Done! Your Majesty is going to prostitute me for free!

Emperor Jingjiang listened quietly to Lin Xiaofeng's explanation, with a complicated expression on his face. He knew very well that the young official was thinking about himself. However, as an emperor, he also had his own helplessness and difficulties. He knew the prosperity and falsehood of this world, and also understood the heavy responsibility and mission on his shoulders.

He looked up and saw the market was bustling with people. The vendors were shouting their wares, and the customers were selecting their favorite items in front of the stalls. In the distance, there were bursts of laughter and melodious music, which made people intoxicated. However, behind this prosperity, there were countless hardships and difficulties.

An inexplicable feeling welled up in the heart of Emperor Jingjiang. He thought of his dreams and ambitions when he was young, and the efforts and sweat he had made for the prosperity and strength of the country. However, as the years passed and his power grew, he found that he had gradually lost his direction and goals. He began to doubt whether he could still stick to his original intention, keep a clear mind and firm faith.

At this moment, Lin Xiaofeng's voice sounded again: "Your Majesty, I believe that you will be able to lead our Jingjiang to a better future. As long as we work together and make joint efforts, we will be able to realize our dreams and ambitions!"

Emperor Jingjiang was deeply moved by Lin Xiaofeng's words. He raised his head and looked at Lin Xiaofeng's determined eyes and confident smile, as if he saw the hope and dawn of the future. He took a deep breath, as if to throw all his worries and sorrows away. He slowly said, "You make sense." His voice revealed a deep sense of helplessness and recognition, but more of a firm determination and belief.

The market was still bustling at the moment, but Emperor Jingjiang and Lin Xiaofeng seemed to be in another world. They stood in the crowd and silently exchanged their thoughts and beliefs with each other, as if they wanted to leave behind the prosperity and falsehood of this world, leaving only the most sincere emotions and beliefs.

The golden afterglow of the setting sun filled the entire market, dyeing the prosperous city golden. Jingjiang Emperor and Lin Xiaofeng stood side by side, gazing at the endless horizon in the distance, as if they wanted to engrave this determination and belief in their hearts forever.

The vendors and customers around them cast curious glances at them, but they didn't care. They knew they were the masters of this city and the pride of this land. No matter how many difficulties and obstacles there were in the future, they would work together to face them and create a better future.

In this joyful and prosperous market, Jingjiang Emperor and Lin Xiaofeng injected new vitality into the city with their wisdom and courage. Their story will be forever remembered in every corner of the city and become the most precious wealth and memory of the city.

The sun shines through the thin clouds and falls on the bustling market, giving the bustling streets a golden glow. At this time, Lin Xiaofeng, a tall and handsome Jinyiwei official, is strolling leisurely in the market. He is dressed in gorgeous official uniforms, with a long sword on his waist, and his every move reveals a calm temperament.

Lin Xiaofeng's eyes shuttled through the crowd, looking for foreign friends who could communicate with him. His eyes were sharp, and soon locked onto several foreign envoys who were standing in front of the stalls. These envoys came from different countries, their clothes were different, but their faces were full of curiosity and excitement about this foreign land.

Lin Xiaofeng walked towards them with a smile, his smile was as warm as the spring breeze, making people feel close to him. He greeted these foreign friends enthusiastically in fluent English and took the initiative to introduce the various goods in the market. His words were full of love and pride for this land. He explained in detail the characteristics and uses of each product, which made the foreign friends listen with great interest.

Among the many stalls, a foreign envoy was deeply attracted by a stall selling clothes. He stood in front of the stall, looking at the clothes of different styles with a keen eye. Seeing this, Lin Xiaofeng immediately stepped forward and asked: "Dear envoy, are you interested in these clothes?"

The foreign envoy raised his head, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. He saluted Lin Xiaofeng and said respectfully, "Hello, Lord Lin. These clothes are indeed unique, and I am very interested in them." There was a hint of respect and reverence in his voice, as if he was talking to a distinguished guest.

Lin Xiaofeng smiled and nodded. He noticed that the envoy's robe looked a bit heavy in the hot weather. So he pointed to a short-sleeved T-shirt on the stall and said, "To be honest, this short-sleeved shirt was designed by me personally. It is made of light cotton and is comfortable and breathable. I think you might feel a bit hot wearing a robe, so why not try this short-sleeved shirt?"

Upon hearing this, the foreign envoy's eyes flashed with curiosity. He lowered his head and carefully examined the short-sleeved T-shirt. He saw that it was simple and elegant, and the fabric was soft and comfortable. He couldn't help but reach out and touch it, feeling the delicate texture. He raised his head and looked at Lin Xiaofeng, his eyes flashing with admiration: "Lord Lin, your design is really clever. This short-sleeved shirt really suits our taste."

Seeing this, Lin Xiaofeng was secretly proud. He waved his hand and said generously: "Since you like it, I will pack all these short-sleeved shirts and give them to you and your companions as gifts."

The foreign envoy and his companions were all surprised when they heard this. They hurriedly thanked Lin Xiaofeng, and their gratitude was overflowing with words. Lin Xiaofeng smiled and waved his hand, indicating that they were welcome.

Next, Lin Xiaofeng led them to a small enclosure next to the clothing stall. He pointed at the small enclosure and said, "Everyone, that's the dressing room. You can put on these short-sleeved shirts there and feel how comfortable they are. Everyone is happy today, so don't be shy."

Upon hearing this, the foreign envoys all expressed their agreement. They could not wait to walk into the dressing room and put on short-sleeved T-shirts of various styles. Not long after, several foreign envoys in white T-shirts made their debut. There were various patterns and words printed on their chests, some with "I love Jingjiang", some with "Serve the country with loyalty", and some with "Jingjiang Youth". These patterns and words sparkled in the sun and were particularly eye-catching.

Although the styles and patterns of these short-sleeved T-shirts are completely different from their traditional costumes, the foreign envoys don't care. They stroll in the market wearing these short-sleeved T-shirts, feeling the enthusiasm and vitality of this land. Their faces are filled with bright smiles, as if they have integrated into the culture of this foreign land.

At this time, other people in the market also noticed these foreign envoys in short-sleeved T-shirts. They gathered around curiously and started to communicate with these foreign friends. Some asked them which country they were from, some asked them what their impression of this land was, and some shared with them the food and culture of this land.

Lin Xiaofeng stood aside, watching these foreign envoys happily communicating with the citizens, and felt extremely gratified. He knew that these short-sleeved T-shirts not only brought them coolness and comfort, but also became a bond of friendship between them and this land. He believed that in the days to come, these foreign envoys would have a deeper understanding of the culture and customs of this land and become friendly envoys of this land.

On a hot summer day, the sun scorched the earth like a raging fire, and even the air was filled with the breath of heat waves. On this day, the Emperor Jingjiang held a grand sports meeting, and the entire palace was immersed in a lively and festive atmosphere.

In the wide square, colorful flags fluttered and people were bustling. The ministers were dressed in various cool clothes, standing or sitting, whispering to each other or laughing, all of them seemed to be in high spirits. Among them, Emperor Jingjiang sat on the gorgeous dragon throne, wearing a dragon robe, which made him look noble, but in this hot summer, he seemed a little out of place.

