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Looking at the crowd, Yang Haitao wanted to say something but hesitated. In the end, he could only sigh.

He clearly knew that Ye Qing was not some random kid from a small county. He was someone who could compete with Yao Tianhao, the head of the Jianghu.

However, he was worried that if he told the truth now, the confidence that he had built up with great difficulty might disappear.

On the second day, Zhong Hui was exceptionally excited when he saw Ye Qing in the academy. "Did you know? Tonight is our Sky Words Academy's Great Assembly of Talent. My goddess, Chu Yigrong, will definitely appear."

"Talent Assembly?" Ye Qing was stunned.

He vaguely remembered that in his previous life, every time she had participated in a talent conference, Chu YiRong, who was the representative of the Heavenly Court's Shuangchuan Pavilion, would appear on stage as the champion. She would dance alone and amaze everyone, becoming a goddess in the hearts of men.

'If I remember correctly, the person who played the music for her was Luo Hua An every time. This caused the people in the academy to refer to the two of them as the golden couple. 'In the end, the two of them weren't able to be together. Many of them felt very regretful … '

Ye Qing frowned.

Even though 900 years had passed and the current him was no longer a youth, and he no longer had any feelings for Chu Yi Rong, he did not wish for her to be with Luo Hua An.

Just then, He Youlong walked past him, glanced at Zhong Hui and snorted, "You're still thinking about Chu Yi Rong with that frustrated look of yours? [The beautiful lady Chu has been in our hands for a long time.]

Being choked by He Youlong, Zhong Huihe was suddenly embarrassed.

He wanted to retort, but he realized the gap between him and Luo Hua An was too big. Moreover, the two of them had performed together multiple times in the past, so he could only hold back his anger.

When Ye Qing saw this, he retorted, "Is that so? How come I heard that Chu Yi Rong only views Luo Hua An as a friend?"

He Youguang sneered, "Even if Chu Yiran doesn't like our Young Master Luo, she definitely wouldn't like a wild kid from a small county like you."

"That may not be so." Ye Qing smiled in disdain.

"What do you mean brat? Who said that it's impossible for beautiful women to like our Brother Ye?" Zhong Hui retorted loudly: "Or, you brat, did you want to come again after you were kicked to the ground by our Brother Ye the other day?"

Hearing this, He Youguo's mouth twitched, and a trace of fear flashed across his eyes.

However, he glanced at Ye Qing beside him and only clenched his fist before turning around with a snort.

Zhong Huihe raised his head proudly.

In the past, he was the only one who was arrogant. To think that he could trample on the other party now as well.

Time passed quickly, and soon it was night.

In a large hall of the academy, the lights were currently brightly lit. Zhong Huai and Ye Qing sat back on their seats.

"Phew, the impromptu poem was finally over. If Yang Haitao didn't help us out, we would have lost a lot of face just now." Zhong Huai let out a sigh of relief, and then said excitedly: "After that, the representative disciple of the Sentinel Pavilion is here! You will soon see my beautiful lady Chu! "

As the leader of the disciples, Xu Linjun stepped onto the stage and said, "The impromptu competition is over. Next is the representative disciple of the Sweetheart Pavilion, Chu Yirong, and the martial arts student, Luo Hua An's sonata. This will provide everyone with a self-created solo dance."

After he finished speaking, the many male disciples in the stands burst into cheers.

In this talent conference, the people they wanted to see the most were the beautiful women of the Sweetheart Pavilion. Otherwise, he wouldn't have sat there for so long.

Seeing Luo Hua An carrying his flute onto the stage and being able to watch a beauty dance alone up close, Zhong Hui muttered sourly, "It's Luo Hua An again. Every time Chu Yi Rong performs, he plays the music."