The rain briefly stopped at noon, but when it was ti to go to school in the afternoon, it started again.
As expected, the three afternoon classes were still held in the classroom. After consolidating the seven moves of the military boxing learned in the morning, they learned three new ones: the turning arm lock, the false step rib chop, and the groin top elbow move.
The first day of military training quietly passed by without anyone noticing.
By the ti school ended in the afternoon, the sensible rain had ceased by itself, and the overcast sky had given way to the sun again.
The line "After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather falls into a late autumn" was so appropriate at that mont.
After the instructor announced the dismissal, the horoom teacher intercepted the students who were fully prepared to go for dinner at the door.
"I'll just take a few minutes of your ti, I'll be quick," Mr. Guo tapped on the door and then stood at the entrance to announce, "Tonight the school has arranged a performance for everyone. So you don't need to return to your class in the evening; just gather directly at the school studio."
"Wow!"
"Teacher, do we still have to wear our military training uniforms in the evening?"
"Teacher, can we wear slippers tonight?"
"Teacher, what kind of performance is it?"
Originally quiet, the class instantly beca lively. Soon, exclamations could be heard from the neighboring classes, obviously, they had received the sa notification.
Mr. Guo smiled, tapped on the door again, and waited for the noise to subside before he continued, "You can wear whatever clothes you like tonight. As for the performance, you'll find out tonight, that's all. Xu Qingfan, please co to my office, I won't delay your dinner and bath ti any longer."
Seeing that the horoom teacher was about to leave, so students were still persistently asking, "Teacher, can we wear slippers or not?"
Xu Qingfan shook his head silently, thinking how naive high school students really were. Of course, you couldn't wear slippers, but typically no one would catch you. If you want to take the risk and wear them, you'll bear the consequences yourself. Don't expect the horoom teacher to take the bla for it.
"Fan, what does the teacher want you for?" Xiao Ruawen asked curiously after Mr. Guo left.
Wang Xuan and her desk mate Chen Qi also looked over, waiting for Xu Qingfan's answer.
"How would I know? I guess it's to arrange the seating for tonight?" Xu Qingfan shrugged.
"Hey, Fan, you should go quickly. I'll wait for you at the door!" Xiao Ruawen happily pushed him out, waving goodbye to Wang Xuan: "See you tonight, we're going back now."
"Yeah, see you tonight." Seeing the milk lying on the desk, Wang Xuan sensibly didn't follow them.
...
"Qingfan, you're here? This is the seating chart for tonight's performance. You'll help coordinate the students tonight, as I might not get there so quickly." Just as Xu Qingfan had guessed, as soon as he walked into the office, Mr. Guo handed him an A4 sheet.
"Got it. Anything else I should pay attention to?" Xu Qingfan nodded and accepted the paper without any sign of hesitation.
Mr. Guo thought for a mont and decided to give him a hint: "There's nothing much to note, just that students may be randomly selected to perform on stage tonight. If you have any talent, you might want to prepare sothing."
"Okay, thanks, teacher. I'll go have dinner first then," Xu Qingfan nodded again, thinking it wouldn't be him anyway, just like in his previous life.
"Alright, go ahead," the horoom teacher patted his shoulder earnestly.
"Look, here's the seating chart for tonight. They needed as a laborer," Xu Qingfan said, handing the A4 sheet to Xiao Ruawen outside.
"Hey, let see!"
"Class One and Class Two are far from us, we can't hang out with everyone. Oh, Fan, Class Ten is right in front of us, we can hang out with Yu!"
Xiao Ruawen pulled Xu Qingfan along while studying the paper, muttering to herself occasionally.
When they t up with the four girls, unsurprisingly, Wu Lingyu and Xia Xiaoxiao each held an identical seating chart.
"The horoom teacher just told that tonight perforrs will be randomly selected from classes One to Twenty. Be careful not to get chosen," Xu Qingfan said, sharing his mory from his previous life.
"Wow! Performing in front of the entire grade? I'm already looking forward to it!" Xiao Ruawen's eyes lit up imdiately.
"If Brother Fan sings, won't the students be very unlucky?" Lin Wanning smiled with her eyes nearly shut, grabbing Xu Qingfan's arm and shaking it.
"My singing isn't that bad, okay? Besides, I can perform with an instrunt instead," he tapped her head, speaking with mock annoyance.
"It's not awful, just bad enough that even Little White covered her ears," Xia Xiaoxiao added nonchalantly.
"Hahaha!" Rembering how Xu Qingfan had tornted Little White that day, the five girls burst into laughter together.
With a stern face, he mimicked the instructor's morning tone: "Laugh! Is it that funny?"
"If it wasn't funny, why were you all laughing so happily just now? Do you think I'm funny?"
Xiao Ruawen had naturally already shared this little story, and now, hearing Xu Qingfan say it, the five almost laughed to the point of breathlessness.
"Haha, Brother Fan, stop it, ha-ha!"
"Haha! Oh man, Fan, you just want to make us laugh so that soone will bring you breakfast every day!"
Xu Qingfan cleared his throat and began to chant a spell: "Ahem, if soone asks , I'll say it, but no one is asking. I am anticipating..."
"Oh no, run! Fan is about to sing 'Extravagant'!"
"Brother, close your mouth!"
"Hahaha..."
...
It was 6:30 PM.
After taking a bath at ho, the five girls had put on what they thought were their prettiest outfits.
Xu Qingfan's gaze finally rested on Xia Xiaoxiao. The girl wore a simple floral dress that made her look like the perfect definition of "bright moonlight."
Of course, the other four girls each had their unique beauty, but they weren't as tall as Xia Xiaoxiao, so they didn't stand out as much when they stood together.