Although Emperor Jingjiang had a smile on his face, beads of sweat kept rolling down his forehead, showing his inner anxiety and restlessness. He looked around and saw that the ministers were wearing light clothes, some of them were fanning themselves, and some were shirtless, which formed a sharp contrast with his heavy dragon robe. Usually in the palace, he was used to wearing the old man's shirt designed for him by Lin Xiaofeng. That kind of cool and light clothing has now become his longing in his heart.

Just when Emperor Jingjiang was feeling irritated, Lin Xiaofeng quietly walked to his side. He was wearing a green robe with fluttering sleeves, like an immortal walking out of a painting. He lowered his head slightly and asked softly, "Your Majesty, are you hot?" His voice was full of concern and thoughtfulness, like a stream of clear water flowing through Emperor Jingjiang's heart.

Emperor Jingjiang looked up at Lin Xiaofeng, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. He didn't expect that at this time, someone would be so attentive to his discomfort. He nodded gently and whispered, "It's hot! How can it not be hot? When will today's sports meeting end?" There was a hint of fatigue and helplessness in his voice, as if he was telling the distress in his heart.

Lin Xiaofeng smiled and said, "Your Majesty, don't worry. You can return to the palace after the opening ceremony. However, I have made preparations and will not let you get burned." After that, he walked to a stall guarded by students in two steps. The stall was surrounded by colorful curtains, like a mysterious little world. Lin Xiaofeng shouted, "Bring something here!" His voice was loud and powerful, penetrating the noise of the entire market.

The students immediately took action after hearing this. They bent down and took out two large boxes from under the table. As soon as the boxes were opened, a gust of cool air hit them, refreshing them. They were filled with thick quilts, and under the quilts were neatly arranged popsicles. Lin Xiaofeng opened the quilt, stretched out his fingers to press the things inside, and then turned to everyone and said, "It's hot, I'll treat everyone to popsicles!" His voice was full of excitement and anticipation, as if he wanted to share this coolness with everyone.

The ministers gathered around immediately after hearing this. They looked at the popsicles curiously, with surprise on their faces. In this hot summer, popsicles are undoubtedly a rare and refreshing delicacy. The eyes of Emperor Jingjiang were even brighter. He looked at the ice cream that was emitting cold air, and his heart was throbbing. He took the popsicle handed over by Lin Xiaofeng, took a bite, and immediately squinted his eyes, saying with enjoyment on his face: "It's mellow!" How could this ice cream not be mellow? It's made of pure cream! At this moment, Emperor Jingjiang seemed to be in a cold world, and all his fatigue and troubles disappeared.

Lin Xiaofeng stood aside, smiling as he watched Emperor Jingjiang enjoying this wonderful time. His eyes were full of pride and satisfaction, as if all this was a masterpiece he had carefully planned. Emperor Jingjiang was immersed in this coolness and sweetness, as if he had forgotten the hustle and bustle and heat around him.

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At this moment, the sun was bright and warm in the square, but there was a hint of coolness and tranquility in the warmth. The tacit understanding and care between Jingjiang Emperor and Lin Xiaofeng seemed to have become a unique landscape that attracted everyone's attention. Behind them were those busy and orderly students who were silently working hard and sweating for this sports meeting. In this hot summer, they interpreted youth and vitality in their own way, adding endless color and vitality to this sports meeting.

In the magnificent palace, the sun shines through the exquisite glazed windows, casting mottled shadows. In the hall, all the ministers stand in awe, their eyes fixed on the majestic Emperor Jingjiang, who is wearing a dragon robe. In this solemn atmosphere, one figure stands out.

Li Dexian, he is tall and strong, with a resolute face, and a pair of deep eyes that sparkle with curiosity and desire for the unknown. He is dressed in a purple robe and a golden belt around his waist, looking noble and majestic. However, at this moment, his Adam's apple rolls up and down in the eyes of everyone, as if he has thousands of words to say but cannot.

His eyes were fixed on the popsicle in the hands of Emperor Jingjiang. The popsicle was crystal clear in the sun, emitting an alluring cool air. A strong desire surged in his heart, wanting to taste the popsicle. However, as an important official of the court, he knew the etiquette and rules and could not easily reveal his feelings.

Finally, he could no longer suppress his inner impulse and stretched out his hand to ask Emperor Jingjiang: "Your Majesty, can you give me a taste?" His voice trembled slightly, revealing his inner nervousness and anticipation.

Emperor Jingjiang smiled slightly, and that smile was like a spring breeze, refreshing. However, he did not directly respond to Li Dexian's request, but turned his gaze to Lin Xiaofeng who was standing beside him.

Lin Xiaofeng, he was thin, handsome, and his bright eyes revealed wit and cunning. He was wearing a green robe and a jade belt around his waist, and he looked unrestrained and elegant. At this moment, he was holding a popsicle, which was shining attractively in the sun.

He looked around and saw the eager eyes of his ministers. He couldn't help but feel proud. He said loudly: "Don't worry, everyone will have a share. I specially prepared this popsicle for everyone."

As soon as he finished speaking, the ministers began to discuss. Their faces showed childlike surprise and expectation, as if they had returned to their carefree childhood. They lined up in a long line, happily took the popsicles handed over by Lin Xiaofeng, and then couldn't wait to taste them.

There are many kinds of popsicles, some are as sweet and sour as cherries in the early summer, and some are as rich as mangoes in tropical orchards. Each popsicle exudes an alluring aroma that makes people salivate. However, among these many delicious popsicles, there is one that is different from the others.

That is Yangqu Daban, which has a rough and bold appearance and an attractive golden color. It is not only the best among popsicles, but also exclusive to the royal family. Whenever summer comes, Emperor Jingjiang will order people to make this kind of popsicle to relieve the heat of summer.

However, when it was Cai Yingyang's turn, he blurted out: "I want the Yangqu Daban." His voice was firm and powerful, as if declaring his identity and status.

Lin Xiaofeng glanced at him, with a mocking smile on his face. He thought to himself, "This Cai Yingyang is really overestimating himself. The Yangqu Daban is for His Majesty to enjoy, and he dares to ask for it so blatantly." However, he did not directly reject Cai Yingyang's request, but took out a popsicle from the side, handed it to Cai Yingyang and said, "Master Cai, look at yourself, the Yangqu Daban is for His Majesty to enjoy, just try this old popsicle."

Cai Yingyang's face suddenly darkened. He took the old popsicle and walked aside silently. An indescribable feeling surged in his heart, including anger at being humiliated, jealousy and hatred towards Lin Xiaofeng. However, in this situation, he could only swallow his anger and dared not show it at all.

After eating the popsicles, the ministers felt a cool breeze spreading from the tip of their tongues to their whole bodies. They seemed to be freed from the scorching heat and were refreshed. They all praised Lin Xiaofeng's popsicles for being delicious and praised him highly.

Then, they visited a small trade fair, which was filled with a wide variety of goods, from exquisite jade to gorgeous silk, all of which were very attractive. They picked out the items they liked and bought them as souvenirs.

