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The sonorous and powerful "Athletes' March" floated over the school. At nine o'clock in the morning, the stadium had been divided into three distinct teams.

The leadership camp occupied the stands, the class camp occupied the inner lawn of the playground, and the camp of parents and staff distributed in the outer ring, some holding mobile phones or setting up cameras.

In order to highlight the importance of the leadership, the originally plain white stands were decorated to be particularly festive. Four lantern-shaped balloons, each with a long couplet hanging from their sides, were decorated on both sides of the inflatable arch.

"The 27th Autumn Sports Meeting of Y City No. 2 Senior High School"

Behind the arch is the black podium.

Zhou Xun recognized the principal sitting on the left at a glance. The two bald middle-aged men in suits on the right had never been seen in the school before, and they must be the leaders who came to inspect.

There were only four seats on the podium, and the vice president, who was usually the head of the group, lost the right to sit down today. But the last vacant seat, which was in the center, was given to a young man wearing sunglasses and a black mask, who was wrapped up tightly and looked very mysterious.

Zhou Xun: “…”

He stared at the stage for a long time, not believing it, and then he pushed Lin Yuan on the side and said in a low voice: "Lin Yuan, isn't that your brother on the stage?"

Lin Yuan, who was aimlessly scrolling through his phone waiting for a reply from his brother, was stunned when he heard the words. He raised his head blankly and looked towards the stage.

——The man who was sitting upright, with only a pair of eyes showing, but still couldn't hide his excellent temperament, was really his brother Lin Shen!

Wait, isn't he going to meet his parents?

Sitting on the podium for no apparent reason?

"My brother didn't intend to reveal his identity today." Lin Yuan murmured. Although he himself didn't believe that his brother wouldn't be recognized in the school with his popularity, he shouldn't have sat on the podium so soon.

Did he walk around and end up in the principal's office?

Or did you reveal your identity on purpose in order to find a better place to take a photo of me?

...That doesn't make sense. The cameramen responsible for shooting today were specially invited by my brother.

Unlike Lin Yuan's confusion, Lin Shen on the stage was feeling very uneasy.

He had seen many big events, but it was his first time sitting on the podium. His deep respect for the school made him nervous for a moment, and he was worried that his presence would disrupt the order of the opening ceremony and interfere with the performance of his younger brother's class.

"...Um." Lin Shen coughed lightly, and before the microphone was turned on, he whispered, "Mr. Principal."

As soon as Lin Shen opened his mouth, both the principal and the two leaders beside him turned their heads and smiled tolerantly and lovingly.

"What happened to Mr. Lin?"

“…Just call me Xiao Lin.” Lin Shen said awkwardly, “I just want to ask if I can wait until the opening ceremony is over before revealing my identity. I don’t want to interfere with the students’ entry.”

The principal had secretly checked Lin Shen's identity on the way to the stadium, and he already knew his popularity and international status, so there was no reason for him to disobey. Although he felt a little regretful and puzzled, how could he not satisfy this small request?

The two leaders beside him also nodded lovingly and deliberately said, "Mr. Xiaolin really cares about the students."

——They are quite clear about the relative importance of an internationally renowned film actor or a deputy city leader, as well as how much political bargaining chips are involved.

Lin Shen thought that the name sounded like a colonel, so he just nodded slightly and put on an actor-like demeanor to cover up his inner uneasiness.

Fortunately, with the opening of the sports meeting, the attention of the three leading groups was finally no longer focused on him alone.

“Beep—”

"Please be quiet, the opening ceremony officially begins."

"Good morning, dear leaders, teachers, referees, and parents who came to watch the game..."

After a standard opening speech, the most anticipated entrance ceremony officially began.

As the only activity in high school where people can let loose and have fun, all 36 classes in three grades are putting in a lot of effort and want to take this opportunity to showcase their class spirit.

With the students hosting the singing and the occasional sound of clasps, the classes began to enter, starting with Class 1 of Grade 1.

