My senior sister is the leader of martial arts

Accompanied by the melodious song, the whole class couldn't help singing along.

Especially when it comes to the climax of the chorus, girls and boys, unknowingly, are touched by the vicissitudes of love in "Dongfeng Po", and sing more and more devotedly.

Chen Xiao shed tears because of it.

Mu Xixi was listening, and couldn't help humming softly.

It was the first time she heard this song.

But the impact of this song instantly touched her girlish heart.

Like Chen Xiao, she forgot the grievance just now, and was completely intoxicated. She wished she could meet the singer and listen to him sing this song in person.

Chen Xiao solemnly put away the delicate notebook.

Then he said with some regret: "The release of "Dongfeng Po" has already brought great enthusiasm, but it's a pity that the author only knows his name is Su Xing."

"Even Tianxing Entertainment said that the author himself is not willing to set foot in the entertainment industry."

"They can only try their best to communicate with the singer Su Xing and try to make him appear in public."

"But before that, hundreds of thousands of fans were considered homeless."

The students also sighed for it.

After listening to this song, they all had an urge to understand the author.

"In this world, there are still people who don't want to be stars." Some students couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"Perhaps, this is the real hermit, who only makes music and does not seek fame and utilitarianism."

Others chimed in.

Only Su Xing smiled helplessly.

He almost forgot that he gave the song Dongfeng Po to Tianxing Entertainment.

It seemed that they really paid enough attention to it.

It's okay to be able to do this, at least I won't be sorry for the masterpiece of previous life Director Chou.

In the next few classes, because of a song called Dong Feng, the whole class became very restless.

In another class where the teacher was not present, the discussions during class time were also very lively.

The students collected all kinds of news about Dongfengpo and Suxing on the Internet, and actively posted them in the group for discussion.

"Look, this is the latest evaluation of Dongfengpo by a well-known music critic in the music industry-a song Dongfengpo, creating a new style of music, breaking the world for my Chinese music!"

Mu Xixi was also quite active, furtively fiddled with her mobile phone, clicked on various music critics' comments and read in a low voice, looking proud.

"The lyrics and music are top-notch. Compared with the work "Sun and Moon" sung by the master lyrics and music + Flow Xiaohua in the same period, it is like a firefly compared to Haoyue, and there is no competition."

"Genius, this Su Xing is really a genius, this is the real Chinese style! I wish I could have a drink with Su Xing!"

"It's like the new rain on the empty mountain, amidst the Korean and European styles, it makes people feel refreshed. This song is really a song from heaven!"

In addition to the positive comments from most of the music critics, there were also many people in the group who got angry and cursed in class because of some people's bad comments.

"Garbage work, besides buying a navy to brush up the rankings, what advantages does it have?"

"Hmph, it doesn't even have a basic traditional music style, and it's not even a song!"

However, these grandstanding comments were instantly drowned out by the furious scolding of Su Xing fans who were already homeless.

Mu Xixi clicked on any one, and saw that there were over ten thousand comments on it.

"Get hot? Your horse is almost scorched and you don't think it's hot enough?"

"Stupid. It's a song that creates a new style. It's a ghost to follow the old style!"

"It's better to change your name to a shit eater than a music critic!"

It can be said that the scolding was quite tragic.

One by one, either delete Weiwei, or just pretend to be dead.

Mu Xixi was also very angry, and left a few words below to speak out for Su Xing.

Su Xing didn't care about all the hustle and bustle.

He has no interest in the entertainment industry.

Relatively speaking, he paid more attention to the martial arts event.

Su Xing read a lot of posts about Jiang Hufengyun, and gradually felt a little bit of pressure.

There are indeed many geniuses in this world.

On the surface, in secret, there are even some who simply say that their strength surpasses him in terms of realm.

And these people, according to various gossip posts, seem to be likely to participate in this martial arts event.

The picture is naturally also the secret realm.

Only the top three are eligible to enter the secret realm.