Finally, they followed Lin Xiaofeng to the stadium. Along the way, they laughed and talked, as if they had forgotten all their worries and sorrows. They were looking forward to the upcoming game and to seeing the brave soldiers.

The sun shines on the playground of North Corridor University, shining brightly, as if every inch of land is bathed in golden light. The playground has been expanded to be comparable to a standard football field, and the green lawn is like a huge piece of emerald, flat and smooth. On the stands, the newly built awnings are like huge wings, providing a comfortable shade for the audience.

Led by Lin Xiaofeng, Emperor Jingjiang slowly walked up to the stands. His steps were steady and powerful, and he was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, which was particularly dazzling in the sun. His face was resolute and handsome, and his eyebrows revealed the majesty and bearing of a king. Lin Xiaofeng was a scholar, with a gentle smile on his face, and his eyes sparkled with love for knowledge and longing for the future.

Emperor Jingjiang's eyes swept around the venue and finally landed on the disc-shaped object. It was a huge fan, made of fine iron sheets and wood, with a circular blade in the middle and a circle of beautifully decorated borders around it. The fan stood there quietly, like a sleeping giant, waiting to be awakened.

"Xiaofeng, what is this new thing?" Emperor Jingjiang asked curiously. His voice was deep and powerful, revealing an unquestionable majesty.

Lin Xiaofeng chuckled and said mysteriously: "Father, this is something I prepared specially for you. Today's activity will last a long time, and I was afraid that you would get hot, so I prepared this for you." As he spoke, he bent down and reached to the ground, gently pulling a red string.

Emperor Jingjiang looked in the direction of his hand and saw a red thread sticking out of the ground, like a small red snake winding on the ground. Lin Xiaofeng gently pulled the red thread out, as if he was unravelling a mysterious seal. After a while, the disc began to hum, the sound was low and powerful, as if an ancient piece of music was echoing in the air.

Suddenly, a cool breeze blew in, bringing with it a hint of coolness and the fresh scent of grass and trees. Emperor Jingjiang took a step back in surprise, as if he was shocked by the sudden breeze. A hint of surprise and curiosity flashed in his eyes, as if he had seen a whole new world.

"What is this? How can it blow wind?" Emperor Jingjiang asked curiously. His voice was full of doubt and curiosity, like a child eager for knowledge.

Lin Xiaofeng explained: "Father, this is called a fan. It is the latest research result of North Corridor University. It can blow air automatically, allowing you to feel a little cool in the hot summer." His voice was full of pride and confidence, as if he was showing his father a precious work of art.

Wang Jingwen, standing nearby, also felt the force of the wind. He had covered his mouth, fearing that he would scream out. After listening to Lin Xiaofeng's explanation, he slowly put his hands down, with a gleam of surprise in his eyes. He murmured to himself, "It's amazing! How can there be something in the world that can move by itself?" His voice was full of surprise and disbelief.

Emperor Jingjiang was also shocked. He stretched out his hand to feel the wind from the fan, his heart full of doubts and curiosity. He seemed to see the possibility of the future, a new way of life was opening up to him. He said to himself: "What is going on? Xiaofeng, don't keep me in suspense. Although I am an emperor, I have really opened my eyes today."

Lin Xiaofeng was about to explain that this was actually the power of steam technology, but then he changed his mind and felt that it was inappropriate. At present, this technology has no commercial value, is expensive, and consumes fuel and labor. If he tells the truth now, I am afraid that even the emperor and his ministers will think that this is just some fancy tricks. So he chose another way to explain it.

"Actually, there's nothing mysterious about it." Lin Xiaofeng began to explain, "To put it simply, it's just using some tools to connect from the ground to the underground, with people working underneath, using the tools to drive the fan blades to rotate, so the fan can blow air. The same principle works for a fountain." His words were full of wisdom and confidence, as if he was revealing a simple yet profound truth.

Emperor Jingjiang nodded his head to show his understanding, his eyes sparkling with admiration. Wang Jingwen, on the other hand, showed a hint of disdain. He thought to himself: What is this! It turns out that someone is just playing tricks behind the scenes. It turns out that it is just a trick by a craftsman! I thought it was some kind of magic! But he didn't say anything, just stood aside silently, observing this magical fan.

The sun continued to shine on the playground, and the hum of the fans and the noise of the crowd intertwined to form a harmonious and beautiful picture. Jingjiang Di and Lin Xiaofeng stood in the stands, admiring all this, with their hearts full of expectations and longings for the future. They knew that the world was constantly progressing and developing, and they would also be part of this era, creating a better future together.

In the central square of Jingjiang Imperial City, the sun shines through the sparse clouds and falls on the wide field, adding a bit of solemnity and enthusiasm to the land where the grand sports meeting is about to be held. Around the square, colorful flags are flying and people are talking. A grand gathering is about to begin.

At this moment, a young man in a blue shirt, Lin Xiaofeng, walked quickly towards Wang Jingwen who was standing nearby. His face was serious, and his eyes revealed an unquestionable firmness. He walked to Wang Jingwen and said softly but firmly, "Brother Wang, stand behind the fan."

Wang Jingwen was a burly man with dark skin and rough, powerful hands. He was stunned when he heard Lin Xiaofeng's words and asked in confusion, "Why? I'm fine here."

Lin Xiaofeng smiled slightly, twisted the fan in his hand, and explained: "Brother Wang, look at this fan, the straight wind keeps blowing on my father. He is old and his body can't stand it. You stand behind and turn the fan left and right to simulate natural wind, so that my father will be more comfortable."

Wang Jingwen heard this and a look of sudden enlightenment appeared on his face. He looked at Emperor Jingjiang, who was sitting not far away and sipping tea leisurely, and a feeling of admiration welled up in his heart. He nodded, without saying anything more, and silently walked behind the fan and began to turn the fan vigorously.

Emperor Jingjiang was sipping tea leisurely at this time, occasionally looking up at the busy people in the square, with a satisfied smile on his face. He saw Wang Jingwen busy behind the fan, and couldn't help but admire Lin Xiaofeng's attentiveness and filial piety. He nodded slightly to show his approval of Lin Xiaofeng.

As time went by, more and more people filled the auditorium. The merchants from Kyoto, dressed in fancy clothes and holding folding fans, talked among themselves about the latest business developments; the cheerleaders from Yangqu County, dressed in uniform, holding ribbons and gongs and drums, eagerly looked forward to the upcoming competition; the specially invited celebrities sat in the VIP seats, greeting each other and laughing heartily from time to time; and the students from Aijing Primary School ran around excitedly, looking for their seats, their faces filled with anticipation and excitement.

Wang Jingwen stood behind the fan, feeling the breeze blowing from behind. Although he felt somewhat dissatisfied and helpless, he could only obey orders silently in this solemn occasion. He turned the fan vigorously, trying to make the wind softer and closer to nature. Sweat flowed down his face, but he had no complaints and silently made his efforts.

During this process, some people looked at Wang Jingwen twisting his butt with disdain. They may think Wang Jingwen's behavior is a bit funny, but they ignore the hard work and silent dedication behind Wang Jingwen. Others saw Wang Jingwen's efforts and dedication, and they felt a surge of admiration in their hearts, and expressed affirmation and praise for Wang Jingwen's character and attitude.

