She was still wearing a formal suit, facing a group of stunned Huaxing Art School students, she took the microphone from Fu Xi's hand and put it to her lips, "Hi, happy party."
"I am back."
The spotlight shone on her face, revealing her perfect facial features, and her bright smile moved everyone's heartbeat.
"what?"
"Ahhhhhhhh!"
After a brief silence, the burst of screams almost burst people's eardrums.
Countless girls stood up excitedly, ignoring the people around them, and rushed towards the stage.
"Sorry, I'm late." Si Huang said in a low voice, pushing back her messy hair, and unbuttoning her suit jacket with one hand.
"It's not too late! It's not too late!" Bi Xiaotuo, who was in charge of hosting on the stage, came back to his senses, his voice was so excited that he could cry, "It's better than anything else!"
If she hadn't been sane enough to tell her her responsibility as the host, maybe she couldn't help but rush towards Sihuang.
"It's not too late! It's not too late at all!"
"Your Majesty, I knew you would definitely come!"
"As long as His Majesty is here, I'm willing to wait as long as I want!"
The students who gathered around the stage also shouted loudly.
Si Huang had already taken off his suit jacket and threw it down the stage, which immediately triggered a wave of scrambling.
The atmosphere of the New Year's Day party was easily brought to the climax by her.
"It's 11:50 p.m., 10 minutes before 12:00, would you like to give me the last 10 minutes?" Si Huang shouted.
A unified shout sounded: "Yes!"
Si Huang smiled, pulled out the shirt that was tucked into the waistband of her trousers, pulled off the tie, unbuttoned a few collar buttons, and said to the backstage: "Help me put (Joe Beard) Joe Beard's Baby!"
Lu Ningning immediately typed on the notebook, and clicked to play with his fingers.
"Boom boom boom boom—"
The prelude that shocked the eardrums sounded violently.
Both Fu Xi and Bi Xiaotuo left the stage voluntarily, and handed over the stage for the last ten minutes to Si Huang.
At this time, Sihuang had already taken off her leather shoes, and folded the legs of her straight suit trousers.
Messy hair, casual clothes, presumptuous eyes, dazzling smile, everything is so shocking.
"The girl,—
I know that you love me. "
The arrogant lyrics sang from her mouth.
The pure accent of country M, the gorgeous voice, the sensuality that cannot be described in words, the magnetism entangles everyone's mind like silk.
"Loveyou!" The girls in the audience didn't feel shy at all, but quickly responded in unison.
What made them even more excited was that Sihuang danced on the stage, a mechanical dance with a clear rhythm, the joints of the limbs paused according to the rhythm, the beautiful face showed no expression, but the eyes were full of emotion.
"My baby, don't be shy,
Tells me, whatyouthoughttheartisI—”
When the climax came, Sihuang bent over and fell to the ground amidst screams, and flipped back again, pointing at everyone in front of her with one hand, her expression suddenly rich, and a yuppie insolent smile appeared.
"Ah-Isyou! Isyou! Isyou!"
Amidst the sound waves, Sihuang raised her voice—
"Hey, baby,
Mybabybaby—”
At this moment, she, who was illuminated by the lights, completely lost her usual calmness and elegance, and looked more like a singer than a serious singer.
Her singing voice is charming, and the most important thing is that her live performance is really good, which naturally drives the atmosphere of the audience.
She blended into the singing and became the singer of the soul, releasing the young soul and passion. She sang and danced vigorously, radiating light and heat to her heart's content, forming an infinite charm that is heart-pounding and admirable.
In the light, you can see the sweat flying off her hair when she dances, and you can see her staring ahead, with gentle and passionate eyes, calling you: "Hey, baby, Mybaby—"
The girls screamed hoarsely and refused to stop, and the boys also stood up and shouted. Qin Fan, who was standing alone, held a slowly burning cigarette between his fingers, and stared deeply at the people on the stage.
This was something he had never seen before.
Lively, enthusiastic, young, sincere... infinitely beautiful.
This kind of her seems to belong to the stage by nature, to be looked up by people, and to be pursued crazily.
Charming voice.
charming eyes.
charming look.
She exudes a magical power that makes people obsessed.
Qin Fan was awakened by the tingling pain from his finger, threw the cigarette butt that had burned to his finger on the ground, and crushed it into the soil with his foot.
He pursed his lips tightly, stopped looking at Sihuang, and lowered his eyes, wondering what he was thinking.
When the bell rang at 12 o'clock, everyone still hadn't recovered.
