Chapter 1, Marching Towards a New Journey of Victory
A few seconds passed, and Le Xiaolian's eyes lit up. She rushed to Xiao Yanfeng's side and raised her chin, saying loudly: "Hehe! Speaking of humorous poetry, I have one too!"
At the moment when the eye contact battle was at a standstill, Xiao Yan Feng suddenly shifted his gaze, a cunning glint flashing in his eyes. He smirked and gave a thumbs up, pointing to the two henchmen beside him who were holding up a large red banner. Then, he pointed at Le Xiao Lian with one hand while using the other to give a thumbs down, disdainfully indicating the ground.
More and more students gathered to watch, and a few students who were supervising the dance noticed something was amiss. Just as they were about to step into the center of the playground to interrupt this "crazy dance," they saw Shen Xuechi holding up a wooden sign, expressionless, drifting past Le Xiaolian, Xiao Yanfeng, and the surrounding onlookers. Written boldly in black water-based ink on the sign was --
What? You want to be my dance partner? Upon hearing Xiao Yan Feng's words, Le Xiao Lian felt as if she had just heard the coldest joke in history. She lifted her head and stared directly at Xiao Yan Feng, laughing three times towards the sky
What kind of scheme is this guy up to? ... However, according to the rules, girls without partners will be penalized in this competition's results ...! ... In that case, it would be better to agree first and then deal with whatever comes next!
The young man stood still against the wind for a long time, suddenly turning to look in the direction where Le Xiaolian had originally paused. The path, shaded by the green bamboo, was empty, devoid of anything.
Bastard! This is utterly disgraceful! Do you want to get us laughed to death?" Upon hearing this, Xiao Yanfeng's face turned red with shame and anger as he grabbed Ma Zi by the collar.
Xiao Yanfeng snorted lightly, as if commanding an army of thousands, gesturing with his arms towards his two followers, and magnificently made his way to the dance floor
Upon thinking of this, Le Xiaolian dared not respond and could only crawl forward with great effort towards the low bushes ahead.
Xiao Lian, if you achieve good results in this competition, I will treat you to a movie this weekend as a reward, how about that
How could this happen ... ... By the campfire, the lonely Le Xiaolian was deeply affected, her eyes drooping, and even her two braids hung weakly in front of her chest. "I invited four or five boys in a row, why did each one refuse me? Is there something strange about my smell?"
Little did anyone know, a cold glint suddenly flashed in the corner of Shen Xuechi's eye, who had been standing silently beside them. She seemed completely oblivious to the astonished gazes of Le Xiaolian and the others, and spoke with unwavering certainty.
Ah... ahahaha! I apologize! I apologize! Seeing the boy with the spiky hair shining with a cold light, a drop of cold sweat slid down Mark's neck. He quickly tugged at He Xiangxiang's sleeve with force, and a standard professional smile reflected on his face. "Dear students of the Star Alliance, the second segment of the campus autumn cultural festival—the poetry competition—is about to begin. First, let Xiangxiang introduce the competition rules to everyone..."
An impatient voice burst forth from the blue star camp, startling He Xiangxiang and Mark. They discovered that a boy with a spiky hairstyle sitting in the front row was proudly crossing his legs like an emperor, propping himself up with his hands on the ground behind him, glaring at them with a face full of impatience
"How can that be?" Le Xiaolian pouted, displaying a stubborn expression that seemed unyielding even to ten oxen. "That Xiao Yanfeng and his despicable bamboo have repeatedly set me up. I absolutely cannot allow them to continue being so arrogant! If the tiger does not show its power, they will treat me like a sick cat! I must win the next match!"
"Hahaha! Qingcaitou, whether I can jump or not, didn't you just see it?" Le Xiaolian let out a cold snort from her nose, looking disdainful.
At the summit of Dayue Mountain, amidst a fervent cheer, the first place winner of the previous tower assault, the King of the Star Alliance—Han Qiuyue, walked gracefully to the center of the playground, holding a torch, while being respectfully watched by the other three tower assault victors, and ignited a bonfire that was more than half a person tall.
Oh dear, Le Xiaolian, you really are quite unpopular, to the point that you still haven't found a dance partner! Is it that everyone is afraid of being infected by your 'foolishness'?" Xiao Yanfeng said dismissively, deliberately pausing his gaze on Le Xiaolian for two seconds, then snorted coldly, "However, you are still quite lucky today. Seeing how pitiful you are, as long as you sincerely invite me, I will agree to be your dance partner.
The boy behind the mask could not be seen clearly, yet he trembled as if afraid of contracting some bacteria, and without uttering a word, he turned and hurriedly fled.
I announce that this poem contains the key phrase 'Ascending High', and the stars have obtained a sprig of dogwood!
In September, ascending Qishan, by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty. The river reflects the autumn shadows as the wild geese take flight, I ascend the verdant peaks with a friend, carrying a pot. It is rare in this world to find a moment to smile, let chrysanthemums adorn my head as I return home.
Le Xiaolian stood dazedly in the dim shadows of the trees, quietly gazing at the handsome profile partially obscured by dark hair under the washed moonlight of the chilly autumn night, her gaze seemingly ensnared, unable to shift away.
Senior... I...
Yay! Yay! We have won! We, Deya, have defeated Xinggao! Le Xiaolian, upon hearing this result, felt as if her intense foot pain had been cast into outer space! In her ecstatic state, she hugged Shen Xuechi beside her, laughing and shouting, her two braids almost flying up to the sky!
Classmate Shen Xuechi, it's Xiao Lian! Ah! How could she be dancing with that spiky-haired guy?!" Upon seeing Le Xiaolian, Zhang Xinru, who was resting next to Shen Xuechi, exclaimed in surprise.
Hmph! This is really boring!" Xiao Yan casually tossed his hair, touched his chin with his hand, and said, "That silly girl De Ya actually let me win two rounds in a row. I thought I could have a good match with her, but I didn't expect her to be so weak! Such a competition is not worth participating in at all; it completely fails to showcase the charm of my little whirlwind! In the next round, I just need to move my fingers, and she will be out! Hahahaha!" Such a competition is not worth participating in at all; it completely fails to showcase the charm of my little whirlwind! In the next round, I just need to move my fingers, and she will be out! Hahahaha!
Wow
When his peripheral vision inadvertently swept over the green camp beside him, his leg, which had been leisurely swaying, suddenly came to a sharp halt in mid-air, and his half-closed eyes instantly widened to their fullest extent
Suddenly, a piercing scream echoed through the dance troupe
Wow!