In the corner of the auditorium, a group of children were talking excitedly. They were students from Aijing Primary School and participants in this sports meeting. They talked about the upcoming events and shared their expectations and nervousness. They saw Wang Jingwen busy behind the fan, and a feeling of gratitude welled up in their hearts. They knew that Wang Jingwen was working hard to allow them to compete in a more comfortable environment. This spirit of silent dedication deeply moved them and made them cherish this rare opportunity even more.

When Li Lingjue sat next to Emperor Jingjiang, the atmosphere in the venue reached a climax. Li Lingjue was one of the organizers of this sports meeting and a well-known figure in Jingjiang Imperial City. His arrival made the whole scene more solemn and warm. He sat next to Emperor Jingjiang, smiled and talked with him, and laughed heartily from time to time. His arrival also made the audience look forward to the opening ceremony.

Lin Xiaofeng stood in front of everyone, cleared his throat and said loudly: "Everyone, please be quiet! The opening ceremony of this sports meeting will begin soon!" His voice was loud and powerful, echoing over the entire venue, as if it was an order to make everyone quiet down. The audience stopped talking and chatting and focused their eyes on Lin Xiaofeng, looking forward to the next wonderful performance.

Following Lin Xiaofeng's order, the entire venue suddenly became silent. A group of dancers in uniform holding ribbons and gongs and drums danced happily in the center of the venue. Their dancing was graceful and moving, as if lighting up the entire venue. The audience applauded and cheered for them. The entire venue was immersed in a joyful and warm atmosphere.

The sun was shining like molten gold, illuminating the glittering metal surface of the stadium, making the entire venue seem to be shrouded in a golden glow. The prelude of the opening ceremony had already sounded, and the exciting melody echoed in the air, as if it could arouse the blood and passion deep in people's hearts.

The audience was crowded with people, and flags of various colors fluttered in the wind, like a colorful ocean. Their eyes were focused on the wide track, where a fierce competition was about to take place. The athletes were ready, wearing bright uniforms, with determined and expectant expressions on their faces, as if they couldn't wait to start this competition for honor.

On the rostrum, Emperor Jingjiang and Lin Xiaofeng sat side by side. Emperor Jingjiang wore a dragon robe and a golden crown. His eyes were deep and sharp, as if he could see through everything. There was a hint of a smile on his face, but that smile revealed a kind of aura of majesty without anger. Lin Xiaofeng was dressed in a green shirt with long flowing hair. His eyes scanned the field, as if he was looking for something. There was a hint of nervousness and expectation on his face, as if this game had a special meaning to him.

Suddenly, a gunshot broke the silence of the sky, and the competition began. The athletes rushed out of the starting line like arrows from a bow. They ran hard, sweat dripped from their foreheads, but they didn't care. The people in the audience also began to cheer for the team they supported, and the voices rose and fell, forming a warm ocean.

In a corner of the auditorium, a figure stood alone. He was wearing a black robe, a wide-brimmed hat, and a pair of black sunglasses that covered most of his face. He held up a telescope, his eyes fixed on Lin Xiaofeng. Whenever Lin Xiaofeng made a move, his eyes would flash with a sharp light, as if he wanted to see through all the secrets through the small lens.

This person is Lin Xiaofeng's mortal enemy - Dark Night Walker. He has been secretly observing Lin Xiaofeng's every move, looking for an opportunity to defeat him. He is full of jealousy and hatred towards Lin Xiaofeng, because he knows that Lin Xiaofeng is the biggest obstacle on his road to success.

At this time, Lin Xiaofeng raised his hands and saluted the audience. His face was filled with a confident and determined smile, as if he had seen the dawn of victory. Seeing this scene, the Night Walker's anger became even stronger. He held the telescope tightly, as if he wanted to crush it.

Suddenly, the Night Walker raised the signal flag in his hand. It was a black flag with a silver skull embroidered on it. He waved it vigorously, and the flag spread out in the wind, like a huge bat wing, soaring in the night sky.

The people in the audience were a little surprised when they saw this signal. They didn't know what this signal meant, but they could all feel a solemn atmosphere spreading. Those who were responsible for flag language and signal transmission also took action immediately after seeing this signal. They shuttled among the crowd and conveyed this order to various areas.

The entire stadium seemed to have turned into a huge stage and the Night Walker was the conductor on the stage. He controlled the rhythm and atmosphere of the entire opening ceremony with his signal flags. The staff also began to get busy, reminding the audience around them to keep quiet as if they were guarding a sacred moment.

The afterglow of the setting sun filled the entire stadium, and the golden light added a bit of solemnity and mystery to the grand opening ceremony that was about to begin. Teams of musicians, dressed in exquisite performance costumes, walked to their respective positions. They were like travelers chasing their dreams, running towards the highest stage of the stadium, and everyone's face was full of expectation and pride.

The instruments in the hands of the musicians are either ancient and solemn or modern and gorgeous. Each instrument seems to carry a piece of history and a legend. In front of each instrument, there is a small trumpet, which is like a small elf, waiting to pass on the wonderful music to everyone present.

Lin Xiaofeng stood in the center of the stage, his white performance suit making him look even taller. His face was filled with a confident smile, which showed his infinite anticipation for the upcoming performance. His eyes were firm and deep, as if they could penetrate everyone's heart and pass on his faith and strength to everyone present.

His heart was filled with anticipation and longing for the opening ceremony. He recalled Xie Hongxin's fierce battle with Heishan in the North Corridor Square in the past, and that battle made him see the power of music. Today, he will use music to ignite the entire stadium and let everyone's heart be shaken by the music.

He recalled every day and night of band training, those hard rehearsals, those sweat and tears, all of which turned into today's confidence and expectations. He looked at each musician with gratitude and admiration in his heart. He knew that without their hard work, there would be no such wonderful performance today.

When the last note fell, the entire stadium seemed to be immersed in the world of music. Lin Xiaofeng showed a gratified smile on his face, knowing that the opening ceremony was halfway successful. He took a deep breath, as if to engrave this joy and sense of accomplishment deeply in his heart.

The entrance passage below began to slowly surge, and thousands of people in neat uniforms, carrying large waist drums, walked towards the center of the venue with firm steps. Their faces were full of determination and pride, as if they were announcing their presence to the world.

These drummers, some tall, some short, some fat, some thin, but their steps are so uniform. Their eyes are full of determination and confidence, as if telling everyone that they are the best. The big waist drums they carry are like their war drums, and every beat is full of power and passion.

The audience held their breath and watched the suddenly appearing grand formation intently. Their eyes were full of expectation and respect, as if they were waiting for something important to happen. They were shocked by the grand scene and infected by the enthusiasm and passion of the drummers. The drumbeats of "dong, dong, dong, dong..." were dense and powerful, as if they were going to shake the entire stadium. Every drummer was fully committed to the performance, and their drumbeats seemed to have merged into a powerful force that penetrated everyone's heart.

This soul-stirring drumbeat makes people feel as if they are in a mysterious and solemn ceremony. It makes people feel the power and charm of music, the passion and vitality of life. It makes people forget all their worries and fatigue, and let people devote themselves to this grand performance.