Just like the video Bai Luo played in the classroom, the vigor and liveliness are not limited to any region. In the lively music, there are popular game cosplay, hot dances by girl groups, sexy duets by inflatable frogs and dinosaurs, classic anime dances, ancient style group dances... It's dazzling to watch.

Even Lin Shen, who had seen too much glamour and glamour, couldn't help but be moved by this entrance ceremony full of sincerity and childlike fun.

The most difficult thing is sincerity and originality. After years of ups and downs in the world of fame and fortune, the pure heart that had long been forgotten is gradually awakened.

Lin Shen's eyes flashed with enlightenment. He remembered a script he was negotiating, in which the protagonist needed to go through four age groups: young, middle-aged, and old.

Lin Shen had already mastered the youth, middle-age and old age stages, but he just couldn't grasp the feeling of his teenage years.

But now, he seemed to have found something.

It seems that this trip was worthwhile.

The breakthrough in performance made Lin Shen extremely excited. He had long forgotten the embarrassment of being on the podium and devoted himself wholeheartedly to this joyful and youthful activity.

Under his expectant gaze, Class 9 of Grade 2 finally appeared.

"The sea is wide for fish to leap, and the sky is high for birds to fly. Coming towards us below is Class 9 of Senior 2. The sweat they shed is a testimony to their regretless youth. The neat steps symbolize their determination to fight. Every powerful swing of their arms, every firm slogan, writes their legend—"

The team shrouded in black cloaks appeared in everyone's sight.

“Is this the cosplay FFF group?”

"Or Hp?"

There were whispers among the people below, all because they were confused by the strange shape.

At this moment, a melodious chant that seemed to come from the bottom of the sea suddenly sounded. It was not a language that anyone was familiar with, but it was more moving than the siren's song that one would imagine.

There is no sound of any accompaniment, just pure a cappella, and even because of the current sound of the microphone it seems a little distorted, but it cannot conceal its dreaminess at all.

The originally lively sports field suddenly fell into dead silence. Everyone was listening to the pleasant singing in a daze. In a trance, they seemed to see the waves crashing towards them. When their bodies were silent, they could vaguely see seagulls circling in the sky and the beautiful mermaid swimming towards them with her long tail swinging.

At this moment, the twenty-four mysterious men all lifted their cloaks, revealing their true faces.

The leading girl was wearing a white silk gauze dress. The thin fabric made her perfect body curves faintly visible, but it did not make people feel exposed. Instead, it had a sacred feeling that should not be desecrated.

She has long golden hair, a laurel wreath on her head, and long pointed ears - she is an elf saint born in the depths of the forest.

Behind her, the girl in the same long gauze dress has a different style. She slightly closed her eyes, as if she was sympathizing with the people of the world. She held a scepter inlaid with jewels, but no matter how dazzling the gems were, they were not even one tenth of her temperament. As she walked, the gauze cape behind her fluttered in the wind, as if surrounded by clouds and mist - this was a goddess from the temple.

Accompanying the goddess was a young knight in a black and white short robe. He held a long sword in his right hand. His clothing looked like a missionary robe, but also like a knight's soft armor. Only his dark eyes revealed the firmness that only belonged to a warrior - this was the guardian knight from the temple.

Behind the Guardian Knight, a warrior who conforms to traditional cognition holds a shield in his left hand and a long sword in his right hand. The heavy armor does not look cumbersome on him, but instead gives him a sense of security. His amber eyes are firm and focused, making his features look more three-dimensional like the sun god.

The warrior stood side by side with the only boy still wrapped in a black cloak and holding a dagger. The bulging cloak covered most of the boy's face, revealing only his pointed chin and the faintly visible gemstone earrings worn on his earlobes. Although the cloak on his body was mainly black, it was not plain. The silver silk threads outlined complex and delicate patterns, shining with a low-key luster under the sun - this was a warrior and assassin from the mercenary group.

The young man, who was also wearing a long robe, had a smile on his face and dimples on his face, which was another bright spot. His clothes were closest to the style of modern casual clothes, but much more luxurious. The silk thread with the same intricate patterns was changed to gold, and it was dazzling when he walked. He gently tossed a palm-sized twenty-sided dice with his right hand, as if he was casually plucking the silk thread of fate - this was the Son of God who controlled fate.

