I Alone Am Immortal: My Rebirth and Leisurely Cultivation

Chapter 467 Urawaka
The first-year high school students will perform first.

However, the first-year high school students had only been at school for a short time and were clearly a bit reserved.

Class 1 of Grade 11 didn't have any performances, so they changed their formation in front of the stage and walked over.

However, their entrance slogan was quite unique.

"Class 1, Grade 11, Class 1, Class 1!"

"So-so, just average!"

The school leaders were speechless for a moment, but thankfully they were all professionals.

Li Yan stood in the best viewing position on the rostrum and continued watching.

Class 1 of Grade 11 is quite unique, but most of the other Grade 11 classes are not particularly distinctive.

However, there are some classes that are more open-minded, such as Class 8 of Grade 11.

At the front of the Class 8, Grade 11 line, Li Fei, with her broad shoulders and thick waist, stood there, wearing a miniskirt and crop top, seemingly not cold at all.

To her left and right were four other girls dressed similarly in revealing outfits.

Then they walked to the open space in front of the stage and began to dance.

The other four girls were completely uninteresting.

Because once everyone saw the chimpanzee posing and getting ready in the center, they couldn't go back.

"Damn it! Who let her out?"

"unbelievable!"

"Ah! My eyes."

At the front of Class 8's formation, Xu Kaiyang looked constipated.

"Alright, let's bid farewell to the students of Class 8, Grade 11."

The host on the podium suppressed the urge to vomit with immense willpower.

"Next up is the Class 1, Grade 11 contingent. The students of Class 1, Grade 11 are self-reliant, hardworking, and enterprising."

As soon as the host spoke, the group that had run far away immediately started moving.

"Hurry! Qingya, you all move forward quickly."

"Everyone, cover yourselves with the cloth, make it invisible!"

As the saying goes, there is no difference without comparison.

The three fairies, one pink, one blue, and one gold, entered the arena. Their youthful appearance, fair legs, and exquisite clothes immediately drew cheers.

"You're so pretty, senior!"

"Wow, the level of accuracy is almost beyond that of a model."

"I want them to star in the second movie."

The host continued to praise, saying that Class 1 of Grade 11 also deserved praise.

What puzzled him was that there was a square formation far behind the Little Fairy, and why was it covered by a cloth?
That's quite strange; if he hadn't looked closely, he would have thought there was no one there.

But it's alright, Yu Qingya, Lin Yufan, and Zhang Keke quickly gave him an answer.

The three women began a graceful dance, accompanied by specific hand gestures and shifting postures, and the magic wands in their hands lit up.

It emits electronically synthesized sound effects.

"Balala Energy, Makka Pakka, transform!"

The three of them simultaneously pointed their magic wands at the formation of Class One.

Seeing this scene, the youthful spirits of everyone on the playground, whether boys or girls, were overflowing.

"It's so cute!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Ping, who was walking outside the formation's curtain, turned around, took out his gun, and fired a shot behind him.

Then the cloth covering the heads of the group of people was removed by them on their own initiative.

In a flash, a group of people, all dressed in black trench coats and standing in neat rows, appeared.

At the front of the boys' group, a tall figure in imperial armor walked with his head held high.

At the front of the girls' group, an elegant, graceful, and beautiful figure walked slowly, holding a class sign in her hand.

"I boil it!"

"It can still be like this."

"What a nice view!"

"So handsome!"

A series of exclamations rang out.

I must say this magic trick was very successful.

Both the cosplay performances at the front and the procession at the back were very eye-catching.

When people wear trench coats, they exude a unique sense of youthful vigor and spirit.

Some astute observers even noticed this.

"There are so many pretty girls in this class!"

Some people noticed that Li Ping was in the center position and were immediately dissatisfied.

"Who the hell is that? The Fairy Queen's son is taking the center position?!"

"I don't know, maybe it's the class monitor?"

"He seemed superfluous."

In the line behind Class 1 of Grade 11, Qian Jiarou, the class monitor of Class 5, glanced at Class 1's performance and sneered.

"It's nothing special, we're still the real protagonists."

As she spoke, she patted the horse beside her.

Immediately, someone chimed in, "Yeah, class monitor! With all this stuff you've provided, our class will definitely be the best in the whole school!"

"I bet those teachers have never seen anything like this in their entire lives," Meng Weiyang added.

Qian Jiarou smiled slightly, a slight upturn at the corners of her lips.

"Not necessarily. Young Master Xuan only got into Class Two. Maybe he has someone better."

As the two were talking, the class one team completed their entrance performance.

Li Yan did not choose to return to the team; he continued to watch from the podium.

No one will kick him out.

Soon, it was time for Class 2 of the second year of high school.

Unlike Class 1, Class 2's class uniform is a windproof jacket.

Their class walked by carrying a huge national flag, which added a touch of solemnity to the originally joyful atmosphere.

Qian Jiarou from Class 5 also witnessed this scene and immediately praised it.

"As expected of Young Master Xuan, this entrance ceremony is really impressive, much better than ours."

Meng Weiyang rolled her eyes inwardly but agreed aloud. "Yeah, if the school had an official website or WeChat account, they would definitely use this scene for publicity."

As the two were talking, Bai Shaoxuan, who had already finished the entrance ceremony, stood at the front of the line.