As the drums sounded, the whole stadium was boiling. The audience cheered and shouted, cheering for the drummers. Their faces were full of excitement and excitement, as if they were also infected by the performance. The whole stadium turned into a sea of ​​joy, and everyone was enjoying this musical feast.

Lin Xiaofeng stood in the center of the venue, his face filled with a happy smile. He knew that this opening ceremony had successfully met his expectations. He bowed deeply to express his gratitude and respect to everyone present. He knew that this performance was not just a simple performance, but also a baptism and sublimation of the soul.

Emperor Jingjiang stood on the high viewing platform, wearing a dragon robe, shining with gold, like an emperor walking out of an ancient scroll. A rare smile appeared on his face at this moment, and that smile was like the warm sun in spring, warm and dazzling. His eyes were constantly cast towards the busy Lin Xiaofeng, which was a kind of deep appreciation and gratitude. Lin Xiaofeng, this young official, worked hard day and night for this grand opening ceremony, and now he finally got the emperor's recognition.

Beside Emperor Jingjiang, a group of palace maids stood. They were dressed in light gauze, as light as butterflies, which seemed incompatible with the solemn scene, but added a touch of soft color just right. Their eyes followed Emperor Jingjiang's gaze to Lin Xiaofeng, and their faces showed admiration.

The drummers below, wearing the same red uniform, burned like a raging fire on the sports field. Their drumbeats shook the earth, as if they were going to break the sky. As the drumbeats sounded, they began to move slowly, and the formation changed like flowing water. First, they slowly changed into a cross shape, which was like an ancient totem, mysterious and solemn. Then, they quickly changed their formation and formed a nine-character shape. The nine characters were as mysterious as a heavenly book, as if announcing some important information to the world.

The heads of each area stood up one after another, waving their flags and loudly encouraging the audience to count together. The audience was infected by this atmosphere and stood up one after another, shouting with the Yangqu County cheerleaders: "Eight! Seven! Six! Five!..." The shouts were as surging as the waves, as if they were going to overturn the entire stadium.

Officials and foreign envoys were also infected by this atmosphere. They stood up one after another, waving their wine glasses and counting down with the audience. Emperor Jingjiang was also infected by this atmosphere. His face flushed and his body leaned forward slightly, as if he wanted to feel the passion of the audience. He counted down with everyone: "Three! Two! One!"

As soon as the countdown ended, dense cannon fire rang out from all around the stadium. The cannon fire was as shocking as thunder, making people feel the majesty and power of the Celestial Empire. Then, a group of colorful hot air balloons slowly rose up, lighting up the entire stadium like stars in the sky. Hundreds of paper fireworks were launched at the same time, spraying colorful strips towards the center. The strips were as colorful as a rainbow, adding a beautiful landscape to this grand opening ceremony.

The people on the hot air balloons were frantically throwing flower petals down, and those petals fell like snowflakes, covering the entire stadium. The fragrance of the petals filled the air, making people feel the breath of spring. The foreign envoys were shocked by this scene, and they stood up and shouted excitedly, as if they were cheering for the opening ceremony. The audience was even more excited, and they stretched out their hands to catch the falling petals and colored strips, as if they wanted to keep this joy and blessing in their hearts forever.

"Long live His Majesty!", "Long live Jingjiang!" These shouts surged like a tsunami, and they gathered into a powerful force, boiling the entire stadium. Emperor Jingjiang stood on the viewing platform, his eyes swept across the entire stadium, and his eyes were full of pride and satisfaction. He knew that this opening ceremony had successfully demonstrated the majesty and magnificence of the Celestial Empire, and also demonstrated his wisdom and greatness as an emperor.

At this moment, Lin Xiaofeng stood in the crowd, with a gratified smile on his face. He knew that his efforts were not in vain, and everything he did for the opening ceremony was rewarded. He looked up at Emperor Jingjiang on the viewing platform, his heart full of gratitude and respect. He knew that it was he who gave him this opportunity to contribute to the country and His Majesty.

In this boiling stadium, everyone was cheering and applauding for this grand opening ceremony. They seemed to have forgotten the passage of time and just wanted to keep this joy and passion in their hearts forever. This is not just an opening ceremony, but also a feast that shows the majesty and magnificence of the country and the unity and passion of the people.

Emperor Jingjiang sat on the dragon throne, his face filled with unprecedented joy, as if the spring sunshine had spread all over the palace. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, and his smile was filled with deep relief and pride. This monarch who unified the four regions finally welcomed the grand festival he had been looking forward to for a long time today - the first Jingjiang World Games.

Among the crowd, one figure stood out. It was Lin Xiaofeng, who was dressed in a blue shirt, with an elegant and heroic temperament. He stood outside the crowd with his arms folded across his chest, observing the reactions of those around him with a smile. His eyes flashed with pride and satisfaction, as if at this moment, all his efforts and hard work had been rewarded.

Lin Xiaofeng actually had a little regret in his heart. He looked up at the sky. The deep night sky was dotted with stars, but there were no dazzling fireworks. He thought to himself that if the show was held at night, the magnificent sight of the fireworks would surely push the opening ceremony to a higher climax. But then he thought again, people in this era had limited knowledge, and even such a simple change would be enough to amaze them.

At this moment, the scene had turned into a sea of ​​joy. The audience either applauded or whispered, their faces were filled with happy smiles. Especially the officials, after seeing the shocked reactions of the foreign envoys, their mouths were completely crooked with laughter. They were filled with pride and felt extremely honored to be the people of the Celestial Empire.

As the paper petals fell like snowflakes, the scene gradually calmed down. At this time, the ten lecture halls distributed in the stadium sounded at the same time, with loud and clear voices. In each lecture hall sat a loud-voiced host, facing the huge loudspeaker, with their hands on the watch, and their expressions were serious and solemn. They announced in unison: "The opening ceremony of the first Jingjiang World Games has officially begun! Please enjoy the theme song of this Games, "Jingjiang Welcoming Song."

As the host finished speaking, the surrounding stage musicians began to play their instruments. The music flowed down like water, melodious and gentle, and like the breeze blowing through the bamboo forest, giving people a fresh and refined feeling. Everyone in the audience held their breath and listened attentively to this music that they had never heard before. Although this song was borrowed from Lin Xiaofeng's memory of his previous life, it was unprecedented in this era. People were moved by this wonderful music, as if they were in a mysterious and beautiful world.

At this moment, a huge wooden box suddenly appeared in front of everyone. The wooden box stood upright, with exquisite patterns and words carved on it. Everyone stared at this "mysterious box" that suddenly appeared, their hearts full of surprise and curiosity. The emperor and the princes and officials couldn't help but squint their eyes and look at the wooden box carefully. Their faces were full of surprise and curiosity, as if there was some big secret hidden in this wooden box.

However, when all the "boxes" were put together, a miracle happened. A magnificent picture appeared before everyone's eyes - it was movable type printing! The wooden movable type was arranged neatly and orderly, forming an article of a sage. This scene shocked everyone present. They had never seen such a wonderful scene, as if they were attracted by a mysterious power.