That night, how many girls from Huaxing Art School burst into laughter, because the male god in their hearts rushed back to participate in the New Year's Eve party for themselves, sang and danced for themselves, and called their babies. How many girls let go and cried, shouting loudly: "Your Majesty, please stay here? Don't go to Jinghua University, please?"
"Your Majesty, I will definitely study hard, I will be your knight for the rest of my life, and I will be admitted to your company!"
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"
Whether happy or sad, this evening will be a memory they will never forget.
At this time, Bi Xiaotuo and Fu Xi once again assumed the responsibility of the host, and they went on stage together. Bi Xiaotuo's eyes were red, but he grinned and said, "Why are you crying? It's not that you won't see Your Majesty anymore. Don't forget that the first three episodes of "Red Moon" haven't been filmed yet, and Your Majesty will still be spending time in H City." Winter vacation. It will definitely appear on TV and online in the future, so we can still pay attention to His Majesty!"
"Tsk tsk, to be honest, I'm going to be jealous. I'm pretty handsome too. Why do you just patronize Sihuang?" As soon as Fu Xi's words came out, the female students who were still crying immediately sprayed him in unison, feeling disappointed The sad mood also faded by half, "Hahaha, when Sihuang is gone, I will be able to compete to be the most handsome Huaxing. See how excited you are~ Be sure to support me!"
"It's just you? Forget it." There was no need for the girls to spray, Bi Xiaotuo on the stage had already sprayed, "Okay, when the clock strikes 12 o'clock, this year's Huaxing Art School's New Year's Day party is officially over. Don't just think about His Majesty, but also applaud and thank the other performers for their support!"
There was a burst of warm applause, and the men and women who had performed before came to the stage one after another, and Zhang Nianmeng, who was working in the background, also joined them.
"%￥—" The electronic guitar sounded.
The familiar cheerful beat is the school song of Huaxing Art School, and the lyrics and music are all from Huaxing Art School.
Everyone turned their heads to look, and saw that the person sitting on the musician's seat and playing the guitar was Si Huang.
She noticed that everyone was looking at her, raised the corners of her mouth, and said warmly to the microphone in front of her: "Let's sing together...lababalababa~ The morning light blurred my eyes, and I felt like a nerve, acting all the time, life is like a scene Game, aaaa~ Let go of your body and mind, break the deadlock... "
This is a song whose lyrics are a bit deviant, but easy to understand and easy to sing and remember, which fits the mentality of people of this age.
All the students in the school sang in unison, and the sound spread far and far away, flying high and high just like their current mood.
Time passed by every minute and every second, and finally Sihuang was in charge of playing and played a supporting role for them. However, in everyone's eyes and hearts, she was definitely the number one protagonist.
In the end, Bi Xiaotuo's shout reached everyone's ears.
"I want to announce here—today, the Huaxing Art School's New Year's Eve party ended perfectly!"
"Goodbye, classmates, see you next year, classmates!"
"Students, Happy New Year!"
This time, no matter how the students shouted to stay, Si Huang never appeared again, because she knew that her momentary soft-heartedness would only make these students suffer from the cold in the middle of the winter night and refused to go home.
In the end, most of the people really left the playground under Zhang Nianmeng's hard and soft tactics.
At this time, Sihuang was leaning against a wall, using his mobile phone to send a message to Yuxi, Director Liu, and Grandma Yu, telling them that he had arrived in City H safely.
Just after sending the message, a hand suddenly grabbed her arm, "Take you to a place."
Si Huang moved his wrist.
The other party glanced at her, and after confirming that she would keep up, he let go of his hand.
The two boarded the helicopter again.
Si Huang asked: "Where are you going?"
Only when Qin Fan noticed that she was wearing a cotton shirt. When she threw out the suit jacket, it was looted by countless girls and they couldn't get it back. However, Qin Fan himself didn't wear much clothes. He only wore long sleeves in winter, so he didn't have a chance to take off his clothes and let the other party dress thoughtfully.
What's more, with this child's troublesome temper, he may not even wear it if he is given it. He thought in his heart, seeing that Sihuang kept his face ruddy even though he wore little clothes, he didn't mean to be frozen, which showed that he had a good physique.
"Are you aware of your shortcomings regarding being hijacked a few days ago?" Qin Fan asked.
Si Huang's eyes moved, and she raised her head to look directly at Qin Fan.
The other party turned around and rummaged through the boxes stacked behind her, then handed her a black metal object.
With a familiar appearance, people can recognize it as a robbery at a glance.
Si Huang took it. It's a real gun!
Qin Fan understood what she saw when he saw her expression, and said bluntly: "Kong has potential but no strength, is not good at firearms, has poor jungle combat ability, poor concealment ability, poor fighting, poor sneak attack, and poor quality in all aspects. .”