This is the rule set by the "Day of Heaven" in Jianghu after the news of the secret realm was spread.

This "Day of Heaven" can be regarded as a very transcendent force since ancient times.

It does not belong to the government, nor does it interfere with righteous or evil ways.

It will organize major activities in the world, and at the same time, it also has the power that claims to be able to suppress everything.

Dare to call China's way of heaven, naturally, the background strength is unfathomable.

The Wuji Palace, which was established less than 20 years ago, although it also manages the Jianghu, can only be said to be barely suppressed.

Veteran sects such as Wudang Shaolin, or powerful heretics are not afraid of the Wuji Palace.

From ancient times to the present, only this "mysterious" way of heaven is unrivaled.

Those who resist the "Way of Heaven" will not escape.

This is also the reason why senior sister insisted on participating in this martial arts event by herself.

Su Xing also didn't know if the strength of his senior sister could compare with this "Day of Heaven" that had stood at the peak of Chinese martial arts for thousands of years.

The hustle and bustle of the class was broken by the sudden arrival of the head teacher.

He announced very seriously that the school had distinguished guests, and he would choose a few good-looking boys and girls from his class to greet him at the school gate.

Su Xing is one of them.

He was bored and didn't resist, so he followed.

When we came to the school gate, there were two neatly lined up boys and girls.

Pulling a banner, it reads "Welcome the superior leaders to come."

The head teacher also gave various instructions, asking Su Xing and others to shout slogans.

It is impossible to shout slogans.

Su Xing was about to leave immediately.

However, after feeling a familiar breath, he stopped again.

Soon, under the humility of the school leaders, a man in a suit walked in with a leadership style.

He had seen this figure before.

It was the so-called secretary from the province who asked him to apologize, but he flicked his finger into the lake.

He came today, but not as a main character.

The secretary stood in front of a white-haired old man very respectfully, arched his hands, and invited him to enter the door.

On his face, there was still a thick look of flattery.

"Mr. Fang, please first,"

This scene stunned the school leaders who had come to welcome the boss secretary.

I couldn't help but guess in my heart, who is this white-haired old man, who can actually make this awesome secretary bow.

The secretary doesn't mind what other people think.

This old Mr. Fang, when he was in the province, he followed his leader to meet him.

At that time, even the top few in the province treated the white-haired old man with courtesy, calling this old Mr. Fang a fairy-like figure.

He must be respectful.

Today, I don't know why, this old gentleman will take the initiative to find himself and come to the high school attached to Nantah University.

The white-haired old man nodded proudly, and walked slowly through the door.

The secretary quickly followed in and waited by his side.

However, when the secretary caught a glimpse of a young man out of the corner of his eye, his expression darkened instantly.

OK Su!

He still hasn't forgotten the hatred of that finger.

In my dreams, I want to clean up Su Xing!

If it wasn't for the recent chaos in Nanzhou City, which made him have no time to retaliate, he would have arranged for someone to clean up Su Xing.

A trace of deep hatred flashed across the secretary's eyes, and he strode over, came to Su Xing, pointed at him with a gloomy smile, and said, "I didn't expect that I caught you here!"

"A student from the High School Affiliated to Nantah University?"

"Today, I want you to have no books to read, the entire Nanzhou City, the entire province, no school dares to accept you!"

"I want all your parents and relatives to be laid off and unable to live!"

"I want you to pay the price in blood for your audacity!"

His tone gradually became harsher.

Even in front of so many people, the secretary couldn't hide her hatred.

The school leaders watched, as did the students who came out to greet her, and so did the head teachers.

The banners in my hands were scared away.

Facing such an angry secretary, everyone felt chills in their hearts.

No one dared to speak up and say a word for Su Xing.

Mess with this boss's secretary, Su Xing, I'm afraid it's over!

Su Xing ignored the secretary.

Looking indifferently at the white-haired old man, he said coldly, "Fang Gan, do you want to die?"