Chapter 262 263 The King of All Weapons, like an old friend returning! (Update 2)

Ye Jingxian didn't react immediately.

Dean Huang was not surprised, he gently reminded the girl in front of him, "It's time, right?"

Yes, it's time!

Ye Jingxian took the white paper bag from Jiang Fuli's hand with a cold look, and did not forget the etiquette, bowed to Dean Huang, "Dean Huang, goodbye."

She took the paper bag to the backstage.

Dean Huang turned around and looked at Jiang Fuli, "Mr. Jiang, shall we go to the front?"

Jiang Fuli's eyes fell on the curtain at the back for a long time, and lazily followed Dean Huang to the auditorium.

At this point, the student union outside the auditorium had already closed the door and would not let the audience in. The School of Finance had been over-promoted, and Baishen had her own traffic at Jiangnan University, so the auditorium had long been packed.

After Dean Huang came in, the door was completely closed, but there were still many people outside holding up their phones to take pictures.

The main lights had been turned off, leaving only the ambient lights on the stage. Only the two middle seats in the first row were still empty.

Dean Feng had already taken his seat. He raised his eyes and saw Dean Huang coming in from the door, followed by a tall man. He quickly stood up to greet him.

"Dean Huang," he greeted Dean Huang in a low voice, his eyes fell on Jiang Fuli behind him, "Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Xijue, a financial genius who graduated from the School of Finance of Jiangnan University and the executive president of ZTE.

But everyone knows who is behind Jiang Xijue.

Dean Feng was able to sit in the position of Chairman of the Federation of Industry and Commerce because of his student.

"Dean Feng." Jiang Fuli nodded lazily at him. He sat in the empty seat next to Dean Feng, leaning against the back of the chair elegantly, his delicate eyebrows slightly frowned, lonely and indifferent.

He did not speak to anyone.

Dean Huang sat on the other side of Jiang Fuli.

Dean Feng waited for the two to sit down before he sat down slowly. It can be seen that his buttocks did not touch the stool completely, which made him look restrained.

The two rows of seats in the front became quiet around him, and the sound of conversation became much smaller.

The row of students from the student union behind him saw this scene. With Dean Feng's current position in the School of Finance, he stood up to greet them. The two deans only sat next to him. Who was this person?

The lights in the front row were dim, and only the back of the person in the middle could be seen. He looked particularly cold under the lights.

**

Backstage.

The makeup artist was not that professional. Bai Shi's skin was white enough, so she only added some shadows to Bai Shi and put on some lipstick.

"I dare not add anything else to this face." The makeup artist looked at Bai Shi's face and sighed.

Ye Jingxian took out the clothes from the bag.

It was not as gorgeous as Ye Jingxian had imagined, but a plain white silk dress. She did not have time to think about it and handed the dress to Bai Shi, "Junior sister, let's change clothes first."

The two hosts were already waiting behind the curtain, ready to go on stage to announce the show.

Bai Shi was in the dressing room, lowering her eyes and unfolding the white dress. In addition to the white outer robe, there was also a pair of training pants. She put them on one by one, and finally picked up the white belt and tied it loosely around her waist.

Outside.

Ye Jingxian was waiting for Bai Shi to change clothes, but she was still not very reassured. Bai Shiming called her on the phone.

"The two deans are here today, and there is also a distinguished guest." Bai Shiming's voice was serious on the phone, "It's strange that they are all here. The School of Finance is guaranteed to be finished, so there will be no problems for us, right?" Distinguished

guest?

Ye Jingxian naturally thought of the person she had just met, "President, don't worry, junior sister will be fine."

She comforted Bai Shiming.

After hanging up the phone, she continued to wait for Bai Di to come out.

"Where is the prop rifle?" Ye Jingxian remembered this, and Kong Wei hurriedly brought the rifle over.

Bai Di came out of the dressing room.

She was wearing a simple white long skirt, with a white silk belt around her waist, and her brows were lazy.

Ye Jingxian handed the rifle in her hand to Bai Di, "Junior sister, try this gun."

This was the prop Ye Jingxian prepared for Bai Di. It arrived last week. She wanted Bai Di to rehearse and try this gun, but she didn't rehearse because of the sound system.

Some people from the student union next to them looked at each other when they heard Ye Jingxian's words.

Bai Shi hasn't tried this gun yet?

Will it work?

As these people were thinking about it, Bai Shi reached out to take the red-threaded gun and stood the gun on the ground. The whole gun was a bit taller than her.

The red thread on the tip of the gun slowly fell down with her movements, and the silver tip of the gun shone coldly.

Everyone around saw that from the moment she took the gun, her aura changed, like a white tiger lazily basking in the sun on a stone, suddenly feeling an invasion, and looking at its territory majestically.

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

"When are you going on stage?" Bai Shi glanced at the mobile phone on the table. It was already five o'clock.

"Ah," Ye Jingxian came back to her senses, "the host just went up, and it will be your turn when they come down. Oh, by the way, music, is the musician ready!"