On the other side, wrapped in a thick wizard robe, the girl with glasses looked extremely low-key. Silver threads outlined the pattern of stars on the wizard robe, and as she walked, the beige European-style court dress hidden under the wizard robe was slightly exposed. She held a thick book in her hands with great care, as if it contained tens of thousands of precious magics - this was the astrologer who lived in the wizard tower.

If you ask who is the most high-profile among the crowd, it is undoubtedly the girl wearing a red gorilla felt embroidered with sun patterns and a bright yellow European-style long skirt. She wears a golden crown on her head, a jeweled staff in her left hand, and a silver rapier in her right hand. She is noble but full of aggression. Her eyes are lazily open, as if she doesn't take anyone seriously. Wherever she goes is her territory - this is the queen from the empire.

The person standing shoulder to shoulder with the Queen was not her brother, but the leader of another country. She was wearing a navy blue uniform, which made her look majestic and tough. She held her head high, with a firm but kind look, as if she was happy for the happiness of the world and worried about the worries of the world - this was the youngest leader of the Republic.

Following behind the empress was her half-brother. He was dressed in a pure white robe, but he was not the benevolent person that people imagined missionaries to be. He held a huge staff as tall as a person, with gorgeous golden gems that did not look extravagant, as if it contained the power of thunder and lightning that could destroy a city... no, a country - this was the Pope from the temple.

The person walking with the Pope was not the gorgeous dancer as imagined, but a young man with long crimson hair, wearing a light blue gauze, and with delicate features that made it difficult to tell whether he was male or female. His slightly exposed chest was painted with blue and silver scales, and his silk trousers looked like a huge fish tail as he moved. The beautiful music that shocked the audience was sung by him - this was the mermaid king from the deep sea.

A capable girl wearing black lace on the outside, a black long skirt on the inside, and delicate makeup, as if she walked out of a fashion show, walked forward hand in hand with a girl in a strapless ink-painted evening gown, looking intimate and with happy smiles on their faces - this is the richest businessman and trend-setting fashion designer in the other world.

Following behind the two was a young man with a pretty face, whose gender was hard to tell. He wore a white silk short-sleeved top and black trousers, and held a small, exquisite, and vividly beautiful doll in his hands, looking like a cynical bard who played with the world.

The man walking side by side with him had black dragon horns on his head and wore a black and gold robe. The patterns on the robe seemed to be woven from scales, which made his face look even more handsome. His eyes were deep and cold, looking down on everyone, like a domineering male protagonist in a novel, with an evil and mad aura revealed - this was the king who was born on Dragon Island and rarely appears in ten thousand years.

...Twenty-four students, each full of

Just when everyone in the audience was dizzy, the twenty-three students squatted down together, revealing a girl hidden in the crowd. She was wearing a red dress, gold jewelry, and was as beautiful as a rose bud.

The music suddenly changed and the classic tango "Libertango" sounded. The girl began to spin with the music. Her red skirt bloomed like petals and her every move was full of charm.

Apart from the music, no other sound could be heard in the huge stadium. Everyone looked in the direction of Class 9, their eyes filled with amazement and shock. The students in the back row could not see clearly, so they pressed on the shoulders of their classmates in the front row and jumped up like fish leaping out of water.

Such an exquisite performance, which looks like a medieval fashion show, should be held in an ancient art hall, an ancient castle with only broken walls left, and an elaborately decorated stage... rather than on a lawn that has just been renovated and is still a little rough.

Is this really what I deserve to see here?

This thought occurred to everyone present, including Lin Shen.

However, Class 9, under the watchful eyes of everyone, seemed to have just woken up from a dream. They suddenly looked up towards the southwest sky with stunned expressions.

——That was not their illusion. Although it was only for a moment, they clearly felt that the huge barrier between the earth and Parnaqui, which seemed to exist but not exist, finally had a crack.