"Huh? This show is kind of interesting!"

Hearing the familiar music, the school leaders and teachers who had felt their foreheads twitching just now couldn't help but sit up straight.

The principal and senior teachers of County No. 1 Middle School are basically born in the 1970s and 1980s.

The deepest memories in the minds of these two generations are the TV series they watched when they were young.

As soon as the prelude of "Ah~~~" at the end of the 1995 version of The Condor is played, they can't help but want to hum along.

"This time I really decided to leave

Stay away from the sorrows that have been unknown for a long time..."

This is something that has been engraved deep in their memory. Normally, they would not be able to recite the lyrics directly, but when they hear the music, they can sing it completely.

"Not bad! This program is good!"

"Yeah, by the way, I remembered, today is Jin Juju's death anniversary!"

"Fuck, isn't it? Let me check... Damn, it's true!"

"These students are so thoughtful. I thought they, those born in 1900, would no longer like these classics!"

"A classic is a classic. Even after thirty or forty years, it will still be loved by people!"

This time, not only the school leaders, but also the TV reporters who had seen a lot of tricks in the entertainment industry, also nodded.

Well, the reporters and cameramen are not born in the 1980s, but those born in the 1990s also watched The Legend of the Condor Heroes, okay?

Meitong’s Little Dragon Girl and Bai Gu’s Yang Guo are even more yyds!

"My somersaults are pretty good too. Oops, I also have the dog-beating stick technique."

"Haha, this is a good idea. Even though it's just waving around randomly, it already has an internal flavor!"

The school leaders and teachers, as well as the parents surrounding the playground, laughed with interest.

Different from the helplessness and emotion when seeing the strange costumes, when they saw the "Salute to the Golden Giant" from Class 7, they felt inexplicable nostalgia and recollection.

I just don’t know whether they miss the film and television classics of the past, or their lost childhood and youth.

But no matter what the reason was, they all had empathy.

The applause continued, and the county TV station’s photographer even took full advantage of the camera.

I originally thought that the program would end here, because the phalanx of Class 8, Grade 2, had already entered the venue and was about to pass the rostrum.

At this moment, the music suddenly changed, and the theme song of the Condor Shooting came on that made people feel numb and excited.

The unique drum beat of "Iron-Blooded Heart" sounded, and in the minds of countless Chinese people who missed this classic, that classic picture subconsciously emerged——

Black curtain, red full moon, and a silhouette of a man in the full moon. He is pointing his bow and arrow at the sky.

"Fuck! Look!"

"...This, these students are going to defy heaven!"

The photographers' eyes widened, and the teachers and parents' hands trembling when taking pictures with their mobile phones.

The moment the prelude to "Iron-Blooded Heart" started playing, the queue of Class 7 changed, and there were still people dancing around with swords and drawing sticks.

But five or six strong boys gathered in the middle and formed a circle.

Then, a girl in a yellow dress stepped on the boy's palm and jumped up lightly.

Before the audience could exclaim "Ahhh", they saw this girl standing in the void.

One leg is straight with the toes upright, the other leg is arched, holding a bow and arrow in his hand, open it, and point the arrow tip directly towards the sky.

Her whole body was suspended in mid-air, and her movements when she drew the bow to full length didn't look like a showpiece. Her posture and spirit seemed like she could really shoot down the sun with one arrow.

"Ouch!"

"Holy shit, shit!"

"..."

The playground instantly burst into thunderous applause and cheers.

Not to mention the school leaders, teachers and parents who were watching, even the students couldn't help but whistle and shout.

The atmosphere at the scene was instantly exploded!

Hiding in the stands of Class 7, Zhou Zixuan thought she could see Zhou Zixuan and He Tiantian being overwhelmed and slapped in the face by other classes, but she never expected to see such a wonderful performance!

"How is it possible? How did He Tiantian do it?"

"Does she really know how to do martial arts? Are you kidding me? It's 0202. Where did she get this light kung fu?"

"No, no, why didn't I see He Tiantian shooting an arrow during the rehearsal?"