"Don't worry, Minister." The boy who was sitting in front of the computer and controlling the music looked up and made an "ok" gesture to Ye Jingxian.

The people from the Finance Student Union came over curiously to take a look.

The name of Bai Xi's music was just a simple "simple" word, "What song is this? I haven't heard of it." "

I don't know," the boy who controlled the music had heard of it, "but this is not a song, it's a pure music, Bai Xi sent it, she should have found it."

**

Outside, on the stage.

The two hosts in suits and evening gowns were reading the opening words with a smile, welcoming the new students to the school.

On both sides of the first row, reporters had set up cameras.

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

The boy in front of Tang Ming was one of the people live-streaming on the short video.

The boy was holding a selfie stick. He was a self-media person at Jiangda University. He usually live-streamed himself eating and studying. This time he was live-streaming. There were 700 people watching online. The traffic in the live-streaming room was getting bigger and bigger after publicity.

[I couldn't get in, so I had to rely on the anchor to broadcast it]

[A group of top scorers performed for us, so it was worth it]

[I heard that Bai Shaoqi was there, is it true, anchor? ]

[……]

The boy was talking while broadcasting, "I posted the program list. Yes, Bai Shaoqi will be the last one. It doesn't matter. I specially changed my ticket to go home tomorrow morning and accompany everyone to wait slowly."

The backstage was so small that Kong Wei and Yu Simin didn't stay there. They went back to the front to watch the show. They didn't have seats, so they were squeezed together with Tang Mingning, Xiao Yanglin and others who arrived late.

Yu Simin saw that many people were live-streaming the scene with their mobile phones. She said to Kong Wei, "Is everything going to be okay?"

Kong Wei patted the back of her hand, motioning her not to worry.

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

The lights on the stage disappeared.

The party had just begun, and the crowd couldn't stop moving, greeting, eating, and talking.

"Swish--"

A beam of light shone down on the dark stage, shining directly on the person standing in the middle of the stage.

Everyone saw the girl standing in the middle, wearing a white robe and a belt of the same color. Her black hair was tied completely behind her head with a red ribbon. A red ribbon fell along the back of her hair to her neck, contrasting with the white collar.

Above the stage, a huge screen showed her figure.

Her long black eyelashes drooped, and she held a rifle in her right hand, which was standing upright on the ground. She

didn't wear much makeup, but her face was so charming that it could enchant people even with just a light.

The crowd was silent for a moment, and then burst into cheers.

In the first row, Jiang Fuli, who had been lazy all the time, finally sat up straight, and looked at the stage with his narrow eyes.

Dean Feng was communicating with the professor on the right, and when he saw that Young Master Jiang suddenly became serious, he stopped talking and looked up at the stage. The leaders in the first row stopped talking.

In the second row, Mrs. Song, who was sitting next to Song Min, also recognized Bai Shi. She was stunned for a moment, "Bai Shi also participated in the party?"

"Yes," Song Min looked at the stage without much concern, "It seems to be a long spear."

Mrs. Song nodded, not caring anymore, and lowered her head to tell Bai Shaoqi about the precautions.

"Bang--"

A drum beat sounded, and the blower on the stage blew the girl's clothes and hair, and the red thread of the gun head next to it also fluttered frame by frame. The gun head was picked up by her and started.

The drum sound was as powerful as a rainbow, like a drum that inspires thousands of troops before they set out.

This time, the stage sound was borrowed by Jiang Yin, and the effect was excellent. The shocking drum beats in the first half made everyone present stop what they were doing and look at the stage involuntarily.

The girl pulled the gun and turned around, pressing the gun head down, then turned the gun and turned her body twice, the gun head in her hand trembling slightly with her movements.

The drum beat suddenly fell, the sound of the flute gradually rose, the big light on the top of the stage disappeared for a second with the drum beat, and suddenly fell on her body, and the girl just took a step into the air, and the gun in her hand stabbed forward!

On the huge screen above the stage, everyone could see the second when the gun stabbed forward, the soft gun head kept shaking!

The cold gun tip reflected the cold light, which was illusory and real, and suffocating.

The dense and murderous sound of the pipa rang out, and the girl turned around, the long spear circling in her right hand like a dragon, and her left hand suddenly pressed the gun head, and she stepped forward and stabbed!

The audience in the auditorium held their breath.

The girl still held the gun in her right hand, raised the gun horizontally above her head, and the gun tip turned horizontally to the left. She took the gun with her left hand, hid the gun under her armpit, and continued to take the gun with her back hand. The spotlight flashed again.

Under the lights, she soared into the air to the beat of the drums, her white clothes fluttered, and the gun was like thunder. Under the camera, her step in the air was like a slow shot, pausing in the air for a moment, and then stabbed with a gun!

The music moved the hearts of the audience, and the waving long spear attracted the eyes of the audience.

It was like a prelude to a battle. The sound of the zither died down, and in the middle of the stage, the girl turned sideways to the audience and put away her gun