Qiu said.
"Your talent is a form of attractiveness. Your good looks attract eyes, your music talent attracts ears," Zhu Benzheng abruptly chimed in.
Sun Hao and Zhou Xiaotian put up their thumbs and said, "Exactly!"
Fang Qiu was quite embarrassed. He decided not to argue with them on this issue, otherwise, there would be no end to his troubles. Thus, he hastily changed the topic. "In a second, Jiang Miaoyu will do her show. I saw her backstage a moment ago."
As soon he mentioned Jiang Miaoyu, the three immediately let go of the socializing issue.
Zhou Xiaotian asked, "No way. This is the gala of our school. She is in the School of Acupuncture and Massage. What's she doing here?"
"You go away! What’s my Goddess Jiang doing here? She is showing support for our school gala!" Sun Hao criticized.
Zhou Xiaotian turned to Fang Qiu and asked, "Hear! Hear! The youngest, what is our campus belle Jiang going to perform?"
"Ouch! My shoulders and legs are aching!" Fang Qiu said weakly, his body froze in a partially paralyzed state.
The three roommates looked at one and other and quickly grabbed Fang Qiu's arms and legs and started to give him a massage.
But before they were done, the host announced, "Next, please welcome Jiang Miaoyu, the student representative of our fraternal school, the School of Acupuncture and Massage, as she sings the song 'Hélène'."
At these words, the three shuddered, their faces quickly turning sad and disgruntled. Then, as if there was a tacit understanding, they all threw Fang Qiu a hard punch.
"Ow!" moaned Fang Qiu.
But the three paid no attention to Fang Qiu. In unison, they held their heads up to look at the stage like three meerkats.
It wasn’t only them; all the boys were craning their necks, waiting for Jiang Miaoyu to step onto the stage.
They had no way to stay calm, for the next performer was the famous campus belle. Now that they were going to see her in real life, how could they not be thrilled?!
When Jiang Miaoyu gracefully walked onto the stage holding the microphone, she caused quite a stir in the whole audience.
In an instant, all kinds of cheers, shouts, and whistles filled the air.
"Jiang Miaoyu!"
"Jiang Miaoyu!"
Many people just got to their feet, shouted at the top of their voices while raising their arms.
When they stood up, they blocked the vision of those sitting behind them, which soon triggered a shower of accusations.
"Down in front! Sit down!"
"Where are your manners? You're blocking the vision of those behind you. Get down to your seat!"
…
Those in the front who were bashful hastened to sit down, while those who were a bit cheeky simply turned a deaf ear to the complaints.
Eventually, they incurred public wrath.
"Sit down!
"Sit down, you!"
Furious howls broke out.
Noticing that a commotion was around the corner, each class's assistant teacher in charge hurried to pull their students down to their seats and ordered them not to stand anymore.
With all the riots, the scene became quite boisterous.
Jiang Miaoyu went to the front with a smile, and all the lights focused on her.
She looked like a lotus that suddenly blossomed!
"Beautiful!
"She is overwhelmingly beautiful!"
That was what all the boys were thinking.
Including Fang Qiu.
Having reached the Master Realm, Fang Qiu's heart was as unflustered as a boulder. But at this moment, he had to admit that he felt an inexplicable throb in his heart.
Beautiful music slowly started up.
It gently breezed across everyone's heart like a waft of wind.
Jiang Miaoyu raised the microphone with her fine and slim hand and was about to sing the first line, when all of a sudden, all the lights died with a snap, and the music stopped. The entire sports ground fell into darkness.
A blackout! A fucking blackout! At this moment, everyone was angry. "It is the Mid-Autumn Festival gala!" "It is the moment that the campus belle Jiang Miaoyu was going to open her mouth and sing a song!" "But a power cut happened!" The audience remained deathly quiet for a few seconds before bursting into thunderous roars of complaints, venting their infinite rage. "Fuck! How come the power failure occurred at this moment? Do they have no compassion at all?" "My Goddess is just about to sing. The power cut really picked its timing well! " "What is the power supply bureau doing? Giving us a blackout on the 15th day of the 8th lunar month, during the Mid-autumn Festival! Don't they fear incurring the public’s wrath?" "Return my electricity! I need electricity! I want to hear Jiang Miaoyu sing!" The furious protests grew louder and louder. Hearing the violent howls of rage, the dean, who had been sitti
"Or perhaps, parting is another kind of help to you!" "Love, will be put in my heart." "Some things don't have a time limit." When Fang Qiu finished his last line, he beamed and held up a hand toward Jiang Miaoyu. Jiang got the hint and replied with a smile, then, went on singing. "Hélène, sitting by my side." "Thick longing for you, spreading along the moonlight." Her singing seamlessly followed his, while Fang Qiu's hand flute accompaniment continued to go on. "Hélène, being at your side." "Watching your smiling face, kissing the edge of your lips." "If love is a swing." "Then you're my pivot." "Without you, how do I perform" "Those forevers that you said to me." As the accompaniment faded, the fabulous singing drew to an end. The whole audience broke into thunderous applause. "So beautiful!" "The show they presented can be said to be perfect!" "They are si