"Seriously, sir, are you going to school dressed like that?" Xiao Ruawen looked Xu Qingfan up and down; he was wearing a loose black top and cargo shorts, with a pair of flip-flops on his feet.
Xu Qingfan looked down at himself and said casually, "What's wrong? It's comfortable."
"Comfortable my foot!" Xia Xiaoxiao snapped.
"No way, we're going up to supervise Brother Fan in changing his clothes!"
"Yes!"
"Hey, hey, hey, this is fine..." Xu Qingfan began, but he was already being pushed back upstairs by the five girls.
A mont later.
His fancy-patterned top had been replaced with a clean, tidy white shirt, with a British-style knitted vest over it.
His shorts had been changed to creamy white casual trousers, and finally, a pair of white sneakers were put on his feet.
The five girls carefully examined Xu Qingfan in the full-length mirror. They were 90% satisfied with their creation but felt sothing was still missing.
"I feel like sothing's missing," Xiao Ruawen said, rubbing her chin in thought.
"Would he look better in glasses?" Wu Lingyu suggested, imagining how Xu Qingfan would look.
"Exactly!"
"Definitely glasses!"
Soon, Lin Wanning found a pair of non-prescription silver-fra glasses and put them on Xu Qingfan, while Xiao Ruawen handed him a dictionary to hold. A limited edition "bright moonlight" Xu Qingfan was successfully completed.
n are attracted to beauty, and it works the other way around too.
The five girls at this mont were all staring intently at the boy in the mirror. He was their "bright moonlight" childhood sweetheart!
"Brother, you look so handso!" Zhang Yiyi said sincerely.
"Brother Qingfan is the most handso!" Lin Wanning squinted her eyes in happiness.
"Hmm, I have to admit, Fan, you do look pretty handso like this," Xiao Ruawen gulped.
Wu Lingyu felt her heart pounding so hard she was at a loss for words.
"Stop being vain, hurry up, we still need to guide the students." Xia Xiaoxiao removed his glasses. After the "bright moonlight" charm was broken, its effect was drastically diminished.
Xu Qingfan smiled knowingly at the five girls in the mirror: "It's because you made do this, let's go."
"Let's go!"
After saying goodbye to Little White at ho, they quickly held hands and crossed the street to return to school.
Many puddles had ford on the road after the rain. The girls occasionally had to lift their skirts and tiptoe around them, their moves resembling ballet white swans: elegant and beautiful.
Xu Qingfan recorded this mont on his phone, thinking: If I post this video on TikTok in my previous life, it'll definitely get more likes than those so-called garage goddesses.
Short videos were a huge market Xu Qingfan was determined to tap into. Under his direction, engineers from both Xiaohongshu and Good Taste Takeout were already working on smart recomndations.
"Brother Fan, why are you walking so slowly?"
"Fan, hurry up!"
Xu Qingfan put away his phone and waved at them, smiling: "Here I co!"
...
At 7:30 PM, all 1,050 first-year students were seated neatly in the auditorium.
Xu Qingfan had put his glasses back on. Without needing to look, he could already feel the many girls around him stealing glances.
After all, he had almost caused a crowd at the auditorium entrance while guiding the students to their seats.
Xu Qingfan adjusted his glasses. Not used to wearing them, he was already feeling a bit uncomfortable.
But he had promised the girls not to take them off, and with Xiao Ruawen supervising nearby, Xu Qingfan had no choice but to keep wearing them.
Wu Lingyu sat in front of him, chatting with a new acquaintance.
He vaguely rembered this person, likely a sports talent who later got into Beijing Sports University. Quite impressive.
Xiao Ruawen was equally chatty with Wang Xuan, though the latter occasionally threw glances his way.
Xu Qingfan felt this was perfect, with everyone making new friends while his friends remained few, but he had many... female friends.
After the vice-principal Mr. Fan, who had appeared at the open house, gave a lot of useless jargon, the eagerly anticipated performance segnt officially began.
After watching performances from Classes One and Two without seeing any of the girls get selected, Xu Qingfan quickly lost interest and started chatting with the girls on the group chat.
When it was Class Ten's turn and he confird Wu Lingyu wasn't chosen, Xu Qingfan didn't even bother paying attention anymore, and started playing the "Hero Kills" ga on QQ Ga Hall with the girls.
"Got you, you thought so, didn't you? Now, draw equipnt, continued card draw!" Playing as Sun Shangxiang, Xu Qingfan rampaged through the ga, soon amassing over twenty cards.
Equipped with the Zhuge Crossbow and Minus One Horse, he switched to bloodshed mode.
"Dodge, right? I'll keep attacking, dodge again, and I'll keep attacking!" Xu Qingfan giggled, tapping the screen, oblivious to soone tapping his shoulder.
"Class Sixteen, where's number one?" On stage, the host Mr. Fan called into the microphone again.
"Fan, Fan, stop playing, you've been selected!" Xiao Ruawen urgently pushed his shoulder.
"What do you an, I've been selected?" Xu Qingfan stood up, dazed, instantly drawing everyone's attention.
"Class Sixteen's number one student, is there a lack of courage... let's give a round of applause for this student!" Seeing Xu Qingfan rise, Fan Zhongyu changed his tone, leading the applause.
Xu Qingfan blinked in confusion: Was he selected?
He quickly rembered that in high school, student numbers were based on admission scores, and in this lifeti, he was number one!
"Good luck, Fan!" Xiao Ruawen gave him a push, and Xu Qingfan stumbled into the aisle.
Quickly regaining his composure, he fastened the last button on his shirt and strode confidently toward the stage.
[Showing off in front of people? I've got this!]
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