He is doomed
Strict discipline in high school is eliminated
As the ball reaches its peak, the bonfire in the center of the playground burns more and more fiercely, occasionally emitting crisp explosions akin to firecrackers
On the ninth day of the ninth month, reminiscing about my brothers in Shandong, by Wang Wei, Tang Dynasty. Alone in a foreign land as a stranger, I miss my family even more during festive occasions. I know from afar that my brothers are climbing high, yet one person is missing among the dogwood flowers.
No
Since this is the case, I shall give you an opportunity
Ding ding dong dong—ding ding dong dong
It is not acceptable to inform Senior Han Qiuyue about my injury. Every time I meet him, I am in such a disheveled state. If this continues, my image in Senior Han Qiuyue's mind will be completely ruined
In accordance with tradition, all the boys must wear mysterious masks. Next, we will enter the first segment of the ball, where each girl will actively invite a boy to be her dance partner for the group dance
A loud voice immediately came through the phone's earpiece: "Liu, are you going to the dance later or not... Hmph, I was so infuriated by the poetry competition just now! Those two nasty girls are simply..."
On the other end, as soon as Le Xiaolian, who had barely escaped with her life, saw Xiao Yanfeng, she felt as if she were Sun Wukong trapped in a furnace, her entire body ablaze with seething anger, and her gaze towards Xiao Yanfeng grew increasingly fierce
"Fool" Shen Xuechi awkwardly tossed out two words, turned her head, and ignored Le Xiaolian, while the observant Zhang Xinru quickly "decoded" the "cipher" in Shen Xuechi's gaze
In an instant, Shen Xuechi looked at Xiao Yanfeng, while Le Xiaolian faced the sinister grin of "Jiang Sholiu" that emerged from her mind, and both of them involuntarily flashed a cold glint in their eyes, resembling a tiger eyeing its prey
Shen Xuechi struggled twice in a twisted manner, but Le Xiaolian had no intention of letting go at all. She turned her head and looked at Le Xiaolian's enlarged happy face, instinctively taken aback, while the sound of Le Xiaolian's cheerful laughter echoed in her ears. Gradually, the millennia-old ice that had solidified on her face began to melt, and a ray of joy quietly flowed in Shen Xuechi's eyes
At that moment, a sudden sound of "vroom vroom" from a vibrating mobile phone echoed.
The above outlines the rules for this visual competition. Please take a moment to prepare; in five minutes, we will begin the first round of the competition
"Wind, do you want to withdraw from the competition?" Seeing Xiao Yan's listless appearance, the crew-cut boy leaned forward with a smile and asked.
Little did she know, after she had climbed a few steps, the clear sound of the cold autumn night reached her. Following that, there was a rustling sound of footsteps.
I got it! If I'm holding everyone back, then I'll just go to the Scarlet Moon Square and perform a hula dance for three people..." Le Xiaolian said defiantly, raising her chin towards Shen Xuechi. However, Shen Xuechi had already turned around and ignored her.
damn bastard
"Don't worry about me!" Le Xiaolian suddenly realized, feeling a warmth in her heart. She smiled brightly and shook her head, saying, "You all go ahead, I will be fine!"
New-style "Douhou Dance" performance
Seeing the reaction of the crowd, Chongtian felt quite satisfied with his own intimidating presence. He lazily wiggled his toes in the air a couple of times, smiling smugly yet nonchalantly.
Xiangxiang, you probably don't know, but in last year's Double Ninth Poetry Competition, the finalists in the third round were also Deya and Xinggao! On that chilly autumn night, the two seniors, Wen Zhenhai and Xingmeng, were not only talented but also quite handsome, making the competition truly spectacular! However... could it be that Xinggao and Deya are the so-called 'fated rivals'? Hahaha...
Cough, cough! The title of the poem is "Untitled"! Original work by jsl, adapted by Xiao Yanfeng! Xiao Yanfeng snatched the microphone from Mark's hand, glanced sideways at the furious Le Xiaolian and the expressionless Shen Xuechi, and deliberately said in a serious tone, "During the Double Ninth Festival, we appreciate the autumn chrysanthemums, the elegant girls are the most active. Dressed in green, they glide across the lake, with their bellies exposed as they kick back in the front area."
At that moment, the last slow and deliberate words of the two hosts drifted far into Le Xiaolian's ears. She was taken aback, her eyes widening in surprise
Those who stand firm until the end are invincible in the world
Are we fighting or dancing with self-love
You like him, don't you
At this moment, nearly all the students on the playground stopped their dance steps, shocked by the thick clouds of smoke and swirling dust rising from the intense "battle," their faces marked with confusion as they engaged in puzzled discussions.
Hello, I am Le Xiaolian from Deya High School. May I ask you to be my dance partner
"You silly girl! You... you... you! Just a moment ago, you were completely unable to move!" Xiao Yanfeng exclaimed in disbelief
On the electronic display board to the side, a bright red light also prominently appeared under the name of Xiao Yan Feng
Throughout the entire dance piece, he would occasionally "accidentally" step on her foot, causing Le Xiaolian to cry out in pain!
A voice as cold and hard as an ice block struck forcefully on Le Xiaolian's head
Thinking of this, she could not pay attention to the sharp pain coming from her ankle, the scraped skin on her elbow, and dragging a leg as heavy as a suitcase, she limped quickly towards the direction of the woods
Uncertain of how much time had passed, he gazed into the distance with a faraway and somewhat dazed expression. He let out a gentle sigh and raised his hand to pluck the small purple daisy pinned to his school uniform jacket. Turning around, he looked up at the slender green bamboo behind him, and with the care of performing a sacred ritual, he carefully tied the daisy to the bamboo. Then, he gazed for a long time at the small daisy that trembled slightly in the night breeze, his eyes filled with deep affection as if he were looking at his only cherished treasure. Turning around, he looked up at the slender green bamboo behind him, and with the care of performing a sacred ritual, he carefully tied the daisy to the bamboo. Then, he gazed for a long time at the small daisy that trembled slightly in the night breeze, his eyes filled with deep affection as if he were looking at his only cherished treasure
I see...
Three red lights lit up consecutively below the name of Le Xiaolian
She muttered to herself, her keen gaze landing on a male student from Yanli High School dressed in an orange sports uniform
On a chilly autumn night, Chong Le Xiao Lian waved her hand and took another glance at the small daisies on the bamboo branch
Host He Xiangxiang and her new partner Mark stood beside a bamboo basket filled with green osmanthus, glancing around at the eerily silent student crowd, with the corners of their mouths twitching slightly
Thinking of this, Le Xiaolian instinctively turned her head and looked again at the small purple daisies on the nearby bamboo branch
Lose
That is also true
Le Xiaolian and Xiao Yanfeng stood face to face, one in front of the other, and exchanged a formal greeting. Then, like robots, they stiffly held hands, both wearing expressions of disgust as if they were about to vomit
Hmph! Next, it will be the era of Xiao Yan Feng! Wahahaha!