Si Huang didn't say a word, and he didn't feel any annoyance at being so belittled, because the man in front of him did have the strength and capital to say this.
"However," Qin Fan's words changed, his eyes became gentler, "As a recruit, you are already better than most of them."
"Now, tell me, interested in traditional military training?"
"Yes." Si Huang finally said, "But I still don't plan to join the army, and I will not give up filming "Red Moon" while receiving training."
Qin Fanhu frowned, "Still saying such capricious words."
Si Huang lowered her head and fiddled with the gun in her hand.
"Once you make a decision, you can't go back on it." Five seconds later, Qin Fan's voice sounded again.
The corner of Si Huang's mouth curled up, and he raised his head with a smile.
This expression made Qin Fan understand that the bad boy had already guessed his answer, but he was still a little excited that she finally showed her face to him these days, but the expression on her face was even colder, "When the time comes, even if you If you can't stand the pain, and cry and beg me to let you go, I will not soften my heart, and I will finish the training with blood and tears."
"Don't worry." Si Huang raised his hand and pointed the gun at Qin Fan, "I will only outperform blue and beat you, and then beat you to the ground."
Qin Fan smiled instead of anger, "If you have ambition, I will wait."
The conflict between the two a few days ago naturally dissipated, and the way of getting along seemed to return to the past, and there seemed to be some differences.
The helicopter stopped at the rooftop airport of a club built in the mountains.
Introduced by Qin Fan, Si Huang knew that this club specialized in mountaineering, shooting, archery and fighting training, and the deep forest behind it was occasionally open for members to play guerrilla gun warfare. Of course, the guns are all fake when playing the game.
In the middle of the night, there were not many people in the club. With a card in his hand, Qin Fan went anywhere and finally arrived at the shooting range.
Qin Fan turned on the light, then chose a position, casually took the training pistol on the stage in his hand, and pointed it forward.
"Bang bang bang bang—"
Five shots in a row, the guns hit the bullseye.
After finishing these, he looked sideways at Sihuang, "Do you have great confidence in yourself?"
"What do you mean?" Si Huang asked.
Qin Fan: "Not to mention beating me in fighting, how long do you think it will take you to surpass me in shooting?"
"If you don't hide your secrets," Sihuang said, "it will be soon."
Exactly how fast, but there is no clear answer.
Qin Fan thought cunningly in his heart, but he was very satisfied with Si Huang's self-confidence.
He stretched out his hand and motioned for Si Huang to give him the real gun that was still in his hand.
Si Huang handed it over.
I saw Qin Fan flying his hands. Before he could see clearly, a May 4th pistol turned into a pile of parts.
This... not more than 3 seconds, right? As soon as Si Huang's thoughts came to mind, Qin Fan started again, faster than when disassembling, and reassembled the pistol again.
"See clearly?" Qin Fan asked.
Si Huang said honestly: "No."
The corner of Qin Fan's mouth curled slightly, and he disassembled it again. This time, he controlled the speed of his hand and tried to slow down as much as possible. It took about 6 seconds to disassemble the pistol into parts.
"What about this time?"
"Ok."
"remember?"
"remember."
Qin Fan nodded, assembled the pistol again at a slow speed for him, and handed it to Si Huang.
Si Huang stared at the pistol for a few seconds before slowly trying to dismantle it by herself.
Qin Fan taught from the side: "Don't pursue speed for the first time. The important thing is to find the right feeling and the right sequence. As long as it goes smoothly, the disassembly can be successful."
Si Huang didn't speak, but focused on it, and it took about ten seconds to successfully disassemble a table of pistol parts.
"Well done!" Qin Fan praised.
Immediately, Si Huang felt that a big palm had violated the top of her head again. She took a step back and opened Qin Fan's thief hand with a "slap".
Qin Fan met her cold eyes, neither embarrassed nor angry, "Now put it back together."
"Don't touch my head again." Si Huang said, and went to assemble the gun.
Her memory was strengthened when she disassembled it before, and the assembly was faster than the disassembly, and there was no mistake at all.
"It took 11 seconds to disassemble and 9 seconds to assemble, comparable to ordinary soldiers." Qin Fan commented.
Si Huang remained calm, neither proud nor inferior, and continued to play with the gun in his hand.
Qin Fan looked at her fingers. The slender white and slender fingers contrasted sharply with the black metal gun body. For some reason, he seemed to be stabbed in the heart, and felt an itchy urge to hold the other's fingers.
This impulsiveness was quickly crushed by Qin Fan in the deep sea of reason, and he continued to say to Si Huang: "If you can increase the speed to 5 seconds to complete within half a month, I will promise you one thing."
