Blackened tyrant's tits O super sweet

Seeing the senior students hooking their fingers at him provocatively, Shangye smiled indifferently, and stretched out his hand to take off the school uniform, revealing the black T-shirt inside, which attracted the low-pitched exclamation of many students in the academy.

"Is that boy called Shangye?"

"Yeah, it's so handsome, isn't it!"

"It really gives us new ambitions!"

"Look at his figure, what a shame, what should I do if I'm so jealous!"

"This merchant will soon be promoted to the male god of our Imperial Military Academy, right?"

"The key is that the face is so handsome, I'm so handsome!"

"What should I do if I want to pursue him?"

There were nympho voices all around, and An Zhi was almost like a puffer fish.

After five rounds of challenges, Shang Ye has not lost a single game, and he will become a god in one battle!

The people around were applauding excitedly, and An Zhi's little hands were all red.

After Shangye hugged his opponent, he picked up his school uniform and put it on his shoulders, then suddenly turned his head to the Art Academy, and made a single-eyed wink full of electricity.

The surrounding students screamed, and An Zhi's face turned red.

In the past, he was only afraid of Shangye, but now he often blushes and feels beating and bewildered when facing Shangye, just like now, his heart is beating like a deer, beating non-stop.

An Zhi covered her face, not knowing what was wrong with her.

"Sure enough, a hero is a boy. This year, our freshman taught everyone a lesson! How about it, are you in the second and third grades under pressure? If you don't work hard, you will be slapped on the beach by the freshman of!"

Su Jinyan held the microphone and patted Shang Ye's shoulder very appreciatively.

"Then the challenge of the military academy is officially over, and it ended with the overall victory of the first-year freshmen. Now what about the art academy? Do you want to win back?"

Su Jinyan encouraged the students of the Art Academy with a smile.

"I think!"

A beautiful girl with long hair and shawl came out of the Academy of Art. An Zhi took a closer look and found that she was an acquaintance, the senior sister Zhu Lin who guided them into the school.

"I want to challenge An Zhi, who is in the first grade. I heard from Teacher Jian Analysis that you are very talented in music. I really want to ask for advice. Do you want to challenge, cutie?"

There was provocation and contempt in Zhu Lin's gaze, An Zhi nodded: "Mr. Jian Analysis has praised me absurdly, I accept the challenge."

Zhu Lin played a piece "Voyage" that is very famous in the empire with Subulu.

This is a farewell song for soldiers. It is passionate and magnificent, and almost everyone in the empire can sing it. When this song is played, the students in the auditorium all have solemn faces, and they clenched their fists in front of their chests and hummed along.

The atmosphere in the auditorium was immediately mobilized. Almost everyone thought that when the song played, Zhu Lin had won.

In terms of proficiency and emotional mobilization, at this moment Zhu Lin has achieved the ultimate.

At the end of the song, Zhu Lin bowed and stepped off the stage, and there was thunderous applause from all around.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on An Zhi's body, and Meng Yi was even more maliciously waiting to see An Zhi's good show.

An Zhi stepped onto the stage and bowed to everyone: "Senior Zhu Lin's performance is perfect, and I'm not very proficient in an instrument like Subulu."

There was a sound of ridicule from the audience, this is simply admitting defeat!

"But..." An Zhi changed the subject and successfully aroused everyone's interest: "I have another understanding of this song "Voyage", and I hope to present it with another instrument."

An Zhi turned around and walked to the corner of the auditorium where the piano was placed.

"He actually wants to play "Voyage" on the piano?! Is this freshman crazy!"

"Piano? Are you kidding me? How can this ancient instrument be compared with Subulu?"

"The desire to express is too strong. Knowing that you can't defeat Zhu Lin with Subulu, do you want to find another way?"

Doubts rang out from the audience, and even Su Jinyan shook his head. The piano is an ancient musical instrument, because it requires too much fingering and skills, which is not conducive to popularization. I don't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick, but I want to challenge such a difficult thing.

An Zhi ignored everyone's doubts, he unbuttoned his school uniform and suit jacket, sat on the front third of the piano bench with his buttocks, straightened his back, raised his hands lightly, and struck the first syllable.

He also played "Yuan Voyage", and the disconnection with this world made him feel uneasy, so during this period of time he worked hard to learn the cultural knowledge and human history of Emperor Star, for "Yuan Voyage", which is already a well-known song in Emperor Star Also learned a lot about it.

This piece is played by Subulu, it is tragic and passionate, but it is majestic and shocking when it is presented on the piano!

As the syllables jumped at An Zhi's fingertips, a star map seemed to appear in front of everyone's eyes. Empire soldiers in black uniforms drove starships across the starry sky, and they defended it with their lives. Staring at Emperor Star, shed her youth and passion on the battlefield.

The sound of the piano suddenly changed, the passionate emotions subsided, and turned into a pulse of warmth. All the exciting emotions in the sound of the piano disappeared and turned into soothing warmth. At this moment, the hearts of all the students became quiet and became Be soothing and peaceful!

There seemed to be a warm scene in front of everyone's eyes. The triumphant soldiers came back with honor and greeted their families in the afterglow of the setting sun. Many art students with strong empathy ability had tears in their eyes.

After An Zhi's piano sound stopped for a long time, no one responded. It was not until Shang Ye took the lead in applauding that they realized that An Zhi's performance was over.

Then the students remembered that this was a challenge from senior students to junior students, so now the question came, who would win this challenge?

Jian Analysis leaned on the pillar of the auditorium, and asked Su Jinyan with a smile: "Master Dean, how do you judge the outcome of this match?"

"This..." Su Jinyan put her fist on her lips and coughed lightly, and walked onto the stage.

"I think the performances of the two have their own merits. Subulu is flexible and passionate, and the piano is majestic. I think the two of them should be regarded as a tie. They are really awesome!"

Jian Analysis shook her head and walked to the dean's side: "I don't agree with this point. In my opinion, Zhu Lin's performance is rubbish compared to An Zhi's."

Jian Ana's words caused an uproar in the auditorium. Teacher Jian Analysis is too disrespectful to Zhu Lin and the principal, right? !

An Zhi was also taken aback by Jian Analysis, so he is so crazy?