Seeing Le Xiaolian smiling foolishly while doing stretching exercises, Han Qiuyue was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly reached out to touch Le Xiaolian's forehead, "Are you really okay? Then why is your forehead swollen?"
Pain
Sigh, how wonderful it would be if I could transform into this daisy, receiving all the gazes of the senior on this cold autumn night!
A circle has been formed around the bonfire, where boys and girls with partners joyfully spin, immersed in a sea of happiness
Le Xiaolian made up her mind, took a gentle breath, and quickly walked to the "target" beside her, smiling as she lightly patted the boy on the shoulder
Little Lian! On this cold autumn night, quickly help her up, anxiously looking her up and down. "You suddenly disappeared while we were climbing the mountain. I searched everywhere for you, and later received a call from your classmate, saying that you had returned to the team... Did something happen?"
Shen Xuechi turned her head expressionlessly, not responding, yet her eyes sparkled with the light of "everything is under control"
Win
I am here
After you win the autumn cultural festival at your school, tell him in person, "I like you"...
Upon thinking of this, Xiao Yan Feng could only resentfully lower his fist. He turned his head to look at Xing Gao's camp, gesticulating wildly and shouting loudly: "Damn it... you... what are you still sitting there for?! Speak up! Quickly come up with a poem for me! Curse those arrogant, stinking frogs!"
Silence ... ... Silence ... ...
Seeing Zhang Xinru and Shen Xuechi leave one after another, Le Xiaolian let out a long sigh of relief. She raised her hands and energetically stretched her muscles, revealing a vibrant smile on her face
On the track where sweat is shed
The sound of rustling
Damn it! But recalling the anticipation of the cold autumn night and the promise made after the victory in the competition, Le Xiaolian gritted her teeth, took a deep breath, rubbed her foot that had been stepped on in frustration, straightened her body, and took Xiao Yanfeng's hand again to continue dancing
Ah ... ... it is ... ... indeed! The time has come!
Xiao Yan and his group resembled three abandoned quails, looking back to back with envy at the bustling crowd, their faces filled with confusion. When his gaze unexpectedly met Shen Xuechi, who was coldly laughing at her from within the crowd, he suddenly understood everything
The words that Shi Xun once said to herself burned like a raging fire against Le Xiaolian's cheeks, causing her face to turn as red as a piece of iron being forged
Thinking of this, she took a deep breath and furrowed her brows as she carefully scrutinized the corners of Xiao Yanfeng's mouth, which were almost arrogantly turned up to his forehead
Hmph! Then come on! I, Le Xiaolian, will absolutely not lose today!
Le Xiaolian stood in place, reluctantly watching the cold autumn night gradually fade into the background of the small forest, like a balloon releasing air from its nozzle, letting out a long sigh. It was as if she had just completed an 800-meter run, her hands hanging weakly and limply.
Ah... how boring! Just as the atmosphere at the competition site reached a fever pitch, a loud yawn echoed through the Xing Gao camp.
Le Xiaolian glanced over and murmured this, as a bright flash of lightning suddenly cut through her swollen head, which was burdened by accumulated grievances
In the tranquil woods, on a chilly autumn night, he stood beneath a graceful and upright green bamboo. The passing night breeze seemed to be enchanted by him, gently waving his long sleeves, brushing against his flowing hair, and caressing his delicate face
Le Xiaolian has already lit four red lights! If this continues, she will soon be eliminated
"Xiao Lian, perhaps it would be better if you did not attend the ball later..." Zhang Qingru advised with some concern.
Wow! Xiaoru, please be gentle!
"Idiot..." Upon witnessing Xiao Yanfeng's arrogant demeanor, Shen Xuechi and Le Xiaolian simultaneously uttered two words for the first time. When it was De Ya High School's turn, Le Xiaolian, unwilling to be outdone, raised her hand.
"Hehe, I am one of the judges of the competition. I have been watching the competition from the side just now, and you are really impressive!" Han Qiuyue, as if facing a beloved little sister, reached out and gently ruffled Le Xiaolian's hair, a smile as gentle as moonlight appearing on her face
"This is truly despicable! Jiang Sholiu, that scoundrel who has committed numerous atrocities!" In an instant, a thick, inescapable black mist surged from Le Xiaolian's head. She muttered to herself through gritted teeth as if reciting a spell, "This kind of underhanded scheme is indeed his idea! He actually used trickery to make me lose a competition... However, Jiang Sholiu, Qingcaitou, I will absolutely not be toyed with like a spinning top by you! This time, I will make sure to defeat you thoroughly! Just wait and see!"
Everyone turned in confusion towards the sound, only to see Le Xiaolian, like a bull seeing a red cloth, with eyes blazing with fury, glaring fiercely at Xiao Yanfeng
Didi ... ... Didi ... ...
Ah... ahahaha! It's nothing... nothing at all, the competition just ended, I am just... relaxing, taking a moment to unwind... hehehe...
Ah! So that's how it is! First, let Chongtian Tou win against Xiaolian twice, so he will think that Xiaolian is no match for him. With his arrogant and proud personality, he will definitely let his guard down... By the time of the third dance, Xiaolian will be able to seize the opportunity, disrupt his steps, and defeat him in one go! Xiaoxue, you are truly amazing!" Zhang Qingru's eyes sparkled as she excitedly applauded Shen Xuechi. "Xiaoxue, you are truly amazing!" Zhang Qingru's eyes sparkled as she excitedly applauded Shen Xuechi.
It is regrettable that this student has given up. Is there anyone else from Xinggao who can provide supplementary information for this student?" He Xiangxiang held the microphone, speaking while scanning the ranks of Xinggao.
But, oh no! As soon as my head went in, my body seems to be stuck! Ahhh—Le Xiaolian anxiously twisted her hips, but the bushes clung to her two legs like a monster, not budging an inch
At this moment, Shen Xuechi, who had been calmly observing from the side, finally revealed the mystery to the bewildered Zhang Qingru.
It is quite strange. Didn't Jiang Shuo Liu say that boys are not allowed to dance with Le Xiao Lian? Why is this boy still dancing with her for such a long time...
Hmph! Then you should perk up your ears and listen! The poem is titled "Ascending High on an Autumn Day," authored by Shen Xuechi. On the day of the Double Ninth Festival in autumn, the wild geese fly south over the treetops, one group lies down on the double hills, while another group leaps across the mountainside. The two groups come together to convey a message, sending the two characters b t to the stars above.
... ...
