"Bull, bull, bull, bull, bull. There's only one word to describe you: Bull!"
"This is just a warm-up?"
"Wait a minute, is this an acrobatic performance?"
"Throwing knives is also an acrobatic performance. There's nothing wrong with that. It's just that this kind of accuracy is too awesome. He can even hit the thrown oranges. It's too scary. "
There was an uproar in the hall. Some students were already shouting desperately. At this time, the headmaster, the headmaster, The White Beauty's parents, and a tough leader all stood up and waved their hands to stop the performance. Six throwing knives, six nailed oranges. This situation was too scary. The oranges were not fixed. They were thrown. Tang Shidao was standing far away. If he could still hit the oranges, he was not at the level of a student. Even a professional might not be able to do better.
The headmaster stood up to stop the performance not because of the difficulty, but because it was too dangerous!
"Wait a minute." The tough leader shouted to stop and strode to the stage. He took the throwing knife in Tang Shidao's hand and looked at it. His eyebrows immediately furrowed.
This was a real knife!
It was very sharp.
A throwing knife that could cut through skin with just a scratch!
The headmaster also went to the stage, ignoring the boos from the audience. He did not have much opinion about the throwing knife performance, but The White Beauty was standing opposite him. In their hearts, this was a performance that could lead to a murder case if they weren't careful. They absolutely couldn't let this continue. Facing this change, everyone knew what they were worried about. Now it was up to the headmaster to deal with it.
Lei Dazhuang's stomach did not hurt anymore. He rushed to the stage to reason.
The headmaster felt that it was too dangerous and the performance had to be stopped.
Lei Dazhuang did not agree. He trotted a few steps away, picked up a stick of oranges, and shouted, "It's not dangerous. The Taoist has never failed. Look at me … "
Before the headmaster and the leaders could react, Lei Dazhuang had already thrown six oranges. They flew above his head like wild bees. Tang Shidao did not need to use the Perfect Shot Spell. He could deal with them with just the Halo of Agility. Six throwing knives shot out and nailed the oranges easily. Lei Dazhuang wanted to continue the demonstration, but the headmaster had already rushed in front of Lei Dazhuang. He was like a chicken protecting an eagle.
The tough leader also blocked Tang Shidao with one hand, indicating that they should not continue.
"I said it's not dangerous. The Taoist has never failed." Lei Dazhuang had practiced many times and was not afraid at all.
"No, what if he fails?" The headmaster disagreed.
In the hearts of adults, there was always an 'what if'. This was not a lack of trust, but a sense of protection. In the hearts of adults, it was better for children to stay as far away from danger as possible. Even if you were to take a bath in a tub, it was best to bring a lifebuoy with you. Seeing such a dangerous knife-throwing performance, the headmaster was so scared that his legs turned to jelly. He did not dare to let the performance continue.
This was his student, not a target.
Since Lei Dazhuang couldn't win, he could only argue, "Then let's remove some of the performances and just do something that doesn't require people.
When the principal heard that there was no need to hire anyone, he immediately said something to the valiant leader.
In the end, we decided that we could let you perform, but we had to watch from the side. Once we noticed any danger, we had to stop the performance immediately.
....
The show continued.
The White Beauty appeared again. She picked up the tools and got busy on the wooden wall, nailing the small plates to the hanging rope. The tough leader kept blocking in front of Tang Shidao, and the headmaster did not even let him touch the knives. When The White Beauty finished nailing the wooden plates, she took out a long wooden stick and shouted, "It's done."
Tang Shidao nodded and took the mask from Lei Dazhuang.
At this time.
"Wait, wait, what are you doing?" The headmaster was annoyed when he saw Tang Shidao's blindfold.
"It's nothing. This is the method of 'identifying the location by listening'. Knock on the wooden plate and throw the knife here. It only counts if the small wooden plate hits. Headmaster, the wooden stick is so long that it won't hit anyone. Don't worry. "Lei Dazhuang was speechless. He dared to knock on the wooden plate a few days ago.