Sihuang's eyes flickered, "How long did it take you to upgrade to 5 seconds?"
Qin Fan was amused, thought for a while and replied, "Ten days."
"Then I will be within ten days." Si Huang said.
"My situation is special, and my physique is different from that of ordinary people." Qin Fan said cryptically.
Si Huangxin said: Is my physique an ordinary person? On the surface, the corners of his lips curled up, "It's more interesting to break your record with the physique of an ordinary person."
Seeing her like this, Qin Fan didn't say much, and didn't tell her that it took him ten days to increase the speed of disassembling and assembling firearms to within 5 seconds when he was 7 years old.
"If you are so confident, why not think about what you want me to do after you succeed."
Si Huang looked at him inquiringly. She didn't mention anything to help, but what did he mean by repeatedly mentioning it
"What Dou Wenqing can do, I can do."
Si Huang's heart skipped a beat, and when she met the man's deep gaze, there was no room for anyone to escape.
"Compared with Dou Wenqing, who do you think is more credible?"
Si Huang didn't think about it for long, and said frankly: "You."
Qin Fan's stern face softened, "Then tell me, what do you want from Dou Wenqing?" Before Si Huang could answer, he continued, "There are better and safer options, why take the risk."
Indeed, it is clear that Qin Fan is safer than Dou Wenqing, and using him to accomplish what you want is more convenient than using Dou Wenqing, why have you never thought about him
Si Huang's mind flashed.
use!
She didn't want to use Qin Fan.
The reason is as simple as that.
Si Huang stopped her thoughts, raised her head and looked at Qin Fan as if she didn't give up until she got an answer, rolled her eyes, and said, "Because Dou Wenqing won't ask me why."
"You think this is a good thing?" Qin Fan's eyes were filled with anger.
"Whether it's a good thing or not, I believe he will promise me this."
"You'd rather trust someone you've only met once than trust me?"
Qin Fan pursed his lips tightly and silently clenched his fists, feeling extremely anxious. He thought: Bad boy is so troublesome! If it wasn't for him, if it wasn't for him... how could there be so much nonsense, just beat him up!
The man's aura exuded, making the atmosphere tense again.
Under his pressure, Si Huang looked inexplicably, stared at him for several seconds, and suddenly said: "You are right, I will complete the task of dismantling and assembling the firearm within ten days, and then I will let you help me .”
What
Qin Fan was stunned, and his impatience and anger were poured down by a basin of water.
"you… "
He looked puzzled, but Si Huang was indifferent, "Don't say you can't do it then."
Qin Fan didn't speak, but his expression clearly and silently refuted her words.
Tonight, the two also spent the night in this hilltop club. The room in the club is not bad, the private bathroom is the point.
Just before dawn in the morning, Sihuang was woken up by knocking on the door. Fortunately, her biological clock is quite early, otherwise it would be really bad to be woken up early in the morning.
She washed up briefly, put on her clothes and went to open the door, and saw Qin Fan standing at the door in a training suit.
"Go in and change." Qin Fan handed her the clothes in his hand, paused and said, "New ones, no one has worn them."
The tone of the latter sentence was obviously a little impatient, probably because she thought her little problem was troublesome.
Si Huang raised her eyebrows, didn't explain anything, took the training clothes and closed the door by the way.
A few minutes later, she opened the door again and came out. She was wearing a dark blue near-black training suit that was resistant to dirt, wear, breathable and sweat-wicking. Wet, half-closed eyes lazily, squinting at Qin Fan, "What?"
Qin Fan came back to his senses, "The military uniform will suit you very well."
Si Huang raised her eyebrows, stood up straight, her eyes were fully open, brighter than the morning light, she made a formal military salute to Qin Fan, and said loudly and seriously, "Report to the instructor, I think so too."
Qin Fan was startled, and a smile flashed across his face, "Young poor, you will cry then." However, he didn't realize that his tone was not intimidating at all, it was as gentle as an older brother jokingly intimidating his younger brother.
Si Huang put down his hand, "Let the horse come here."
As a result, Qin Fanzhen didn't release any water at all, and led Sihuang into the mountains, and ran over mountains and mountains for more than two hours. Even though Sihuang had extraordinary physique, he was sweated all over his body, and his physical energy was exhausted.
She looked up at Qin Fan, and found that the other party didn't even sweat. She knew that it was not only due to Qin Fan's good physical strength, but also because the other party was good at running in the jungle, just like walking on a normal road, easily dodging the obstacles of branches and uneven road sections, unlike Si Huang who had to spend energy to pay attention to these.
"We're going down the road soon." Qin Fan said, "Don't stop, walk slowly."
