On Saturday, after dinner, the academy became restless.

Even there are many more pedestrians on the road than usual.

Building 4, Boys' dormitory, the living room of 302 is in full swing.

"Get ready to go out quickly!"

"If you arrive late, you may have to queue up..."

"Hongyu, can you stop thinking about your shoes? No one will pay attention to you."

"Hurry! Don't forget to take the flag!"

Bai Ze sat on the chair and looked at the few people busying around.

Organize your appearance, check tickets, and prepare small flags for support...

They were slow to go for a while before finally leaving the dormitory.

He also walked out the door, bringing nothing except a ticket.

"Are you going to date again?" Shi Hao saw him follow him and asked casually.

Bai Ze was too lazy to refute his roommate's behavior of practicing spells at night as a date.

"No, I'm going to see the show, too," he said lightly.

"ah?"

"What did you say?"

Zhao Hongyu strangled Bai Ze's neck with his arm.

"Good guy, are you uninterested?"

“Hahahahaha.”

"You really have me, I bought the ticket secretly, right?"

"Let me think about it, what did you say at that time? Cough cough, it's better to have that free time. Practicing the spell for a while is more cost-effective." Shi Hao said in an imitation of Bai Ze's tone with a playful look on his face.

Facing the teasing of his roommates, Bai Ze had no expression on his face and said nothing, and lay down and let him laugh at him.

He couldn't say that it was not what I wanted to go, but the person who wanted to perform forced me to go.

At first, the roommates probably won’t believe it, they just think he is talking big.

Secondly, it is even more troublesome to believe it, and you will definitely be entangled by these crazy fans.

So he simply accepted this "humiliation".

The roommate was just kidding, and several people agreed with him when he went to see the performance together.

After all, it was the first group event in the 302 dormitory.

On the way to the Giant Tree Theater, several "fan seniors" kept introducing Bai Ze'an's life to Lu Qingyi to ensure that he could join the Lu Qingyi fan group through this concert.

It’s a pity that they don’t know their patience to explain, they are just playing the piano to the cow.

"Senior Sister Lu Qingyi is also an outstanding student who graduated from our academy!"

"Their generation is called the Guangwu generation, and I heard of many powerful warlocks."

"Senior Sister Lu Qingyi is not only proficient in the magic spells used for performance, but also has other spells that are very useful!"

"I'll see the magic spell performance later, I'm really looking forward to it."

Bai Ze shook his head, can you stop saying the news you heard from others so firmly?

......

The four of them came to the giant tree, and a lot of people had gathered.

Some were students from the Daoliao Academy, and some looked like seniors who rushed back from outside the school, wearing sorcerer robes of different standards than theirs.

The space at the roots of the giant tree was transformed into a theater for exhibition by the warlocks.

The four of them lined up for a while and checked their tickets into the performance theater.

"Hey, Bai Ze, where are you going? The seat is here." The three of them shouted strangely when they saw Bai Ze walking towards the steps that climbed the second floor.

Bai Ze showed off the golden ticket in his hand and shrugged his shoulders.

"Wow! You're a big dog!"

"Special seat!"

After playing with the three of them for a while, Bai Ze walked along the steps to the small platform on the second floor.

There are not many seats here, each seat is far away, the space is very spacious and the view is also very good.

When he was sitting, several familiar warlocks were already talking in a low voice in the distance.

Except for him, there was no audience in the special seat.

Maybe the ticket price is not cheap, Lu Qingyi gave him this ticket.

The gorgeous alchemy lamps on the top of the theater lit up one by one.

He looked down at the audience gradually filled the theater, and couldn't help but think with emotion.

“It’s so popular.”

Compared with the universities outside, the number of students in the academy is pitifully small.

There are only about one hundred people in one grade.

Even if there are many graduates who have returned from outside the school, it is extremely rare to be able to sit in a theater full of thousands of people.

Lu Qingyi's popularity in the warlock world can be seen.

Bai Ze, who had no idea about the situation at all, was a little shocked to see this packed theater.

......

After the audience took their seats, the lights in the theater gradually dimmed.

A beam of light hits the stage.

In a quiet voice, green grasses rushed out from the wooden ground and immediately spit out countless light blue tiny balls of light.

The light ball gathered together and turned into a huge spiritual horse with fluorescent flickering light.

The body of the spirit horse is crystal clear, as if it is as beautiful as the starry sky.

It raised its head and let out a long roar, and started to speed up over the theater.

Countless streaming ribbons followed it, sprinkling like a fairyland.

Beauty! Shocking beauty that is hard to describe in words.

Bai Ze raised his head and looked at the dreamy spiritual horse, opening his mouth slightly.

I don’t know if it was his illusion, but when the spirit horse flew near him, he even pointed his head at him.

"Wow!"

Just as the audience was amazed at the vivid sound of the magic spell, the lights hit the stage again.

A figure with a fairy spirit appeared in the center of the stage with a flying skirt.

"Thank you very much for your colleagues for enjoying my performance...a song "Shuilong Yin" is dedicated to everyone."

As soon as she finished speaking, countless smoke and clouds enveloped the entire theater.

Bai Ze tried to reach out to grab the misty clouds around him, and the wet water vapor felt.

This is really... a magic spell show?

He turned around and saw that there was no theater around him, only a boundless cloud.

He vaguely sensed a sense of incongruity in his heart, but he couldn't say it.

"Since ancient times, the sea of ​​clouds is vast, and Daoshan is where the crimson palace is..."

"There are people in the world, the lay Buddhists of Chicheng, dragons, phoenixes and phoenixes..."

The ethereal babbling style came from the depths of the sea of ​​clouds like waves.

The clouds change, and countless dragons and phoenixes pass through the clouds and mist and soar in the sky.

The carved beams and painted buildings that look like immortals' residence are rising from the ground.

In the blue sky above, a golden giant whale roared and spewed out a spectacular column of water.

"Eight signs of gods travel, facing each other, drinking and sitting on the pan..."

"When you get talented, ride a whale and make an appointment to go..."

Bai Ze was immersed in the beautiful magic spell performance.

The environment world around me is also constantly changing with the changes in the song.

Sometimes it is placed in a deep sea that is as blue as the stars, and sometimes it floats in the vast starry sky.

The giant beasts, wonders, and gods kept appearing, making him feel the impact and baptism of the magnificent fantasy world from the bottom of his heart.

When the curtain fell, the performance ended.

Bai Ze's ears sounded again in his ears of deafening applause from the theater.

He clapped.

After watching the exciting and complicated performance just now, he was not exhausted by the dazzling performance. On the contrary, his brain is particularly clear now.
Chapter completed!