The music sounded again, and the actors holding wooden movable type began to recite in unison. Their voices were loud and powerful, as if they wanted to engrave the article deeply in everyone's heart. They moved up and down according to the rhythm, sometimes spreading out from the center, and sometimes surging like waves. Their performance was full of power and beauty, which moved everyone present.

This unique idea obviously touched all the readers present. They talked about this wonderful performance form with amazement on their faces. Some people even couldn't help but recite loudly with emotion. The voices intertwined with the actors' recitations to form a spectacular sound wave. The profound historical culture of Jingjiang was perfectly displayed at this moment, directly covering the entire venue. Everyone was immersed in this cultural atmosphere and felt the profound heritage of Jingjiang's history.

Emperor Jingjiang's heartbeat quickened as he watched this grand ceremony, his eyes sparkling with excitement. He murmured to himself, "Good... Xiaofeng, this is very good, you should be credited with the first merit this time!" A satisfied smile appeared on his face, as if he saw new hope for Jingjiang culture. Lin Xiaofeng replied modestly, "Father, you are too kind. The talents below should be credited with the first merit. They work the hardest, and the court should reward them personally. I am just a creative person." His words were full of gratitude and respect, as if he wanted to dedicate this honor to those actors who worked silently.

Under the golden sunshine of Jingjiang City, an unprecedented wooden movable type ceremony performance is about to begin. This ancient city seems to be frozen in time at this moment, waiting for this wonderful feast.

Lin Xiaofeng stood on the tower, looking into the distance, with an indescribable feeling in his heart. He remembered the electric wooden movable type he saw in the museum in his previous life, which was simple to operate, convenient and fast. But here, he witnessed a wooden movable type ceremony that was completely driven by manpower. The primitive and pure power shocked him deeply.

For this performance, officials in Jingjiang City recruited dozens of actors of similar height from the public. They practiced squats day after day, just to be able to withstand the high-intensity physical exertion in this short performance. On the first day of rehearsal, several actors vomited due to exhaustion, but they chose to persist. Their faces were full of determination and persistence, as if all their efforts were worth it for this moment of glory.

The sun shines on the actors' faces, their skin is tanned, and sweat drips from their foreheads to the ground under their feet. But they don't care and are still fully focused on rehearsing. They hold heavy wooden boxes on their heads, do squats crazily, and recite articles. The difficulty of this exercise moved everyone present.

Lin Xiaofeng stood on the tower, watching these scenes, his heart full of respect. He seemed to see the hard work and efforts that the actors had made for this glorious moment. Their tenacity and perseverance made him deeply feel the greatness and indomitable spirit of mankind.

Finally, the performance began. The actors held wooden boxes and performed squats in unison. Their movements were as precise as machines, but behind them were countless times of practice and sweat. Their recitations were sonorous and powerful, as if they wanted to deeply imprint every word in the article in the hearts of the audience.

The audience was shocked by the performance, with applause and cheers. They cheered for the wonderful performance of the actors and were proud of the prosperity of Jingjiang City. Lin Xiaofeng silently praised the actors in his heart. They used their sweat and hard work to win this glorious moment for Jingjiang City.

Emperor Jingjiang was also moved by the performance. He nodded and said with emotion: "The court should naturally issue an order to reward you." He looked at Lin Xiaofeng deeply and continued: "Xiaofeng, you have made a great contribution this time. You don't have to be as humble in front of me as before."

Lin Xiaofeng replied respectfully, "I obey your command." There was a determination in his eyes, as if he was working hard for the future of Jingjiang City.

After the wood movable type show, the next show was even more exciting. The martial arts performance of the Jinyiwei was vigorous and powerful, the women's dance was soft and moving, and the folk acrobatics made people laugh. Each show made the audience dazzled, as if they were in a colorful dream.

Finally, the opening ceremony ended with "Heart Wall" arranged by Lin Xiaofeng and performed by Master Zhou himself. The melody of this song is beautiful and moving, as if it can penetrate people's hearts, making everyone present immersed in the ocean of music. The audience was deeply moved, and applause and cheers rang out again.

The entire opening ceremony lasted for an hour and a half, and the audience seemed to have experienced a sensory bombardment. Although they felt tired, they were still not satisfied. Especially Hong Cheng, he felt so comfortable that he almost screamed. This event is definitely a great achievement, he sighed silently in his heart.

Hong Cheng looked at Lin Xiaofeng with gratitude and respect in his eyes. He knew that the success of this event was inseparable from Lin Xiaofeng's efforts. He secretly vowed in his heart that he must work harder in the future and contribute his own strength to the prosperity of Jingjiang City.

At this moment, Jingjiang City seemed to be shrouded in sunshine, and it looked particularly beautiful and peaceful. This wooden movable type ceremony performance not only made people feel the greatness and indomitable spirit of mankind, but also made people see the prosperity and future hope of Jingjiang City. This moment will be forever remembered in the long history of Jingjiang City and become the eternal glory and pride of this city.

In the afternoon when the sun was shining brightly, Lin Xiaofeng, wearing a light blue shirt, walked lightly to the seat of the foreign envoys. His eyes shuttled among the crowd and finally fixed on a tall and calm priest. This priest was Jesus from the far west. His eyes were staring forward at the moment, as if he was in deep thought.

Lin Xiaofeng took a few steps closer and coughed softly, breaking the silence. Father Jesus came back to his senses after hearing the sound. He raised his head, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then replaced it with a gentle smile. His face had clear lines, like a sculpture that had been baptized by time, full of wisdom and perseverance.

"Father, what do you think of these performances?" Lin Xiaofeng asked with a smile. His voice was soft and kind, like a spring breeze blowing through his heart.

Father Jesus took a deep breath and looked around the venue, as if he was recalling the performance. He spoke slowly, his voice full of shock and respect: "This is the most beautiful, grandest and most touching ceremony I have ever seen. The dances, music and dramas are full of vitality and cultural heritage. They transcend language and imagination, and make me deeply feel the breadth and depth of Chinese civilization."

After hearing this, Lin Xiaofeng smiled slightly, and a sly look flashed in his eyes. He whispered to Father Jesus, "The opening ceremony is over, and the teams from various countries will enter the venue for the official competition. Father, the casinos outside have already started betting on the outcome. I have paid ten taels of silver for all the missionaries in Ferrero, betting on Jingjiang to win. You should watch the game carefully."

Father Jesus was stunned. He didn't expect Lin Xiaofeng to be so thoughtful for them. A warm current surged in his heart, as if he was tightly wrapped by an invisible force. He said gratefully: "I can't accept your money for nothing."

Lin Xiaofeng waved his hand, with a generous smile on his face: "Hey, Father, why are you so reserved? You have worked in our Yangqu County for so long and have done a lot of things. This money is just a small reward from me. Besides, I am still very optimistic about our Jingjiang team, they will definitely win the game."

Father Jesus was moved after hearing this. He looked at Lin Xiaofeng deeply, as if he wanted to engrave his face in his heart. He said with emotion: "Thank you, Master Lin." His voice was full of gratitude and respect.

Then, Father Jesus couldn't wait to ask: "By the way, when will our Jingjiang team perform?" His eyes were shining with anticipation, as if he couldn't wait to see their wonderful performance.

