No Need to Be Afraid

The dinner party broke up.

Dong Qingfeng found a street-facing tea room on the second floor.

He played Weiqi with Meng Ziyun and sampled tea. It was thoroughly enjoyable.

Thinking back on the lunch gathering, Dong Qingfeng found it immensely pleasant. When it came to getting along with girls, no one could surpass him.

His only regret was probably that Yang Sheng had not come.

He drew his sword and looked around, his heart filled with desolation. Who in this world can rival me?

"Dong Qingfeng, are you signing up for a performance for New Year's? The preliminary selection should be coming up soon, right?" Meng Ziyun asked. She felt that Dong Qingfeng was definitely quite capable.

Dong Qingfeng recalled last year's New Year's Gala in their class, that scene of demons and monsters dancing wildly. After careful consideration, he said, "Forget it. I'd better not make a fool of myself."

Meng Ziyun thought he was being modest and added, "You're not going? It's a schoolwide event."

It was not that Dong Qingfeng did not want to go. He was afraid he could not compete with the other students in his class!

Jiang Ning's Magic, Bai Yuxia's dance, Huang Zhongfei's solo singing, Wu Xiaoqi's original Basketball Dance, Wang Longlong's Moonwalk...

Which one of them could he beat?

Dong Qingfeng maintained a composed expression, carrying the dignity of an adult. "The opportunity should go to someone else."

Meng Ziyun had not attended Class 8's New Year's Gala and did not know the specifics. At that moment, she only felt that he was clearly so capable, yet also so understated.

Unlike Cao Kun, who always liked to throw everything he had into showing off.

Her favorable impression of him rose another notch.

Meng Ziyun sincerely felt that if Dong Qingfeng were not