"One, two... five, seven... nine..." In the De Ya camp, Zhang Xinru was busy tallying the scores since the start of the competition. Pushing up her glasses on the bridge of her nose, she excitedly said, "Xiao Lian, Xiao Xue, we have a total of eleven cornelian cherries now! That's impressive!"
Hmph... you are quite perceptive
"Defeated." Shen Xuechi concluded coldly
As soon as Xiao Yan Feng's words fell, a frenzied burst of laughter erupted across the entire playground
Oh my! Is today the day of great misfortune for me, Le Xiaolian? Why am I so unlucky?
As the song concluded, Xiao Yan confidently strode off the dance floor, took a bottle of water from Ma Huazi, and gulped it down, wiping his lips with a lingering sense of satisfaction
Dear students, the poetry competition of this year's Autumn Cultural Festival is now commencing
Um... no... I can't, Han Qiuyue, I still have some matters to attend to, you can go ahead..." Remembering her foot injury, Le Xiaolian raised her face, which still bore a lingering blush, and smiled apologetically at Han Qiuyue
"Stinky girl, just wait to cry!" Xiao Yan casually put his hands in his pants pockets, looking at Xiao Lian with disdain, and even whistled!
At this point, Shen Xuechi turned her head. Her gaze fell upon Xiao Yanfeng, who was laughing and joking with those around him in the neighboring Xing Gao camp. A wave of icy coldness, reminiscent of Arctic ice, emanated from her, causing Le Xiaolian to shiver involuntarily. Shen Xuechi frowned and finally directed a beam of "serious warning" light waves towards Le Xiaolian
Amidst a burst of enthusiastic applause, Xiao Yan cast a sidelong glance with a hint of provocation at Shen Xuechi and Le Xiaolian, casually waving the dogwood in his hand as he leisurely returned to his seat
"Huh... it's good that nothing is wrong..." Han Qiuyue let out a long sigh on the chilly autumn night, "By the way, Xiao Lian, how did you end up here?"
The smoke of the poetry competition has gradually dissipated, and the moon has now fully risen in the sky, illuminating the night with a silvery glow
Ah, I truly apologize for accidentally stepping on your foot just now!" Xiao Yanfeng said insincerely, a smug and mischievous smile appearing at the corner of his mouth
Aowーー
Vegetable head? Is it you?
Time is up. The chaotic battle on the playground lasted for more than half a minute. Shen Xuechi calmly shifted her gaze from her watch to the host, who was standing there in a daze, unsure of what to do, and coldly reminded him.
Le Xiaolian seemed to transform into a nimble deer, skillfully switching between advancing and retreating, occasionally lifting her feet high and forcefully stepping down on Xiao Yanfeng! Meanwhile, Xiao Yanfeng was like a frenzied beast, recklessly launching continuous attacks, yet each time he was mercilessly stomped on. He bared his teeth and shook his body, struggling to maintain his balance!
Le Xiaolian took a deep breath, slightly calming her anger, and recited the entire poem with remarkable fluency
Sigh... I am so nervous
Observing the fluctuating expressions on Le Xiaolian's face, Han Qiuyue pondered for a moment. Before long, as if he had come to an understanding, a gentle and serene smile, reminiscent of the autumn morning light, appeared on his face
Just when she was in a dilemma, she suddenly felt a wave of lightness in her body! Ah, could it be an illusion? The bushes seemed to be gradually shifting! She turned her head in relief, only to see a fair and slender hand slowly parting the layers of foliage! ... She raised her head in surprise, only to meet a pair of clear and gentle eyes, like autumn waters...
Swish
Sand—sand sand sand—
Wow! Wow! Wow!
Old ... ... Boss ... ...
Wow
Hey! Wooden Girl! One second later, Xiao Yan strode through the crowd, puffed up like a furious thunder god, and ripped off the mask from his face, glaring fiercely at Shen Xuechi with raised eyebrows, "You actually dared to deceive me, the whirlwind! Do you know what the consequences of offending me will be?"
Ah, I apologize, I was careless just now!" Xiao Yan shrugged his shoulders and explained nonchalantly.
Hmph, you insolent girl, since you are so oblivious to the consequences, I will let you experience hardship once more! You wish to dance, do you? Then let us go!
Well then, if there is anything, just give me a call
"Mark, why is everyone so quiet?" He Xiangxiang asked in a low voice, somewhat anxiously, "Is it because we have encountered some problem?"
After a long while, she suddenly realized how ungraceful her current posture was. Embarrassed, she lifted her eyes to look at the cold autumn night, letting out a feeble sound like a cat with its throat squeezed.
She looked at Xiao Yanfeng, whose face was filled with a sly grin, as if awakening from a dream—no wonder no one danced with me; it turns out this was all the trickery of Jiang Sholiu
The loss of Jingzhou is a significant setback
attention
Ah... I... I just wanted to find a shortcut up the mountain, but I ended up getting lost..." Not wanting Han Qiuyue to know that she had been set up, Le Xiaolian stammered in her response, but as she looked at his concerned face, her heart began to race uneasily.
Ding ding dong dong—ding ding dong dong
Ah! This... this is a mosquito bite! Hahaha! Le Xiaolian's heart skipped a beat, and she instinctively covered the protruding part of her forehead with her hand, frantically scratching her head, which resulted in a sharp pain that made her break out in a cold sweat
In stark contrast to the tense atmosphere of "The mountain rain is about to come, and the wind fills the building," all the girls have a delicate pink daisy pinned to their chests, while the boys sport purple ones. This finally adds a touch of lightness to the determined faces.
In the blink of an eye, a sharp spark leapt out from the Deya camp, fiercely clashing with the gaze of the soaring male student in mid-air.
Ha ha ha ha! Upon seeing Le Xiaolian's adorable and innocent appearance, Han Qiuyue couldn't help but chuckle softly. His smile seemed to be infused with some kind of magic, leaving Le Xiaolian, who kept nodding, at a loss for words.
Then... we will take our leave first...
In the host's regretful announcement, the first school to be eliminated has been determined
Shen Xuechi clenched his still smoking fist, glared at Le Xiaolian, and then his peripheral vision slowly glanced down, looking at Le Xiaolian's left foot, which was swollen like a steamed bun, his gaze slightly wavering. After a while, he turned to his teammate Zhang Xinru, and expressionlessly gave an order.
Hehe! This group of fools doesn't need to be so anxious, I will help them count! They won a total of 9 matches! They are behind De Ya! ... I really didn't expect that this idiot who is at level 3 still has a little bit of knowledge, it's quite surprising ...! ... However, with me, Le Xiaolian, here, we definitely won't lose!
As soon as Xiao Yan's voice fell, a scream echoed across the playground
On a cold autumn night, it seems that Senior is there!