Lin Xiaofeng patted his shoulder and comforted him, "Don't worry, it will start soon." His words were full of confidence and calmness.

At this time, the venue was already bustling with activity. Colorful flags were flying and drums were beating, as if warming up for the upcoming competition. The audience also stood up one after another, stretched their necks and looked forward, looking forward to the wonderful performances of the teams from various countries.

"Now, please welcome the welcoming team of North Corridor University and the contestants from various countries to enter!" The host said in a rhythmic manner using the elementary school recitation method specially taught by Lin Xiaofeng. His voice was loud and powerful, as if he wanted to spread the news throughout the venue.

As the host finished speaking, a team dressed in gorgeous costumes slowly walked in. Their steps were in perfect unison, as if they had undergone rigorous training. Everyone in the team was smiling, looking confident and calm. Their appearance immediately aroused warm cheers and applause from the audience.

Amid the cheers, Father Jesus also stood up. His eyes followed everyone in the team closely, as if he was looking for the Jingjiang team. Finally, at the end of the team, he saw the familiar flag and costumes - the Jingjiang team finally appeared!
Father Jesus felt an inexplicable excitement and pride in his heart. He took a deep breath, as if to engrave this emotion deeply in his heart. He knew that the next game would be a fierce competition, but he believed that the Jingjiang team would definitely show their strongest strength and the most wonderful performance!
The night is like a thick silk, gently covering this ancient city. In the distance, the faint starlight shines through the mist, like the silver light quietly scattered by fairies. In this dreamlike night, the most prosperous square in Jingjiang City is now brightly lit and bustling with people.

A huge stage stood in the center of the square, with lifelike dragon and phoenix patterns embroidered on the curtain, which seemed to add a bit of solemnity and mystery to the upcoming event. Rows of seats were neatly arranged around it, filled with envoys from various countries and the people of Jingjiang. They were either talking in low voices or looking forward to the start of this grand event.

The host, a burly, resolute-looking middle-aged man, was standing in a corner of the stage. He was wearing a robe embroidered with auspicious clouds, holding a manuscript in his hand, with a bright look in his eyes, as if he couldn't wait to perfectly present every detail of this feast to the audience.

As the drums sounded, teams in different costumes slowly walked in from outside the venue. The host took a deep breath and adjusted his mood, then picked up the manuscript given to him by Lin Xiaofeng and began to introduce each team to the audience with his unique recitation method.

His voice was sometimes high and passionate, like a waterfall in a mountain stream; sometimes low and gentle, like the breeze at night gently blowing through the treetops. Every syllable and every word seemed to be given life by him. Under his recitation, those words were no longer just cold symbols, but turned into vivid pictures, making people feel as if they were in them.

"Look! That's a team from the East!" The host pointed to a group of people walking in the distance. Their clothes were mainly red, with golden dragon patterns embroidered on them, which looked both gorgeous and solemn. "They represent the mystery and power of the East. Their arrival will surely add more color to this grand event!"

As the host introduced the officials, they began to look at each other in bewilderment. They were shocked by the host's strange voice, as if such a voice should not appear in such a formal occasion. Suspicious eyes were cast at Lin Xiaofeng, as if asking him what was going on.

Lin Xiaofeng stood in the crowd, with a smug smile on his face. He raised his chin, signaling everyone to stay calm, and then explained: "It's not that I haven't asked scholars to write the introduction for this appearance. However, the ones they wrote were all flowery, awkward, and lacked passion. I thought about it and still felt that it would be best to use plain language. After all, the cultural level of these foreigners is not high, and there are also a group of ordinary people. If I use plain language to introduce, everyone can understand it."

After hearing Lin Xiaofeng's explanation, everyone suddenly understood. It turned out that he deliberately used this strange way to introduce it so that everyone could understand. Although this method was a bit unconventional, it undoubtedly increased the fun and affinity of this event.

Sure enough, this elementary school sports meeting-level introduction was very effective. When the teams from various countries appeared later, the introduction of each team would cause loud cheers from the overseas delegations. They were infected by this down-to-earth introduction method and seemed to feel the unique charm of Jingjiang culture.

As the last team came on stage, there was a warm applause and cheers in the square. Athletes from various countries walked to the center of the stage and waved to the audience. Some were tall and straight, some were petite and exquisite, some were heroic and valiant, and some were graceful and charming... Everyone was full of vitality and confidence.

At this exciting moment, Lin Xiaofeng walked up to the emperor and whispered, "Your Majesty, if you have something else to deal with, you can go back to the palace directly. After all, the competition lasts for three days." However, the emperor was very interested in this novel activity and decided to stay and continue watching the competition.

The emperor's decision made Wang Jingwen feel helpless. He twisted and turned, feeling hot and tired, but he dared not complain. He thought to himself, "How come this grandson Lin Xiaofeng always managed to cheat me? But having said that, this down-to-earth way of introduction is really interesting..."

As time went by, the competition gradually entered its climax. The audience stood up one after another, waving flags and ribbons in their hands to cheer for the athletes. The whole square became a sea of ​​joy, and people's laughter and joy continued for a long time...

Jingjiang, this prosperous ancient city, was ignited by a grand sports meeting for three days, and it seemed that even the air was filled with passion and enthusiasm. It was an unprecedented event that made the whole city boil. People talked about it in the streets and alleys, and their hearts were full of expectations and excitement.

Lin Xiaofeng, a young talent from Jingjiang City, stood in the crowd. He was wearing a green gown and gently waving a folding fan in his hand, looking elegant and calm. His eyes were deep, as if he could see through everything in the world. He looked at the boiling crowd in front of him, and his heart could not help but ripple. He was knowledgeable and talented, but he had never seen such a grand scene. This was undoubtedly a brand new experience for him.

The residents of Jingjiang City flocked to the stadium, their faces filled with excitement and anticipation. Some held colorful flags, some wore masks, and some brought their children with them. They sat or stood, gathered or dispersed, but all eyes were focused on the stadium. There, it would be a stage for them to show their courage and strength, and also a battlefield for them to fight for honor.

The stadium was packed with spectators. They stood or sat, stretched their necks or stood on tiptoe, just to catch a glimpse of the athletes. The competition that day was even more exciting. Athletes from various countries competed on the same stage. They ran like the wind or jumped like swallows. Every sprint and every jump made people's blood boil. Whenever the athletes achieved good results, the audience burst into thunderous applause and cheers. That scene really made people burst with patriotic feelings.

The Emperor of Jingjiang and all the officials also came to watch the game. They sat in the VIP seats, wearing gorgeous clothes, looking solemn and majestic. They watched the game with full concentration, and applauded and cheered for the wonderful performances of the athletes from time to time. Whenever a domestic athlete won, they would smile proudly; and when a foreign athlete was ahead, they would frown and cheer for their own athletes.

In a corner outside the stadium, there was an invisible gambling going on. The wealthy businessmen placed bets one after another, hoping to make a fortune from this event. However, the foreign missionaries did not know the rules well and had limited funds, so no one placed bets. However, Missionary Ferrero was an exception. He enthusiastically bet ten taels of silver for Lin Xiaofeng and himself, as if he wanted to share the same fate with Jingjiang. He was dressed in missionary clothes, a black round hat, and his face was filled with excitement. Whenever the Jingjiang team achieved good results, he would scream excitedly and cheer for the Jingjiang team; and when the Jingjiang team fell behind, he would frown and pray for his own players.

