Shen Sao Ye's performance turned a freshmen showcase into a live concert for an emperor-level superstar.
It could be said that he had killed the entire gala.
After him, every student's performance seemed bland and flavorless. The students understood this themselves, so many gave up going onstage rather than humiliating themselves.
But what those students did not understand was that this was precisely when the Third Heavenly Layer experts began paying close attention to the freshmen. Those who could still muster the courage to step onto the stage after such a blow, who could forget honor and disgrace and show themselves, were the ones with the potential to become true artists.
Shen Sao Ye's song shook the four quarters. The moment he stepped offstage, he was surrounded by countless students, like a superstar mobbed by fangirls and fanboys. Even below the stage, he remained the center of attention.
But some people had no time for idol-chasing.
Someone appeared beside Shi Tiexin—a man.
He was tall and powerfully built, with fierce features. He plopped down in the empty seat beside Shi Tiexin, rolled his thick neck as he looked at Shi Tiexin beside him, then looked past him at Shi Yulei on the other side. Blazing flames flashed in his eyes.
Shi Tiexin looked at him. "What is it?"
The man's gaze burned. "Shi Tiexin, my name is Duan Hailiu. I am the Student Union's Vice Chairman of Martial Arts. I want to fight you."
"Why?"
Duan Hailiu pointed at Shi Yulei. "For her!"
Huh?
Shi Yulei was equally surprised. "Me?"
"Yes!" Duan Hailiu clenched his fist. Muscles bulged along his thick arm, and his rugged face was utterly serious. "Shi Yulei, I've had my eye on you for a long time!"
Shi Tiexin was completely stunned.
He looked at Duan