What?! I actually lost to those two nasty girls from Deya
Isn't withdrawing from the competition equivalent to automatic forfeiture? Liu instructed me to toughen up that reckless little girl, and I have yet to complete the task! As for the wooden girl... Hmph, he actually dared to provoke me, which is a personal grudge. I must resolve it! Let me add a bit more fun to this competition...
"What the hell! How could that foolish woman appear here? Did she crawl up from a pit... How is that possible!" Chong Tian's head was filled with shock and anger as he fixed his gaze on a girl in the De Ya camp who had two braided pigtails, muttering in disbelief.
There is no other way, I can only crawl! While the senior has not yet noticed my disheveled state on this chilly autumn night, I crawl, I crawl, I crawl and crawl!
And one by one, the red lights lit up like a chain of dominoes
As the cheerful music once again resounds, the second segment of the ball—the boys' invitation to dance—officially commences
Wow! Le Xiaolian couldn't help but let out another loud shout, attracting the dissatisfied and complaining gazes of other classmates in the dance floor...! ... and without mercy, the second red light immediately lit up!
I am sorry, I... I cannot...
Xiao Yan Feng could only see tears streaming from his eyes as he glared furiously at Le Xiao Lian, desperately shaking his sneakers that were layered with two or three black footprints, gritting his teeth and hissing as he gasped for air. In contrast, Le Xiao Lian stood beside him unscathed, curling her lips into a smug smile.
In order to divert attention from the small bump on her forehead during the chilly autumn night, Le Xiaolian quickly changed the subject
Observing the figures of Le Xiaolian and Xiao Yanfeng in their back-and-forth, Zhang Qingru softly expressed her concern: "Classmate Shen Xuechi... Xiaolian has already received seven red lights; if this continues, it will be very dangerous, and she will be eliminated..."
However, if I do not express my true feelings, I will never have the opportunity to be with my senior... It is precisely the deep affection and loyalty of someone like my senior that deeply moves me...
Shen Xuechi's hand, which was shaking the DV camera, suddenly came to a halt. A beam of cold light emerged from the small lens, directly illuminating the center of the dance floor where Xiao Yanfeng stood, a meaningful glimmer flashing in his eyes
A cold yet furious voice suddenly rang out! Le Xiaolian was taken aback, turning her head to see Shen Xuechi, who had stood up from the middle of the camp at some point, glaring fiercely at Xiao Yanfeng, her eyes flashing with a cold light, and slowly beckoning to herself with the "Rulai Divine Palm".
Upon hearing the last sentence, her fair fingers moved the phone away from her ear and decisively ended the call. The owner of the fingers held the phone tightly, pausing for a moment as if lost in thought
Wow! Wow! Wow wow wow!
Xiao Yan gritted his teeth in anger, dragging his battered feet while furiously shouting to the sky.
During the intermission, under a small camphor tree beside the playground, Zhang Qingru carefully removed the sneakers and socks that seemed almost welded to Le Xiaolian's feet, adjusted her glasses in surprise, and stared wide-eyed at the "spectacle" before her
Only Xiao Yan was skillfully shifting his legs, constantly looking for the right moment to stomp down hard on Le Xiao Lian's feet! However, Le Xiao Lian seemed as if she were drunk, her breath faint and weak, completely unable to defend herself, stumbling and exchanging feeble steps, repeatedly falling victim to the attacks!
"Can! Can!" Upon hearing this, Le Xiaolian felt as delighted as a little dog that has just heard its owner say they are going for a walk, eagerly nodding her head! A flush of red rose rapidly from her heels to the top of her head, like the red pointer of a thermometer.
Upon hearing the results announced by the host, Xiao Yanfeng's face turned red with anger as he shouted furiously. However, his voice was soon helplessly drowned out by the jubilant cheers of the De Ya students. To his surprise, Xiao Yanfeng noticed that there was one person in the De Ya camp who was not cheering, but instead stood there indifferently, shooting a gaze at him that conveyed a sense of "this enmity cannot be shared under the same sky."
Host He Xiangxiang and Mark changed into a new outfit and reappeared, their faces flushed with excitement under the glow of the roaring bonfire
... ...
Bang
Ah, classmate Xiao Yan Feng," Mark glanced at the De Ya camp and then at Xiao Yan Feng, awkwardly saying, "The poem that classmate Xiao Yan Feng just recited... um... although it contains the character for autumn, the content...
Shen Xuechi's poetry is like a ball of fire, completely igniting the super explosive package that is Xiao Yanfeng! He clenched his fists in frustration, his eyes wide open, wishing he could rush over immediately and teach that "cold-faced poker" a good lesson.
Oh? You?! Ah, I apologize... The next target seemed to have spotted a disgusting fly and quickly ran away...!
... ...
En, Le Xiaolian was momentarily taken aback, blinking her eyes in a daze
With a scream, a red light suddenly illuminated!
That boy seems to have a natural talent for dancing ... ! ... Yes, it's him!
She gazed directly into the captivating and brilliant eyes of Han Qiunye, which sparkled like the starry sky. As she mustered the courage to propose a date to him, a small purple daisy swaying on the green bamboo behind Han Qiunye suddenly caught her eye, causing her excited and fervent heart to tighten slightly
His forehead was slightly lowered, and his chestnut bangs were lifted high by the wind. A wing-shaped necklace hung from his chest, emitting a faint, melancholic silver glow under the moonlight. A drifting voice floated softly from his lips with the wind
Everyone was taken aback and turned to look in the direction of the sound, discovering that Xiao Yan Feng had stood up from the ground, raising his hand. He casually brushed off the dust from his pants and looked at the opposing Deya camp with an air of invincibility, arms crossed.
... ...
"Oh? A foolish woman can also compose poetry?" Just as Xiao Yan was about to turn and return to his camp, he halted his steps, a disdainful breath escaping from his nostrils. "De Ya wants to compare with Xing Gao? It’s still a few hundred years too early! You foolish frogs, just accept your elimination quietly and stop embarrassing yourselves!"
Le Xiaolian, immersed in beautiful daydreams, revealed a hint of a sweet smile at the corners of her mouth. Like any girl in love, a blush unmistakably crept up her cheeks. However, Le Xiaolian remained unaware, as a gentle breeze rustled the grass nearby, and the sound of footsteps quietly emerged from behind a small camphor tree, gradually moving away in the opposite direction.
I can no longer walk, what should I do about the upcoming dance competition? No matter what, I need to find a temporary infirmary and bandage my foot first! I must hold on until the very last second of the competition!
Music! Start!
Little Lian? How is it you?
