Fire Dance

Fire Dance Night, the gala was in full swing.

In the formations below the stage, students cracked sunflower seeds and chatted in groups.

"Nan Bro, let's go," Cui Yu suddenly called.

Guo Kunnan froze for a moment, then answered, "Huh? Why are we leaving? Oh, right, it's time to go."

Wang Longlong congratulated them, "Wishing Nan Bro and Yu Ge great success!"

Cui Yu said, "Definitely."

They bid everyone farewell. As they passed Class 1's formation, Wei Xiuyuan spotted them and asked, "Are you going to buy water? Bring me a bottle."

"Brother, doesn't your family run a convenience store?" Cui Yu asked. "Why are you buying water somewhere else?"

Wei Xiuyuan replied without hesitation, "Wildflowers smell sweeter than homegrown ones."

"Impressive," Cui Yu said.

He explained, "We're going onstage to perform, not to buy water."

After that, they continued forward.

Wei Xiuyuan looked at Cui Yu, then at the indifferent dark-skinned guy beside him. Puzzled, he said, "Those two look completely ordinary, yet they passed the program selection. Now I'm curious."

Dong Jiayi said, "You can't judge a book by its cover. Look at Du Chuan—he looks ordinary, even a little dull, but who would have thought he's first in our class?"

Du Chuan was both pleased and displeased to hear that.

Cui Yu arrived at the backstage prep room and picked up the props prepared in advance. On the way, he ran into Jiang Ning and greeted him.

Onstage, the current performance was Zhou Jinglan from Grade 10 playing the guzheng.

Cui Yu held a broadsword while Guo Kunnan carried nunchucks. They stood in the darkness north of the stage, watching the performance from afar.

"Look!" Cui Yu said.

Guo Kunnan remained silent.

Ever since watching the youthful and beautiful Grade 10 girls' dance troupe, he had been