The top four were as expected. And these four people's popular scores were even higher than those of several people in the "sophomore" column, and only slightly less than that in the "junior" column. Their popular scores had reached this level in less than a week. It was the first time this had happened since Jiangjing University of Chinese Medicine BBS got online. And they did not know that the boy of justice and Fang Qiu were the same person who Chen Cong wanted to duel with. And tonight, both topics had arisen directly or indirectly because of Fang Qiu. After the party, he directly went back to the dormitory with his three roommates. As soon as they returned to the dormitory, the oldest, the third oldest and the fourth oldest started to discuss which dorm's girls they wanted to socialize with. But Fang Qiu turned on his computer directly and bought a horsetail fly whisk on the Internet as well as few copper coins. A horsetail and c
Under the gaze of everyone, Fang Qiu smiled and did not refuse. He directly stretched out a hand and said, "Give it to me!" Jiang Miaoyu delivered the letter with a smile and said happily, "My task is done." Then she took the water from the other hand of Fang Qiu and said, "Thank you for the water." But when she took the water, she felt the water was cold. She could not help frowning and said, "Drinking ice water is harmful to the body in summer because people's bodies are cold inside. There is a saying: carrots in winter and gingers in summer. Drinking cold water makes people colder and colder inside. So, you shouldn’t drink this water." But Fang Qiu smiled mysteriously and said, "Give me the water." Jiang Miaoyu puzzledly handed the water back to Fang Qiu. "Could it be he is angry at her for a few caring words?" Fang Qiu took the water, clenched one hand and closed his eyes. His whole body was instantly full of internal Qi, rushing
"Come on, Chen Cong! Come on, Chen Cong!" Class Three burned with rage and cheered loudly for Chen Cong. Chen Cong now shut out his surroundings. He could only see the opponent. Even if he knew the opponent was not as good as himself, he still went all out like a goshawk fighting a rabbit. Wang Kang stepped in front of Chen Cong and found that Chen Cong still held out his hands without any movement. With a cold smile, he quickly got close to Chen Cong and directly punched Chen Cong in the face with his left fist. The punch was quick, accurate and relentless! But this was still not his deadly kill action. This punch was only on Xu Huang's level. The real deadly kill action was the round house kick from his right leg. Just when his left fist was pulling back, his right round house kick had already hit Chen Cong's head hard from the side. Chen Cong seemed not to realize. He was still motionless. Wang Kang was very happy and thought he wo
Looking at Chen Cong who was wearing a confused expression, Fang Qiu could not help heaving a sigh. In light of the strike Chen Cong just made, Fang Qiu had a general idea of his level—all he knew was some rather shallow Kung Fu, and was far from obtaining proficiency. He had not practiced the internal force, let alone the internal Qi! With his method of practice, it was possible for him to generate the internal force when he reached his fifties, but producing internal Qi was definitely beyond his reach in this life. Although he had practiced for so many years, he was actually heading in the wrong direction. What a pity! Clutching his chest, Chen Cong slowly walked up to Fang Qiu. He was not wearing the arrogant look that was characteristic of a martial man. Instead, he made a deep bow and requested. "I know you haven't revealed all your strength. But I really want to learn your real power. Please enlighten me! Could you?" Fang Qiu did not e
"At 6:50 p.m., Chen Cong came in. He stood on the rostrum as motionless as a mountain." "At 7 p.m., people started to gather. They were murmuring, hoping to see a good fight." "At 7:10 p.m., members of the Martial Arts Association arrived. A big crowd of onlookers began to kick up a fuss, yelling that those members should go onto the stage. Some who could not bear the taunting got up to challenge Chen Cong. Chen Cong told them they were not capable of winning. Those from the Martial Arts Association threatened that they would beat him to death if he kept saying that (The dialogue was my own deduction). Then, they started the fight. Chen Cong defeated all the opponents simply with one move, putting every onlooker in shock." "At 7:20 p.m., which was the agreed time for the real challenge, no one turned up. Everyone was extremely disappointed. Suddenly, someone pointed at the roof of the high rostrum and cried out in alarm. Others looked in that direction only to s
"Start-of-Term Ceremony?" "Perform with Jiang Miaoyu?" Fang Qiu gave a small scowl and asked, "How long will the rehearsal take?" Liu Feifei's eyes rounded, as though she just met Fang Qiu for the first time. She eyed him from head to toe and said unbelievably, "Seems that I need to think afresh about you. You're performing with the campus belle, but your face is saying that you don't want it, is that it?" "Well, I just want to focus on study,” said Fang Qiu in resignation. "Good boy!" Liu Feifei clapped Fang Qiu on the shoulder in fake solemnity. "There are two rehearsals. At the last one, we will go through all the shows, which shall take up a whole afternoon. As for the specific duration of your rehearsal, it depends on the cooperation between you and Jiang Miaoyu." "Since your first joint performance turned out to be flawless, I assume you won't have problems with cooperation." "Without the need of a breaking-in period, the