Beneath the name of Xiao Yan Feng, the last red light flickered once and then suddenly illuminated! Several staff members hurried over and affixed a conspicuous "out" sign to his back
"What happened?" Xiao Yan raised his chin in extreme displeasure, squinting his eyes to cast a threatening glance at Mark. "This is a new poem by JSL Yuan Chuang. Don't you know who JSL is? He is Xing Gao, Bu Gui, the number one genius of the Star Alliance! Once he becomes the new king, do you think this host can continue to enjoy the spotlight? Moreover, the rules of the competition only state that it is poetry; isn't a humorous poem still poetry? Once he becomes the new king, do you think this host can continue to enjoy the spotlight? Moreover, the rules of the competition only state that it is poetry; isn't a humorous poem still poetry?"
A full half hour has passed, and Yuelin High School has also been eliminated, leaving only a fierce contest of "life and death" between Xinggao and Deya, with neither side able to gain a clear advantage.
The students from Xing Gao, Yue Lin, and Yan Li were laughing so hard that they doubled over, while the students from De Ya were all blushing, lowering their heads like children who had done something wrong, exchanging glances filled with anger and helplessness.
At that moment, a piercing scream that shattered the sky once again震撼了全场
Dear students! The long-awaited ball has begun
What are you so nervous about? Don't you still have me, the Star High Little Whirlwind, to protect you? Xiao Yanfeng raised his chin in annoyance and glared at the oblivious Ma Zi, saying, "Besides, I am doing this for the sake of the Flow Office!"
All those who successfully seize the opportunity to speak and are correct in the northern city can receive a sprig of dogwood. At the end of the competition, the school that receives the most dogwood will be declared the winner
Ah ah ah ah! Wooden girl! Braided hair! I will definitely not let you go!
This student, I am Le Xiaolian
Xiao Yan turned his head to look towards the other side of the crowd, a cunning smile like that of a wicked wolf appearing on his face
Five groups of students gathered around the bonfire, happily spinning with their dance partners to the music, occasionally bursting into fits of laughter that were either shy or cheerful
Dangerous actions, please do not imitate
Seeing the dejected expressions of the Deya students, Xiao Yanfeng stood there triumphantly like a proud rooster, wearing a mischievous smile as he admired the fruits of his victory
The rules of the poetry competition among the four schools are that they take turns reciting poems based on the theme 'Autumn · Ascending High'. Each school must recite a poem. Which school will be unable to continue the recitation
Hey, isn't the poetry competition supposed to wait until tomorrow morning
"Flat top, scarred face, has the matter been taken care of?" Meanwhile, on one side of the playground, Xiao Yanfeng and his two little brothers huddled together, whispering about something in a sneaky manner
Ahahaha ... ... I ... ... I will no longer hold everyone back! A stream of cold sweat the size of beans slid down Le Xiaolian's nape, and she forced a smile, awkwardly scratching her head, "However, regarding the competition rules, I, I do not ... ... "
Finally, the ultimate showdown of the ball—the freestyle dance segment has arrived
Hmm... eh?! Please... would you like to watch a movie with me?!" Le Xiaolian was taken aback, staring wide-eyed at Han Qiuyue in disbelief, her excitement erupting like flames from a volcano, making her blood feel as if it were boiling all over!
"With the first effort, one gathers momentum; with the second, it wanes; and with the third, it is exhausted"
She turned her head to look at the glaring red light beneath her name on the electronic bulletin board, feeling a wave of frustration in her heart—one must understand that each person only has ten chances to make mistakes at this dance. This red light serves as the "electronic judge" for the dance; if one steps incorrectly, a light will illuminate! Once all ten lights are lit, one must be out! Le Xiaolian turned back with a frown, but before she could adjust her steps, a cold glint flashed in Xiao Yanfeng's eyes, and a large foot once again landed firmly on her foot!
Oh my, Xiao Lian, how did your toes become so swollen? They look just like light bulbs...
The outcome was decided in half a second
Hello, I am the little whirlwind of Xinggao—Xiao Yanfeng, I am honored to dance with you
Her body involuntarily trembled slightly, her eyes widened in surprise, and her previously restless heart was suddenly tightened, like a wound-up motor, beating rapidly in her chest
It turns out...! ... I was secretly plotted against, pushed into a pit, and all of this was secretly orchestrated by Jiang Shuo Liu, the "mastermind behind the scenes"!
If the answer is incorrect, students from the same school have one opportunity to make a correction. However, if the correction is also wrong
Thinking of this, Le Xiaolian straightened her chest and fixed her piercing gaze on the large basket of dogwood placed in the center of the playground. The burning fighting spirit surged from the depths of her heart like magma erupting from a volcano
Alright, everyone has a dance partner! I must also work hard!
The girls from Deya are described very vividly! Green frogs! Hahaha!
Seeing the figure of the boy whom she avoided, Le Xiaolian stood there, unable to regain her composure for a long time
As Le Xiaolian endured the pain and continued to maneuver around Xiao Yanfeng, the whispers from the surroundings inadvertently reached her ears
... ... During the Double Ninth Festival ... ... time ... ... I apologize, I forgot ... ...
This method is as despicable as pushing me into a pit! ... Jiang Sholiu and Qingcaitou, those two bastards! ... There is probably no one in the world more shameless than them!
Mental illness
However, on the journey of fate
The lively music began to play, and the teams, originally clearly divided into four factions, gradually dispersed. The four colors intertwined, creating a vibrant painting when viewed from a distance
Absolutely correct! This student with braided hair will represent Deya High School to receive a branch of cornelian cherry! Congratulations to you!
She muttered to herself, furrowing her brow and pouting, then lowered her head to sniff her own arm
However ...! ... I have always had my own life creed—never hit a woman
Le Xiaolian struggled to lift one foot, preparing to move forward, when suddenly she tripped over a hard object beneath her. Before she could react, her entire body lost balance and she fell to the ground like a door panel.
The next match must be lost
Wooden Girl ... ... Despicable! This woman must be either mentally deranged or has injured her brain, as she is targeting me everywhere just for a trivial school badge!" Xiao Yanfeng ground his teeth, glaring at Shen Xuechi and Le Xiaolian, who were surrounded by their classmates, muttering to himself in a fit of anger and humiliation, "Hmph! We'll see about that!"
According to the competition rules, poems must not contain elements of personal attacks, and all poems starting with "Untitled" will not receive any points! Finally, I announce that the winning side of this poetry competition is - De Ya High School
On the night of the Double Ninth Festival in autumn, a few wisps of faint clouds drift across the night sky of Xinghua Province, the entire sky serene and gentle like velvet. Yet at this moment, the already overdue for slumber Daiyue Mountain is shrouded in a murmur of smoke, unable to find peace
"Fool," Xiao Yanfeng said as he raised his hand and slapped the flat-headed head as if swatting a fly. Then, he took out a black notebook from his pocket, opened a page, and in the center, three large characters were boldly written, repeated and thickened many times—Blacklist
So that's how it is! I understand now!