Father Jesus seemed more calm. He wore a white robe, a silver cross on his head, and a solemn and serious expression. Although he did not cheer as excitedly as Ferrero, he would smile with satisfaction whenever the Jingjiang team achieved good results; and when the Jingjiang team fell behind, he would pray silently and cheer for his own players.

The athletes selected by Yangqu County did not disappoint everyone's expectations. They fought hard and sweated on the field, showing amazing strength. Even in the case of obvious slack, they still achieved excellent results with their own efforts and strength. They won glory for Jingjiang and the country, and won the respect and applause of everyone present.

The most exciting event was the ring competition on the last day. Experts from all walks of life gathered here to show their strengths and compete. Luo Huajun, a martial arts champion, attracted the attention of the whole audience. He walked onto the ring with a sturdy figure, well-developed muscles, and a majestic demeanor. He wore a tight martial arts uniform and a red belt around his waist, which made him look heroic. He applied soybean oil on his body to reduce friction and showed off his muscles and strength unscrupulously on the ring. He arrogantly expressed his willingness to accept the challenge of the round-robin battle, which made everyone marvel at his courage and strength.

As the organizer, Lin Xiaofeng naturally supported Luo Huajun. He stood in the audience to cheer for Luo Huajun and personally prepared various supplies and medical supplies for him. After the game started, Luo Huajun lived up to everyone's expectations and showed amazing martial arts and strength. He fought against foreign guards with ease and won five games in a row. In each game, he used different boxing techniques and moves to dazzle and amaze the audience. His boxing techniques were strong, powerful, flexible and changeable, just like a martial arts master performing his unique skills.

The climax was his match with a player from a small country. The player was short but extremely flexible and fierce. He quickly shuttled around the field and launched attacks continuously, trying to disrupt Luo Huajun's rhythm and pace. However, Luo Huajun remained unmoved. He calmly observed his opponent's movements and flaws and looked for opportunities to counterattack. With Lin Xiaofeng's encouragement, Luo Huajun finally found his opponent's flaw and knocked him down on the ring with one punch, winning the game and the gold medal!

At that moment, the whole place was boiling with excitement. The audience cheered and jumped for joy, going crazy for Luo Huajun's victory. Luo Huajun also raised his arms to show his iron muscles and the joy of victory. His face was filled with a smug smile, as if the whole world was

His feet were shaking. At this moment, he was not only a winner, but also a symbol of Jingjiang martial virtue and a hero in the hearts of countless people.

The sun shines on the ring, and Luo Huajun's figure becomes taller and taller in the light. His muscles shine golden in the sun, as if he is an iron warrior, indestructible. His eyes are firm and blazing, full of desire for victory and desire for challenges. He stands on the ring, like a mountain, majestic and solid.

The audience waved their colorful flags crazily and shouted his name. Their voices merged into a torrent, breaking through the sky and shaking the earth. Lin Xiaofeng was also so excited that tears welled up in his eyes. He was proud of Luo Huajun's victory. He knew that the glory of this moment was not only Luo Huajun's, but also Jingjiang's, and everyone who had worked hard for this sports meeting.

In the crowd, a little girl was held by her mother. Her little hands tightly grasped the corner of her mother's clothes, but her eyes were fixed on Luo Huajun on the ring. There was a gleam in her eyes, as if she also saw her own dreams and future. She may not fully understand the significance of this game, but she can feel the passion and enthusiasm, the determination and courage to fight for honor.

Missionary Ferrero and Father Jesus were also standing in the crowd, their faces also filled with excited smiles. Missionary Ferrero waved the cross in his hand and cheered for Luo Huajun's victory. He may not understand the charm of martial arts, but he can feel the power and spiritual strength, the power that can inspire and excite people.

The Emperor of Jingjiang and all the officials also stood up and applauded Luo Huajun's victory. They knew that this victory was not just a victory in a game, but also a victory for Jingjiang's martial virtue and national honor. They were proud of Luo Huajun and full of confidence and expectations for Jingjiang's future.

As the sun sets, the last rays of the sun shine on the stadium. People leave one after another, but the memories and emotions of this grand event remain in their hearts. They know that this sports meeting is not just a sports competition, but also a spiritual baptism and sublimation. It allows them to see the power of human beings and the power of spirit, and the determination and courage to fight for honor and work hard for dreams.

Lin Xiaofeng stood in the crowd, looking at the gradually dispersing crowd and the stadium under the setting sun, his heart filled with emotion and touching. He knew that this sports meeting would be forever engraved in his heart and become one of the most precious memories in his life. He also believed that in the days to come, Jingjiang will usher in more grand events and challenges, but no matter when and where, the determination and courage to fight for honor and work hard for dreams will never be forgotten or erased.

When Luo Huajun stepped onto the podium, the atmosphere of the entire venue instantly reached a climax. Under the spotlight, he was wearing a brand new sportswear, like a brave warrior, his face filled with the joy of victory. At this moment, Lin Xiaofeng, with a special guest, stood quietly in the corner of the crowd, her eyes full of complex emotions.

The woman brought by Lin Xiaofeng was named Yu'er. She was Luo Huajun's brief love affair when he was young. At that time, she was as beautiful as a flower, pure and lovely, but unfortunately she was deceived by Luo Huajun's sweet words and ended up being abandoned. Now, she is no longer the innocent girl. The years have left traces of vicissitudes on her face, but her bright eyes still sparkle with desire and persistence for love.

Yu'er stood in the crowd, her eyes fixed on Luo Huajun on the podium. Her heart was filled with complex emotions, including resentment for the past and envy of Luo Huajun's current achievements. She had imagined countless times how wonderful their lives would be if Luo Huajun had not left her. However, the reality was cruel, and she could only stand here silently and witness Luo Huajun's glory.

Luo Huajun was extremely excited amid the cheers of the crowd. He looked around and finally fixed his eyes on Yu'er. At that moment, an inexplicable emotion surged in his heart. He recalled every bit of his time with Yu'er, and those sweet times seemed to be just yesterday. However, he knew that he could not go back to the past and could only cherish the happiness in front of him.

At the loud announcement of the host, Luo Huajun took a deep breath and looked at Yu'er affectionately. He slowly raised the trophy in his hand and gestured to Yu'er. At that moment, his eyes were full of guilt and gratitude. He knew that he had hurt Yu'er, but at this moment he wanted to express his apology and gratitude to her more.

"Yu'er, I know I have done a lot of wrong things and hurt you. But please believe me, I will spend the rest of my life making up for my mistakes." Luo Huajun's voice was firm and powerful, as if he wanted the whole world to hear his oath.

Yu'er listened to Luo Huajun's words, and a warm current surged in her heart. She knew that Luo Huajun was no longer the boy he was back then, and he had become more mature and stable. Although the pain of the past still existed, she was willing to believe in Luo Huajun's promise and give him a chance to start over. (End of this chapter)