"...He, they deliberately hid it from me!"

Zhou Zixuan's face suddenly turned ugly. She simply couldn't believe that as the little fairy and great writer in the class, she had always been the object of admiration and envy among her classmates.

From the first year of high school to now, for more than a year, she, Zhou Zixuan, has been the only one who has squeezed out others.

Now, she, she was actually kept in the dark by the whole class.

I am also from Class 7, Grade 2. You are afraid that other classmates will see your trump card, so why are you even guarding me?

While Zhou Zixuan was feeling sad and angry, there was also a faint fear in her heart.

She knew that her behavior of pretending to be ill and leaving the trouble to others was really disgraceful.

However, she never wanted to cut off from Class 7, Grade 2, Grade 2.

She just couldn't think of a better idea and she just didn't want to lose. Is it wrong?

She, Zhou Zixuan, has been a smart, sensible, well-behaved, and cute little fairy since she was a child. She is someone else's child.

How could she be ostracized like that little vixen He Tiantian?

He Tiantian?

Yes, it’s all because of He Tiantian!

If it hadn't been for her, Zhou Zixuan wouldn't have produced such a wonderful show. If it hadn't been for her, she wouldn't have been kept in the dark by the whole class!

The more Zhou Zixuan thought about it, the angrier he became. When all the students in Class 7, Grade 2, returned to the stands talking and laughing excitedly, Zhou Zixuan looked at He Tiantian with a sinister and cold look.

He Tiantian felt a surge of malice. She turned her head sharply and saw Zhou Zixuan in the crowd, who had returned to a gentle smile.

He Tiantian:...hate me again?

Me, I didn’t do anything.

However, He Tiantian was not too entangled.

A person like Zhou Zixuan, who secretly writes people into books and abuses them out of jealousy, has a heart smaller than a needle nose.

Zhou Zixuan may have inexplicable thoughts about things that may seem normal to others, and then become angry and resentful.

He Tiantian has always hated the "victim guilt theory" the most. When someone targets her, she will never look for problems on herself.

As long as she sticks to her three values ​​and bottom line, and as long as she doesn't hurt others or endanger society, she's not wrong!

"Tiantian, look, there is already a video of our show on a certain channel!"

"In less than half an hour, the number of likes exceeded 10,000, and there were so many comments!"

"Ha, ha, ha, we are popular! Class 2, Class 7, County No. 1 Middle School, it's so popular!"

"Look, look, look, someone has re-dubbed the BGM for our video. I, I have goosebumps all over my body just looking at it."

After changing clothes and returning to the stands, the students were all holding their mobile phones, watching videos and giggling.

"Oh, I saw me! Not to mention, I, the Nine-Pocket Elder, am quite impressive."

"What's so impressive? You have a bad taste. I still think I, the Quanzhen Seventh Son, are the most handsome. Oh my, I want to take a screenshot of this picture and save it!"

"If you ask me, He Tiantian is the worst offender. Oh my God, I didn't feel too shocked during the rehearsal, but when I put it on the video, why did it look so hot?"

"Yes, he's so handsome. From today on, Tiantian is my idol!"

Everyone was chattering while watching the video.

It has to be said that with the friendship of working together and the same glory, He Tiantian and her classmates have completely integrated together.

The classmates who had hurt or excluded He Tiantian all apologized shamefully or unnaturally during the rehearsal.

He Tiantian chose to reconcile with the past, and even if she could not become good friends, she still treated her classmates as ordinary classmates.

Sometimes, those who have been hurt do not necessarily want any compensation or compensation from the perpetrator. They humblely just want a heartfelt "I'm sorry."

He Tiantian is not a generous person, nor is she a virgin who repays kindness with kindness. She is a bit of a grudge and believes in "an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth".

However, when those classmates said "I'm sorry" to herself either sincerely or awkwardly, the obsession she once thought was unforgivable seemed to have dissipated.

In the past, just let it pass.

She, He Tiantian, has started a new life.

However, He Tiantian still did not expect that she would have such an opportunity in her new life——
To be continued...