At this moment, a starry-eyed young man who had obtained the right to recite poetry desperately clutched his head, stammering out the first half of the poem, but could not utter another word.
This ... ...
Zhi—Zhi—Zhi—
A gust of wind swept by, and the master of the moonlight took the opportunity to spill into the grove through the gaps in the swaying treetops, landing on a handsome face and on a medical kit being held by a hand
With two deafening shouts, the curtain slowly rose on a world war
... ...
"Boss! That was truly impressive just now!" said the crew-cut man with a flattering smile, "That braided hairstyle had no defense at all!"
The four schools were locked in a fierce competition with no clear winner! Everyone was racking their brains to recall poems and verses themed around "Ascending High." To heighten the tension of the contest, the host even used a tambourine to continuously quicken the pace of the competition, leaving almost no time for contemplation by the end
The individuals listed in the first and second positions are none other than Le Xiaolian and Shen Xuechi
fool
In the noisy atmosphere, Shen Xuechi, who had no interest in dancing from the very beginning, glanced at Zhang Xinru, who had successfully invited a "masked boy" and was preparing to dance by the bonfire. Her glass-like indifferent gaze flickered for a moment before finally settling on Le Xiaolian's feet, seemingly hesitant.
Hooray!
Wow
Pitter-patter! Pitter-patter!
However, he seemed indifferent to the elegant dance of the night wind, completely immersed in a world that no one else could see or even feel, except for himself
Hearing the arrogant voice behind her, Le Xiaolian was taken aback and turned her head with wide eyes! When she saw that strikingly tall hairstyle, her brows furrowed tightly together!
Jiang Shuo Liu actually publicly insulted the girls of Deya! This is simply too much!" Watching the wildly laughing Xiao Yan Feng, whose nostrils were almost invisible, Le Xiao Lian was so furious that she was about to explode. Unable to wait for the host to announce the start of the poetry competition, she sprang up as if there were springs attached to her backside and rushed towards the center of the playground without saying a word!
Who is there
Silly girl! Are you a hunting dog? Are you checking if you have any dog food on you?
On the vast rectangular playground at the top of the mountain, a group of high school students dressed in orange, white, blue, and other sports uniforms are arranged into four distinct factions. Each person has a tense expression, as if they are soldiers about to face a fierce battle, staring intently at the enemy formation. The school flags on all sides wave vigorously in the night breeze, resembling a raging fire from a distance
Oh... do we have to think about it now? But we...
The footsteps came to a halt, and then a fair-skinned hand reached into the pocket of a pair of blue sweatpants, pulled out a mobile phone, and pressed the answer key
The boys and girls on the playground exchanged partners and began to spin romantically. However, the only pair that remained inseparable from the very beginning—Yue Xiaolian and Xiao Yanfeng—stood face to face in the center of the playground, glaring at each other.
Wow
No. Mark leaned closer and replied softly, "This is your first time hosting, so you may not understand. The outcome of the campus autumn cultural festival directly affects the points that students earn for participating in the Gonta! Therefore, the four schools compete fiercely every year! After all, having the qualification for Gonta is the first step towards becoming 'One King and Three Champions'"
"Rest assured, boss, the word has already been put out there." The crew cut lowered his voice and replied confidently, "I heard it means Jiang Shuo's intention; who would dare to defy the order?"
After a muffled sound, a wisp of green smoke rose from the green camp of Deya High School. The students curiously turned their gazes towards the source of the sound, only to see Le Xiaolian covering the small bump on her head with both hands, pouting in defiance, yet not daring to say anything more.
Le Xiaolian did not dare to hesitate and quickly ran over obediently, while Shen Xuechi gently leaned in close to her ear...
Yes. On a chilly autumn night, she smiled and nodded, "A new movie will be released this weekend. I wonder if I will have the honor of inviting the diligent and brave Miss Le Xiaolian to accompany me?"
Hee hee... everything is as expected, Xiao Yan Feng couldn't help but chuckle.
Upon hearing the apology, Le Xiaolian could only resign herself to her misfortune
The crowd, accustomed to the usual sights, turned their gazes, but this time, they witnessed a scene that was quite different from the one just moments ago
Beautiful lady, would you do me the honor of dancing?
You speak
Ah, I am sorry, I do not wish to jump
I ... ...
On a chilly autumn night, in front of my senior, I seem to not even know how to breathe! I wonder what the outcome would be if I confessed to him!
Visitors, please keep your distance to avoid harm
Well... however, this time Le Xiaolian's dance steps were absolutely flawless! Xiao Yanfeng's performance was simply a complete mess!
Eh? ... ! The competition rules. ... ... ! Has it been announced? ! I'm doomed, I was just focused on cursing that bastard Jiang Sholiu and Qingcaitou, and I actually didn't hear the host explain the competition rules
Ahahaha! Today, please call me the invincible Le Xiaolian! Le Xiaolian proudly gave Zhang Xinru a thumbs up, his mouth curved into a smile, his white teeth shining with confidence in the moonlight
At this moment, a pair of newly joined partners in the dance group attracted the attention of all the students
A round bright moon gradually ascended to the zenith, its clear and beautiful light joyfully casting a shimmering halo around everything in the vicinity
In the battlefield filled with the sound of drums and shouts
By the way, Senior Hanqi, our Deya High School just won the poetry competition! I won quite a few osmanthus flowers!
Hehe, would you please dance with me
Only courage determines victory or defeat
Come here
Le Xiaolian was taken aback, turning her head to the right, and discovered that Shen Xuechi, who was sitting beside her, was staring wide-eyed, still fuming and warning her with a glance
Do not allow defeat
Do I lack confidence in you?" Le Xiaolian wrinkled her nose, disdainfully snorted twice, and her mind began to race like a motor.
Even angels might only possess the outstanding appearance of Senior Han Qiuyue, right? ... Not only in looks, but in talent and popularity, Senior can be considered perfect ...
"Jiang Shuo Liu, this doesn't seem like you..."
Le Xiaolian, you need to work hard! You must achieve victory in this competition to prove yourself! Only then will you have enough courage to confess to Senior Han Qiuyue!" Thinking of this, Le Xiaolian tried her best to control her chaotic heartbeat, secretly clenching her fists to encourage herself. However, just as she was about to leave, she was astonished to find that after the recent "long journey," her feet were already in so much pain that they could no longer support her body.
Ha! Ha! Ha!
"However, boss, is it really okay to do this?" Mazi asked cautiously, with a slight frown of concern, "If Jiang Sholiu finds out, will it be detrimental to us..."
The genius among geniuses—Jiang Shuo, orchestrating strategies! A decisive battle spanning a thousand miles!
