The sky curtain makes you a useless class monitor, yet you act arbitrarily for eternity?

At the same time.

Luo Ji raised his hand.

The tiny, silvery-white orbs scattered across the sky across the country began to be collected, flying one after another toward the bright star next to the moon.

Teachers in each class finally began to organize students to arrange dormitories.

The Zhenguo Army readjusted the cordon.

The noise on the playground gradually subsided.

It seemed that night in Jinling was finally about to end.

Just then.

"Feed, feed, feed—"

"All of you, look at me!!!"

The stage lights suddenly came on.

Red.

Blue.

Purple.

A row of colored lights swept erratically, leaving the students and teachers who were just about to leave completely bewildered.

After a brief silence, the playground erupted in chaos.

"Holy crap—"

"There are more events?!"

"Still going to party hard?!"

"No way, they just cleaned up the Zhou family's mess, they're still ransacking their property, and now they're having a concert?"

"What do you know? This is called a traditional skill of Class Nine!"

All spotlights simultaneously shine on the center of the stage.

Yan Cong sat in front of the drum set, a wide smile on his face, the microphone almost shoved into his cheek.

He cleared his throat.

"Cough cough..."

"Everyone!"

"I'm going to confess my feelings to a classmate today!!!"

The entire room fell silent instantly.

Three seconds later.

"Holy shit!!!"

Yan Cong was very satisfied with this reaction.

He raised his hand and pressed it down.

"The next song, although I'm not the lead singer."

"but!"

"My good brother Tong Jingcheng and I co-wrote the lyrics!"

"Sung by the three of us brothers!"

"Dedicated solely to..."

His voice suddenly rose in pitch.

"My dearest Su Xiaoxiao!"

"Holy shit!!!"

In an instant, the entire audience erupted in uproar.

All the students wore expressions of disbelief.

"Damn it?"

"Su Xiaoxiao? Isn't that... pfft! Zhao Kuo's childhood sweetheart from Class 8?"

"Hahaha……"

"Look, look! Zhao Kuo's awake! Hahaha, he's unleashing his ultimate move right up to my face!"

"Those guys from Class 9... pfft, they really are vindictive! Hahaha!"

On the other side of the playground.

Zhao Kuo, who had just recovered from his coma, felt his eyelids twitch when he heard the name "Su Xiaoxiao".

He struggled to lift his head.

Then he saw Yan Cong on the stage giving him a bright, almost punchable smile.

Then, he smiled and winked.

"Student Zhao."

"You're awake?"

"That's perfect."

"You should listen to this song too."

The stage lights suddenly dimmed.

The next second, all the spotlights simultaneously focused on Yan Cong.

Yan Cong sat behind the drum set, a wide grin spreading across his face.

He raised the drumsticks.

"Bang!"

The first drumbeat fell.

The lights jolted.

Immediately afterwards, a clear and melodious tune flowed from the speakers.

A gentle male voice carried on the night breeze across the playground.

"My story begins because of you."

"..."

"I'll go to the mountains and the sea for you, and empty my pockets for you."

"..."

"I've learned to be patient with you, and I've changed all my bad habits for you."

"..."

"I don't want to see you suffer the same pain, so I've learned to spoil you."

"..."

"Even when you cry at night like a child, you're still my girl."

"..."

"Please forgive me for not wanting to break up with you so soon, my girl~"

A song fell.

The playground was quiet for several seconds.

The students who were just about to watch the excitement were now standing there, looking a little stunned.

It was as if a boy had actually appeared before their eyes.

For a girl, he was willing to go to great lengths, empty his pockets, and change all his bad habits, just to keep that glimmer of light in her eyes.

"Waaaaah..."

"What amazing lyrics!"

"What do you mean? To meet her expectations, I'm willing to go to great lengths, even to the point of exhaustion!"

"And what does it mean to change all your bad habits and learn to be tolerant and patient, just to keep the admiration in her eyes?"

"Oh My God!"

"Is this the ultimate in romance?"

"Sigh, only I realize..."

You still need my embrace.

"Crying at night like a child"

You are still my girl.

"Don't worry, I'm always here."

"These few lines of lyrics?"

As soon as the sentence was finished,

The conversation in the crowd suddenly changed.

One gaze after another slowly turned to the other side of the playground.

There, Zhao Kuo lay on a stretcher, bound like a mummy.

He had just woken up from a coma, and his complexion was already quite pale.

It looks even worse now.

"Hiss... No way, really?"

"That old bastard keeps a close eye on his childhood sweetheart every day, as if he's afraid someone else will take her away..."

"You've been dating Yan Cong from Class 9 for a while now?"

"This guy... he's already been cuckolded?"

"puff--"

"I won't tell! Hahaha—"

Laughter erupted from all around.

Zhao Kuo's chest heaved violently.

But his whole body was wrapped in bandages, and he couldn't even raise his hand.

He could only stare intently at Su Xiaoxiao in the crowd with his bloodshot eyes.

No.

Little one!

Tell them quickly, it's all fake!

Tell me quickly!

But he couldn't shout it out.

Only a few broken breaths escaped from his throat.

"No……"

on the stage.

Yan Cong completely ignored Lu Changming, whose face was as black as the bottom of a pot at the side of the stage.

His gaze swept through the crowd and landed on a well-dressed girl.

The girl stood in the crowd, her fingers gripping the hem of her skirt, her face pale.

When she saw Yan Cong looking over, her eyes widened in surprise for a moment before slowly regaining their composure.

It felt like we had finally waited for something.

"Whoosh—"

Yan Cong suddenly charged forward and then jumped off the stage.

The crowd was startled and quickly dispersed to both sides.

He immediately executed a sliding tackle on one knee, his body sliding across the grass.

During the gliding, he pulled a box out from behind his back.

When he came in front of Su Xiaoxiao, he flipped his wrist.

The lid popped open with a whoosh.

"Zheng~"

A blinding golden light exploded on the spot.

The students who were nearby all covered their eyes and made a series of noises.

But Yan Cong, that dog, made a heartfelt vow, which had already begun to ring out.

"Little one, my love for you is as clear as heaven and earth! As bright as the sun and moon! As firm as the mountains and seas! It is no empty word!"

"If I had to put a time limit on this love, I would hope it would be ten thousand years!"

"Will you be my girlfriend?"