The headmaster did not let him do it, indicating that he was in danger.
But the tough leader said, "Student Tang, can I knock it?"
Tang Shidao nodded. "Of course, it's not fake."
The headmaster could not say anything. He knew which department this leader worked in and was a capable person. The White Beauty handed over the wooden stick and whispered, "Stay away. Just knock once or twice. We've practiced many times. There won't be any accidents. Don't worry. "
The tough leader nodded with a smile.
The show continued.
Tang Shidao was still blindfolded. The tough leader stretched out the stick and knocked twice on one of the wooden plates. After that, he was about to ask Tang Shidao if he wanted to knock again, but a throwing knife instantly nailed the small wooden plate that was still shaking slightly. The students in the audience saw it and immediately roared. It was a blindfolded throwing knife. Not to mention the accuracy, his ears were also superhuman.
Knock again, shoot again. Knock again, shoot again.
Five of the ten small wooden plates were shot, and none of them missed. The venue was already roaring.
At this time.
Tang Shidao gently turned around and completely turned his back to the wooden wall. Seeing this, the students roared again. Before, when they were facing each other, they might have done something to the mask. Now that he turned around, they could not see it even if they were not blindfolded. The tough leader was a little stunned, but he continued to knock while carefully watching out for the angle of Tang Shidao's throwing knife.
After two knocks, Tang Shidao slightly turned his body and threw the knife.
There was no accident.
The small throwing knife hit the target accurately again. The venue was shaking. The students roared while watching the last five perfect knives.
At this time, Lei Dazhuang jumped out to make trouble again.
He took out the long thorn rack that he had prepared early and placed it under the wooden wall. Before the headmaster shouted, he immediately said, "Don't worry, headmaster. This time we won't throw knives. We'll throw oranges. Have you ever eaten skewers? This is the way to throw skewers. Stand there and throw oranges one by one. Ten in a skewer, ten skewers in total. Come on, The White Beauty, you throw one first. "
The White Beauty had also played this game. She threw the orange half a meter away from the target.
The students roared with laughter, but they were not surprised. The level of ordinary people and "Little Tang Shidao" was so far apart.
Lei Dazhuang tried six and only managed to skewer one. He did not hit the target and only pierced the skin.
The tough leader only threw two and hit one. His skill was quite good. The headmaster also gave him face and threw one … Well, he threw it directly under the stage on the opposite side. The students laughed. Tang Shidao also began to perform. He threw them one by one. Soon, ten of them hit the target and the whole skewer was full. The students were in an uproar. Lei Dazhuang felt that it was not big enough, so he casually asked a few students to throw more.
This part was to create the atmosphere. Everyone was happy.
Tang Shidao slowly threw the oranges one by one. The other students threw the oranges together. After throwing a few oranges, the other students took turns to play.
In the hustle and bustle.
Soon, only two of the ten thorns were left. The other students were lucky to hit a few. The rest were all skewered by Tang Shidao.
"This time, I'll throw two at the same time." Seeing the two thorns left, Lei Dazhuang decided to increase the difficulty. "Priest, use one hand and throw two oranges at a time. If you can't use both hands, you can throw with one hand. If you hit one, it doesn't count. "
"Okay, no problem." Tang Shidao picked up two oranges in one hand.
It was easy.
He quickly finished skewering the last twenty oranges.
At this time.
"Priest, come on, let's play this one last time." Lei Dazhuang pulled out the other throwing knives earlier and threw a tennis ball high.
Tang Shidao threw knives rapidly.
This was not a nail.
He just let the tennis ball bounce on the throwing knife.
When the tennis ball bounced.
Then, the second throwing knife was shot.
It bounced again.
Again.
It bounced again.
Again. It was not until the seventh throwing knife that the tennis ball was nailed. Everyone was shocked. The seven throwing knives were arranged in a slanted pattern of the Big Dipper.
In an instant.