Hmph ...! ... It doesn't matter! Tonight, I will definitely charge forward bravely, sweeping all before me, and let that despicable person Jiang Shaoliu see what I am capable of ...! Moreover ... ... ... participating in this competition is an opportunity that Senior Han Qiuyue has worked hard to secure for me ...! ... No matter what, I cannot let him down!
Le Xiaolian lay on the ground like a squashed frog, turning her head in indignation to glare at the culprit that had tripped her—a tree root, feeling like crying but with no tears. Suddenly, she caught a glimpse from the corner of her eye; through the sparse trees, she saw a tall figure standing quietly in the distance
Bang bang bang—boom—
Deya is a pig! Mazi blushed and suddenly straightened his neck to shout.
Le Xiaolian, you probably lack confidence and do not dare to invite me, Xing Gao Xiaoxuanfeng, to be your dance partner
Damn girl... then go ahead and bring it on!
Xinghua City · Summit of Daiyue Mountain
On a chilly autumn night, Han Qiuyue stared in astonishment at Le Xiaolian, his handsome, angelic face illuminated by the soft white moonlight, casting a faint halo around him, while a pleasant fragrance still lingered around him. Le Xiaolian tilted her head, gazing at him in a daze, feeling as if she were about to melt.
The students in the Xinggao camp eagerly raised their hands high! However, sitting at the very front of the line, Xiao Yanfeng took the lead once again! He boldly snatched the microphone, cleared his throat, and began reciting with a head bobbing and swaying like a singing duck.
It seems that once a person develops feelings for someone else, they become a coward
This is terrible, I have been discovered by Senior Han Qiuyue! He wouldn't think that I am stalking him, would he? Am I a voyeur?
Shen Xuechi looked expressionlessly at the chaotic Xiao Yanfeng on the playground, coldly curling the corners of her mouth upward
In a small grove beside the summit of Daiyue Mountain, glimmers of silver light dance between the gaps of the leaves, resembling distant stars that have fallen from the sky.
Just as Le Xiaolian was lost in thought, Mark's words suddenly brought her back to reality! Ding—Ding—
A few seconds later, there was no response from Xinggao's camp, while a wave of excitement and anticipation surged through the camp of Deyagao High School
Ah... ahahaha! After a long while, she finally smiled awkwardly, retracting her hand that was suspended in mid-air. She wiped the cold sweat from her palm on her clothes and comforted herself by saying, "He probably already has a dance partner, right? But that's okay, I can go invite someone else!"
Wow
Then, the following is about Yuelin High School...
It was that bastard who did all this with the cabbage! Le Xiaolian was so angry that smoke was practically coming out of her nostrils
Ah! I understand!
By the way... On the day of the Double Ninth Festival, chrysanthemums symbolize admiration between male and female students in the Star Alliance, much like roses, right? And when the senior ties his chrysanthemum here on a chilly autumn night, it indicates that at this moment, he does not wish to give his chrysanthemum to anyone... After all, he has someone he has secretly liked all along...
Ahahaha! I can hardly wait to start dancing!
Ah... So you have been watching the competition all along, senior? The praise on this chilly autumn night is like a rejuvenating elixir, instantly revitalizing Le Xiaolian, filling her with fighting spirit. Her face flushed, she firmly patted her chest and said, "But don't worry, I will definitely give it my all later! After all, this is the opportunity you have fought for me, and I won't let you down! However, if I win this competition, can I... can I..."
The despicable wooden woman actually dares to insult us, the esteemed individuals of Xinggao, as perverts
After Zhang Xinru finished speaking, she hesitated for a moment before walking into the crowd with her dance partner. Shen Xuechi turned her head, crossing over the boys waiting nearby with a queen-like demeanor, allowing them to chase after her desperately from behind
Green vegetable head! You shall die!
Alas... it hurts so much! Jiang Shuo Liu! Hmph?! What kind of high-ranking king is that? It's nothing but trash! Le Xiaolian, dragging her injured leg alone, stumbled forward amidst the noisy chirping of autumn cicadas, grimacing in pain while expressing her frustration.
Wow! This year is the bonfire dance! How wonderful! The senior in the chilly autumn night is simply mesmerizing!
Suddenly, it felt as if a large basin of cold water had poured down from the sky, and Le Xiaolian felt a chill run from the top of his head to the soles of his feet, his smile freezing at the corners of his mouth. Unwilling to accept this, he turned to look at Shen Xuechi, who was expressionlessly devouring chocolate cookies nearby, only to find Shen Xuechi staring blankly in another direction. Following Shen Xuechi's icy gaze, Le Xiaolian saw Xiao Yanfeng, hands on hips, busily directing two subordinates to count the cornelian cherries.
Crackling!
This guy is clearly doing it on purpose! He intentionally stepped on my foot, making me dance the wrong steps!
"Xiao Lian, Xiao Xue means, does your foot injury still hurt... I think it would be better if I stayed to take care of you!"
"Step aside! In any case, the osmanthus is mine!" Xiao Yanfeng pushed Mark aside and strode out of the camp, taking a sprig of osmanthus from the bamboo basket. He then turned his head and proudly waved it towards Le Xiaolian and Shen Xuechi.
He Xiangxiang and Mark finally came to their senses and announced loudly
Hahaha! It seems that heaven is still on the side of justice! ... It is now 13:15, and there are five minutes left until the match ends! ... ... Yay! Victory is assured!
"Xiao Lian, the social dance party should be starting soon, let's go back together"
Hmph! Le Xiaolian raised her chin defiantly, glaring back at him with a pained expression filled with anger. "This is what is called an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth! The first rule of De Ya is no joke, hmph! No other girl will be willing to dance with you tonight! However, I see you are pitiful, and as long as you are willing to invite me, I might consider being your dance partner!"
Damn it! Le Xiaolian! I, Xing Gao Xiaoxuanfeng, will definitely not let you off today!
You little girl! Xiao Yanfeng was provoked by Le Xiaolian's mockery, his hair stood up stiffly like a hedgehog! However, he quickly calmed down, raised his eyebrows, and leisurely crossed his arms.
Hehehehe... you little brats, get ready for a good show ahead!
Ah... I understand now. Zhang Xinru, under the gaze of Shen Xuechi, broke into a cold sweat and nodded nervously, but her anxiety rendered her speech incoherent
Suddenly, an arrogant voice echoed in the Xinggao camp
Le Xiaolian tightly embraced a handful of osmanthus, secretly cheering loudly in her heart
Alas! Who is it?
Hahaha! Is this a poem written by jsl?
Bang
Strangely, this time the screams coming from the playground were, without exception, all the voice of Le Xiaolian!