Si Huang gritted her teeth and followed step by step.
When Qin Fan talked about Malu, she felt her legs start to tremble, and Wubao's caring voice sounded in her mind, asking her if she needed to use Little Pink to restore her physical strength.
Si Huang resolutely refused, she made up her mind to cherish her body in this life, but it doesn't mean that she can't even endure some hardships that must be endured. Since she agreed to accept Qin Fan's training, she was already prepared to suffer.
Qin Fan entered a seemingly uninhabited cement house at the place where the forest and the road meet, and drove a motorcycle out of it.
A helmet and a bag were thrown to Sihuang.
The latter caught it quickly.
Qin Fan only wore a pair of dustproof goggles, "Come on, no one can have breakfast on this section of the road, and put on the helmet when you enter the city."
Holding the helmet in one hand and the bag in the other, Sihuang raised her legs and sat on the back seat of the motorcycle without hesitation.
"Sit still?"
"Ok."
There was a buzzing sound, and the motorcycle ran out.
Qin Fan didn't drive fast at first, and the man's tall body blocked most of the wind.
After a little thought, Si Huang understood why he did this, and opened the clinker bag, which contained bread and milk.
With such a large amount of exercise in the morning, Si Huang, who was already hungry and empty, began to eat unceremoniously. When he was about half full, Qin Fan asked in front, "Have you finished eating?"
"No." Si Huang said bluntly.
"Tsk." Qin Fan stretched out a hand to her, "give me one."
Si Huang was startled, then smiled narrowly, "So you know you're hungry."
"Brother is also human." Qin Fan's tone was flat, as if Si Huang had said something idiotic.
Si Huang continued to eat her own food and ignored him.
"Be obedient... Gulu."
"Pfft." Hearing the sound of the other party swallowing saliva, Si Huang couldn't help laughing.
Not only did she not give it to Qin Fan, but she also took out the milk and drank it with a straw.
Qin Fan stopped talking, and even withdrew his hands.
When Si Huang thought he had given up, the body of the motorcycle suddenly shook, followed by not only accelerating but also violently bumping.
"Pfft, cough cough—" Si Huang was shaken like this, choked a mouthful of milk deep into her throat, and shouted angrily, "What are you crazy about?" Instead of walking on a good road, walk on a dirt road with potholes.
Qin Fan said coldly, "You just think I'm crazy."
"Go back to the road!" Sihuang's legs hadn't recovered yet, but they were sore and numb from being bumped up and down, and his buttocks were bumped up and down, and there was no relay in his hands.
Qin Fan smiled and said, "Sit still, I won't come back to pick you up if you fall."
Si Huang said coldly: "For a bite to eat, what are you doing? You are already old."
Qin Fan was colder than her: "Too much."
"Damn it." Si Huang was suddenly thrown ten centimeters away from the seat, almost flying out. She reached out and grabbed Qin Fan's collar tightly, "Believe it or not, I will pull you out together."
"Just try if you're not afraid of pain." Qin Fan was very calm.
A fierce light flashed in Sihuang's eyes, and the hand holding his back collar turned to grab his shoulders, using his body to borrow strength, suddenly raised his legs and wrapped them around his waist, and then pinched and twisted hard...
"Huh?" Qin Fan snorted, and then he remained motionless except for the shaking of the car.
How strong is this man!
Si Huang was discouraged.
"Heh." Qin Fan sneered when he understood her intention.
The motorcycle was still running on the bumpy road, and the bumps continued.
A tractor was driving on the road. The driver was a young man, and a child was sitting beside him. The young man was staring at them in astonishment.
He was so excited that he couldn't control himself, and when he suddenly found something, his whole body shook, and he stretched out his finger to point at Sihuang: "You, you, you, you are not that and that..." But before he finished speaking, he came without seeing what happened to Luke letting go of the steering wheel up.
The head of the tractor was tilted to one side. Accompanied by the screaming of the child, the young man finally came back to his senses and hurriedly corrected it. Fortunately, no tragedy happened.
After the young man stopped the car, he went to look for the figures of Si Huang and the other two, and found that they had disappeared.
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So what, it’s inevitable that everyone will go to Du Niang again, and I would like to reiterate that the scripts and some lyrics of the songs that appear in the male god are all original by Ershui, and you can’t find them in Du Niang, okay! It would be great if everyone saw it and felt it, hehe! Of course, in reality, many of these types of songs are very good to listen to. I just think it’s a bit weird to have real songs in the fiction, and it’s better if most of them are original~
Then this chapter is so cool everyone~ Remember to give the ticket in your hand to the male god~ Kiss me!