Holding up the class sign as the image representative, he wore a faint smile.

I glanced at Class 1 next to me.

He shook his head slightly, thinking to himself that he was still young and only thought about having fun.
His proposed performance will surely leave a lasting impression on the school leaders.

That way, my trip to Class 2 wasn't in vain.

Bai Shaoxuan did not choose to be directly transferred to Class 1 because he had his own pride.

At the same time, after watching the performance of Class One, he felt that Ye Hui's leader was ultimately a bit girlish and liked flashy things.

Just as I was thinking this, I saw that the third class, who had just entered, did the same thing.

However, unlike Class Two, they directly held up a huge national flag.

The people in Class Three were just holding strips of red cloth.

Once they reached the foot of the platform, the group closed up, and the red cloths were immediately pieced together.

In the upper left corner, several golden five-pointed stars also appeared under the control of the students below.

While it may not be described as flowing smoothly, it is certainly not sluggish.

The stars appeared in just the right position, making it much more pleasing to the eye than Class Two simply holding up the national flag.

This not only elicited gasps from many students on the playground, but also brought smiles to the faces of the leaders on the podium.

They could accept the previous performances,
However, they prefer it the way it is now.

Someone in the same group also noticed this.

"Oh no!" Zhang Wei scratched his head. "We were so focused on having fun that we forgot about positive energy."

"What's the point of saying it all the time?" Yu Bin said nonchalantly. "It's like reciting a book every day. Have you memorized it? How many words have you actually remembered?"

"Exactly, it's all just for show."

Xiao Shuai completely agreed with Bin Ge's point of view: "What good is it for us to do this kind of thing, except to make things convenient for some people? We might as well take the opportunity to have some fun."

He still remembers when he was in the first year of junior high school, the village and town were saying that they wanted to welcome so-and-so.

Then someone came and directed them to bring out the chili peppers, corn, and other things they had dried themselves.

A large red flag was displayed in the town's central square.

It looks quite nice.

However, it was raining when XX was supposed to come, so he didn't.

After the days passed, the grain that had been laid out was never returned.

That autumn and winter, Xiao Shuai lost the pocket money he used to receive every morning.

"Wow, my brother Xiao is so insightful." Zhang Wei nodded, his gaze fixed on the entrance track, then his eyes widened.

"Wow, a BMW!"

Li Yan looked at the group of Class 5, Grade 11.

Qian Jiarou, dressed in a colorful ancient costume dress, sat on a Ferghana horse.

To her left and right were two guards dressed as swordsmen, also on horseback; they were the vanguard.

In front of her, someone was holding the reins and pulling her horse.

The girls, dressed as maids, followed behind Qian Jiarou.
The horses' hooves clattered past the rostrum.

The class procession slowly passed by.

There were no class slogans, but many who witnessed this scene felt a surge of emotion within them.

Jiang Yingzhu stood beside the group, looking at Qian Jiarou's horse with considerable envy.

"Her horse is so beautiful, I want to ride it."

Mei Mengqian gave Zhuzhu a strange look, then turned her head away.

Among the girls, Liang Xueyi looked in Qian Jiarou's direction with envy.

"That's amazing! I wish I could ride a horse and be led around by someone."

Upon hearing this, Yang Xiong, who was standing in the boys' group less than a meter away from her, chuckled.

"Then you'll probably be able to achieve it, and someone will lead you around in the future."

That's true, but Liang Xueyi thought about her strained relationship with him.

I always felt he was implying something.

"Hmph! Trash!"

Liang Xueyi cursed and continued watching the upcoming entrance performance.

It must be said that Qian Jiarou's Class 5 of Grade 11 is indeed the most amazing in the students' hearts so far.

Dressed in fine clothes and riding spirited horses, surrounded by a large crowd.

Who hasn't imagined it?

Even Bai Shaoxuan's eyes lit up a bit, then he chuckled and shook his head.

"That's too flashy, it's not advisable."

He thought this way, and not only in a flamboyant manner, but also in a somewhat dangerous way.

Bai Shaoxuan had ridden a horse before and knew that horses were not easy to control.

Of the people on the field, the two boys riding horses looked like they had only been learning for a couple of days.

There is always the possibility of being thrown off the horse.

The reason why Class 5 of Grade 11 didn't shout their class slogan was probably because they were afraid of startling the horses.

Of the subsequent classes in the second year of high school, none stood out more than Class 5.

Qian Jiarou looked smug until Class 1 of Senior Three came out.

"Ura waka!"

One after another, voices that were completely incomprehensible came from the entrance.

Then, everyone's eyes widened in shock.

A dozen or so tall boys from Class 1 of the senior year, with dark skin painted on, suddenly took off their long coats, revealing their dark and muscular upper bodies.

They wore bird feather crowns on their heads, had long, messy wigs, carried bones or wooden sticks, and had rattan or bird feather skirts wrapped around their waists.

Then, they would dance wildly, chattering as they rushed toward the platform, spewing smoke from their hands, or haphazardly smearing totems on their faces, or waving bone clubs, tattered animal skin flags, and wooden sticks.

"Next?! Huh?!"

On the stage, the host was about to read the opening remarks when he stopped.

In their seats, Jiang Ting and the other leaders twitched their cheeks and fell into deep silence.

(End of this chapter)