The ringing of the bell was to inform everyone that it was time for breakfast and to herald the arrival of a new day.
A moment later, the sound of reciting the Four Books and Five Classics could be heard in the square outside the first floor of the teaching building. The sound gradually grew louder and louder as more and more people gathered. Finally, it formed a wave of sound that reverberated throughout the entire Xiao Mountain.
Because of the sky, the morning exercises were delayed for more than two hours.
When the sun slowly rose from the horizon, the bell for the morning exercises rang. Only then did the students gather in the center of the campus.
At this moment, Zhang Feng slowly yawned, wrapped his robe tightly around him, and crawled out of the room.
Looking at the fog outside, Zhang Feng rubbed his sleepy eyes and slowly walked toward the teaching building. When Zhang Feng arrived, the three rounds of morning exercises had already ended. At this moment, Qian Wanli led the running team and slowly walked past Zhang Feng. The students hurriedly stood still and saluted Zhang Feng. Zhang Feng chuckled and waved at them. Then, when no one was paying attention, he called out to Chen Chumo and the others.
When they saw Zhang Feng acting so sneakily, they thought that something big had happened and hurriedly followed Zhang Feng into the small wooden house. Once they entered the small wooden house, everyone felt a trace of warmth. Once they entered the small wooden house, Chen Chumo and the others returned to their natural instincts. They were either lying down or sitting on chairs, minding their own business as they searched for prey or wanted to discover some miracle from Zhang Feng.
Zhang Feng glanced at everyone, then stared at Li Chengqian and said, "There are still eleven days until the Mid-Autumn Poetry Meet, right?"
Li Chengqian didn't know what Zhang Feng wanted to say, but he still nodded. "Yes, there are still eleven days. Therefore, during this period of time, we will also be diligently practicing basketball, football, and morning exercises. When the time comes, I believe that with these three things, the fame of White Deer College will definitely spread throughout the world!"
"Is there even a need to say that? With the few of us taking action, it will be hard for us not to become famous! When I think about those little girls in Swallow Descent Restaurant … no, those girls' screams, I'm really excited! "
Seeing Cheng Chumo's wretched smile, Zhang Feng was speechless and scolded, "Get lost, can't you think of something else? Women, women, women all day. Sooner or later, you will die on a woman's belly."
Chen Chumo just smiled and didn't answer. Zhang Feng was so angry that he didn't want to talk about it anymore. He waved his hand and said, "Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. I have a plan here. You can think about it and see if it works."
The importance of the Mid-Autumn Poetry Meet to White Deer Academy was obvious to everyone. At this moment, Cheng Chumo had also retracted the mischievous smile on his face and sat obediently on a stool at the side. He crossed his legs and swung them with all his might.
This made Li Chengqian want to rush up and beat him up, but Zhang Feng suddenly spoke.
"You all spend all day at Swallow Descent Restaurant. Do you all know how to dance?"
Li Chengqian and the others' expressions instantly froze.
"… We … we know a little."
But Li Chengqian seemed to have thought of something and asked hesitantly, "Fengzi, what do you mean? I don't know what you are thinking all day. Could it be that you want to go to Swallow Descent Restaurant? Basically, we all know a little about the things in Swallow Descent Restaurant. Why are you asking this? "
Li Chengqian had a bad premonition.
Zhang Feng became spirited. He looked at Li Chengqian and asked, "Tell me, what do you all know? Is it a horse-riding dance or something? No, tell me, what kind of dance do you all know? Tell me, maybe we will know when the time comes. "
"…"
Hearing this, Li Chengqian and the others' expressions suddenly changed.
Dance, I am the Crown Prince, and you want me to dance?
And a man at that?
If this was really done, and it was spread back to the palace, someone would die!
Li Chengqian didn't know what Zhang Feng meant. But since he had said this, he followed Zhang Feng's train of thought. But no matter how he thought about it, he still felt that it was somewhat inconceivable. He couldn't imagine what kind of terrifying disaster it would be if those coquettish songs changed their faces to his own people.
Although the palace seemed calm, it was still turbulent. Everyone's eyes were on him. Because he was the Crown Prince, if he did anything wrong, he would be bombarded by everyone. At this moment, this brat Zhang Feng wanted him to dance. Even if he died, he couldn't lose face. However, Li Chengqian wanted to know the meaning of this. After a fierce struggle in his heart, Li Chengqian said, "Yes.
After struggling for a long time, he reluctantly said, "Tell me, what is the difference between this dance you speak of and the dances performed by those singers? If it is the kind of dance performed by singers, then we, you know, if any man performs that kind of dance in public, he will be chased out of the family, a scandal that will be laughed at for the rest of his life … "
Zhang Feng also knew what Li Chengqian meant.
But he also had the impulse to slap him.
His mouth was too fast!
Damn it.
He didn't think that there would be such an awkward silence. He smiled embarrassedly and said, "As brothers, how can I let you do such a thing. The dance I speak of is not the same as theirs. Let me ask you, do you want to learn it? Do you want to amaze the world with a single brilliant feat? Just now, it was just a joke. A joke is a joke. Just treat it as a joke. "
"…"
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