The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress novel Chapter 664

Chapter 664: The King of 263 Warriors, It Seems Like an Old Friend Returns! (Second Update)_2

Ye Jingxian looked at her, and her restless heart instantly calmed down.

“When is my turn to go on stage?” Bai Lian glanced at the phone lying on the table, it was already five o’clock.

“Ah,” Ye Jingxian snapped back to reality, “the hosts just went up, after they come down, you’re next. Oh right, the music, is the musician ready!”

“Don’t worry, president.” The guy sitting in front of the computer, controlling the music, looked up at Ye Jingxian and gave her an “ok” gesture.

Members of the Finance Student Council curiously came over to take a look.

The music file that Bai Lian had was simply marked with the character “Jian”. “What song is this? I’ve never heard it before.”

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“I don’t know,” said the guy controlling the music after listening to it, “but it’s not a song, it’s an instrumental piece. Bai Lian sent it over; she probably found it herself.”

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Outside, on the stage.

The two hosts dressed in a suit and evening gown were smiling and reading the opening lines, welcoming the new students to the university.

In the first row on both sides, photographers had already set up their cameras.

Nearly a thousand seats in the auditorium were filled, with people standing on the steps and in the aisles, many of them live streaming on their phones.

The guy sitting in front of Tang Ming was among those live streaming short videos.

Holding a selfie stick, he was doing self-media at Jiang University, usually live streaming meals and study sessions. Now, with 700 viewers watching online, his live stream was attracting more and more traffic after being promoted.

[I couldn’t get in, so I can only rely on the broadcaster to relay it.]

[Watching a bunch of valedictorians perform for us is really something.]

[I heard Bai Shaoqi will be there, is that true, broadcaster?]

[…]

While streaming, the guy said, “I’ve posted the program list, yes, Bai Shaoqi will be the last one. No worries, I deliberately changed my ticket to go home tomorrow morning so I can wait with everyone.”

The backstage area was small, so Kong Wei and Yu Simin didn’t stay there. Instead, they returned to the front to watch the performances. Without seats, they squeezed together with latecomers Tang Ming, Ning Xiao, and Yang Lin.

Yu Simin, seeing many people live streaming the event, said to Kong Wei, “Won’t there be any trouble?”

Kong Wei patted the back of her hand, signaling her to be at ease.

While they were talking, on the left side of the stage, the two hosts had already bowed and exited.

The stage lights went out.

The evening had just begun, and the crowd couldn’t stop moving, greeting, eating, and talking continuously.

“Shhhh—”

On the pitch-black stage, a beam of light shone down, directly illuminating the person standing in the center of the stage.

Everyone saw the girl standing in the middle, dressed in a white robe with a belt of the same color tied around her, her ink-black hair entirely bound at the back of her head with a red ribbon, a strand of which hung down her neck, shining against the white collar of her dress.

Above the stage, a huge screen displayed her figure.

Her long black eyelashes drooped, and in her right hand, she held a long spear, the tip resting on the ground.

The girl still held the spear in her right hand, lifted the end of it over her head, the spear tip spinning to her left as she took the spear with her left hand under her arm, hiding it as she continued to pass it behind her back, the spotlight flashing again.

Under the lights, she leapt into the air with the beat of the drum, her white dress billowing, the spear striking like thunder. The moment she hung in the air, captured by the camera, was like a slow-motion frame, pausing in mid-air before thrusting forward with the spear!

The music tug at the audience’s hearts, the waving long spear captivating their gaze.

It was like a prelude to a battle on the campaign field.

The sound of the zither subsided, and in the middle of the stage, the girl faced the audience and retrieved her spear. Just as the audience finally started to relax—

The final drumbeat fell, and the girl thrust the spear backward, spinning around at the same time!

The sound of slicing air arose, filled with aggressiveness.

A spear longer by an inch is stronger by an inch, this was Yan Lu’s back-thrusting spear, recently famous throughout the network; countless people had recreated it online, yet only the audience present today could feel the killing intent behind this thrust—

King of all weapons, truly deserving of the title!

In that moment, the entire auditorium fell into absolute silence.

On the big screen, the moment was frozen in time; behind her was a black backdrop, with only one beam of white spotlight above. The girl’s almond eyes were dark and profound, a strand of black hair with a red ribbon falling beside her rosy lips, quivering slightly.

As the drum sound faded, she casually retrieved the long spear, bowed slightly to the camera with a composed and serene smile, her eyes lazy yet enigmatic, exuding a wild tension, magnified on the big screen.

Behind her, the group holding phones live streaming, the barrage in the chat room paused for a moment, then started exploding with activity.

In white clothing with a cold spear, the young spirit carefree and audaciously unrestrained.

As if an old friend had returned!