Applause, whistles, shouts, and roars rose like a huge wave. The students who threw the oranges clapped their hands until they broke. Seeing Tang Shidao put the throwing knives back and The White Beauty came out to take a bow, the principal also breathed a sigh of relief. The parents also applauded hard, saying that the last performance was really amazing. After a long time, the school anniversary venue finally calmed down.
The voting began.
There was no doubt: 40 votes! A pitifully small number.
"Huh?" The principal was a little confused.
This was not right.
Just now, you were shouting so loudly and praising so much. Why were you scared when the voting began? Only 40 votes were cast by thousands of students. This was not scientific.
The scene was silent for a long time.
The voting number still did not change. It was still 40 votes.
The teachers looked at each other, not knowing how to react at all. The principal's face was a little ugly. The leader with a handsome face also frowned. The leader sitting in the middle of the stage asked softly, "This is the performance of Class 314, right? How many students are there in Class 314? "
"40."
"Oh." Looking at the 40 votes on the screen, the leader in the main seat was thoughtful.
After a long time.
The voting time ended. In the end, there were only a few more votes. Maybe it was the teachers who voted. In the end, Class 314's performance was ranked last with the lowest number of votes. The principal's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He even let the vice principal read the script for the last speech. He ran to the leader's side and explained softly. On the other side, Ji Ziyu from Class 1 was also dumbfounded.
Find some time.
Ji Ziyu secretly pulled his support over. "F * ck, what's going on? I told you to vote for me, but I didn't tell you not to vote for Class 314. Now that things have turned out like this, everyone knows that something is wrong. What the f * ck are you doing? Are you trying to trick me? "
The support was also very frightened. "Young Master Ji, I don't know either. Someone in the Prestige Group paid to 'not vote' for Class 314. I thought it was you … "
Ji Ziyu was stunned. He shouted again, "You don't vote just because I told you not to? Are you stupid? The performance was so good just now. Didn't you even like it? "
"The other party only paid half of the money. If you say 'not vote', they can take the other half, so …" The support told the truth.
The performance was good, but it was not as good as money.
Regardless of whether it was a flying dagger or a missile, they were waiting to take the other half of the money.
Ji Ziyu was dumbfounded.
He had always thought that he was very clever. He didn't expect that the other party's methods were even more clever. He couldn't expose the other party! He was the one who got people to create the support group. He was the one who found the support group. He was the one who sent the red packets. The other party played a trick on his' territory 'and even successfully attacked him. Could it be that he could say that it wasn't him, but someone else?
No!
He definitely couldn't!
Right now, he had to quickly clear his name and show that he had nothing to do with these 'support groups'.
"The Prestige Group will be disbanded immediately. All of you, scram. Don't say that you know me." Ji Ziyu immediately thought of a way to escape. He couldn't be bothered with what the others thought. After that, he called his father and asked him for advice. This matter couldn't be considered big, but it wasn't small either. To play such a trick in front of a group of leaders, he knew what they were thinking.
"Student Ji Ziyu, the first place in your class, come on stage to receive your award …"
"Oh!" Ji Ziyu's body trembled. He thought to himself, "F * ck! I forgot about this. This time, even if it wasn't sh * t, it was sh * t! "
When he was receiving the award, Ji Ziyu didn't dare to smile. He only felt that the expressions of the parents were strange. The principal's expression was strange. The leaders' expressions were also strange. When he heard that the host wanted him to give his acceptance speech, Ji Ziyu wanted to stuff a microphone into his mouth.
The crowd dispersed.
Lei Dazhuang even came over to add salt to the wound. "As expected of Class 1. We lost. I will take care of your class's supper for a week. Eat to your heart's content. Hahahaha! "
Seeing the other party's expression as if he was giving alms to a beggar, Ji Ziyu gritted his teeth in hatred. At this time, the other students who passed by all greeted him. However, their expressions were different. When they saw those idiots from Class 314, they looked as if they were chasing after a celebrity. Especially Tang Shidao. He was clearly an unremarkable pauper, but now, he looked like everyone's hero.
At this time.
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