C1166 Sect Gala
C1166 Sect Gala
"Alright. Since boss has said so, I won't be polite anymore."
He put the necklace in his bag. Because it was something Ye Chen gave him, he did not look down on it too much.
"I am not joking with you. Wearing this thing will bring you benefits!"
Ye Chen reminded him again.
"I know, boss. I will wear it. Don't worry!" Feng Haibin did not take it seriously. He immediately changed the topic and said, "Tomorrow night, I will go on stage to perform at the sect's New Year's Eve gala. You must come and support me!"
Seeing Feng Haibin's excited expression, Ye Chen wanted to say that he was leaving today, but he swallowed the words when they were about to come out of his mouth.
"It's not that late. We can leave tomorrow night!"
He decided to stay and watch Feng Haibin's performance.
...
After his afternoon cultivation, he took the initiative to find Gong Yuwei's hall.
"Eh, isn't that Deng Chen from the Blue Sword Hall? He's so handsome!"
"He's so handsome. He's even more handsome when he plays basketball, but why is he in our hall?"
"Look, look, look. He waved at Yuwei. Is he here to find our beauty?"
"Sigh, a beauty is indeed popular. Even our Spirit Sword Sect's basketball god can't be excluded!"
... ""
The sound of whispers rose and fell. Gong Yuwei saw Ye Chen waving at her and almost did not react. She knew Ye Chen these few days, but Ye Chen had never taken the initiative to look for her.
She had a trace of surprise, but she maintained a cold expression on her face and said, "Why are you looking for me?"
"This is for you and Deng Ya!" Ye Chen took out the two necklaces.
"For me and my mother?"
Gong Yuwei looked at the two necklaces in Ye Chen's hands and froze on the spot. She did not understand why Ye Chen would give this to her.
Although she was very happy that Ye Chen gave her something for the first time, this gift was a bit too cold.
However, when she thought of Ye Chen's poor financial condition, she felt relieved. She smiled and accepted the two necklaces.
"Then thank you."
Ye Chen nodded without hesitation. "Yes, remember to wear it. It can guarantee your safety three times!"
After saying that, Ye Chen left without looking back, leaving Gong Yuwei in a daze.
"Guaranteed safety three times?" She laughed involuntarily, "What does he think this is, Magic Treasure or Heavenly Treasure?"
Gong Yuwei naturally did not believe Ye Chen's words. She only thought that Ye Chen giving such a low-class gift was to give her some face.
"That's not right!" Gong Yuwei suddenly felt very strange. "Why did he suddenly want to give something to Mother and me?"
After thinking for a long time, she could not think of a reason. Moreover, she felt that Ye Chen was a little strange today.
...
After looking forward to it for a long time, the Spirit Sword Sect finally welcomed the annual New Year Party of the sect.
Every year, the New Year's Eve gala was very exciting, especially the performance of those handsome men and beautiful women. It was even more eye-catching, and it was too much for the eyes to take in.
Every hall in the Spirit Sword Sect would have a program to attend the New Year's Eve Gala, but each hall only had three slots.
That evening, every hall's disciple came to the Spirit Sword Sect's etiquette hall. They all sent tens of thousands of Hall Master's disciples, and the scene was very lively.
Ye Chen and Feng Haibin sat side by side. Feng Haibin carried a sexy guitar on his back, and even made a melancholic hairstyle with gel water.
"You are too exaggerated, aren't you?"
Ye Chen had a strange look on his face. If Feng Haibin did not take the initiative to call him today, he would not have recognized him.
"Boss, I am going to perform on stage. Of course, I need to show my face. How about it? Do I look like those celebrities?"
Feng Haibin winked at Ye Chen and made a pose with his head down in deep thought.
"Get lost!"
Ye Chen chuckled. It seemed like Feng Haibin really valued this opportunity.
Hua Feng sat not far behind Ye Chen, his eyes carrying a trace of gloominess and disdain.
"Hmph, Ye Chen, you played basketball well. So what if you have some connections on the road? In terms of results, I can throw you a few blocks. In terms of talent, you can't even compare to me."
Hua Feng laughed in his heart. Every year at the New Year's Eve Gala, his popular music performance was always the most eye-catching show. This year, he also wanted to put this opportunity of being the center of attention on himself.
He turned his head and looked at Hu Qiaoxue and Gong Yuwei, who were chatting and laughing.
"I want everyone to know that the most talented person in Spirit Sword Sect is me, Hua Feng."
Hua Feng was full of confidence. He estimated that his score would definitely be the best in the entire exam. The more he thought of Ye Chen, the less he took him seriously, even the incident where he broke Hall Master's clone with a flick of his finger. It was not a big deal.
Ye Chen casually swept his gaze across the crowd. When he saw Tang Tian, whom he hadn't interacted with for a long time, Tang Tian met his gaze and hurriedly lowered his head.
Ever since Ye Chen appeared, his relationship with Gong Yuwei had become increasingly distant. Although he was angry, he could not change anything. Another cold gaze came from the corner. Ye Chen looked over. Fann Jun and Xu Ping hurriedly turned their heads, not daring to look at him.
Ye Chen couldn't be bothered with these clowns. He quickly retracted his gaze. At this time, Sect Leader from the Spirit Sword Sect had already ascended the stage. After a short speech, the male and female hosts of this New Year's Eve party finally went up the stage.
There was a rule in the Spirit Sword Sect. Every year, the hosts of the New Year's Eve Gala would choose a new disciple. Gong Yuwei and Xia Zhiyan had once been the hosts.
This time, the junior disciples' hosting skills were not bad, and they quickly brought up the atmosphere of the scene. The performances of each class also went onto the stage one after another.
However, the performances of these disciples were mostly dull and boring, and Ye Chen was a little bored as he watched them.
After more than an hour, it was finally the Blue Sword Hall's turn to perform. After a female disciple went up to recite a poem, Hua Feng became the second person to go up the stage.
He stood on the stage with the microphone in his hand, and the sound waves of the crowd were like tidal waves. Many girls screamed and shouted Hua Feng's name.
"This is ridiculous."
Ye Chen shrugged.
"Boss, Hua Feng went on stage to sing popular songs two years ago at the New Year's Eve Gala. To be honest, he sang really well. His program has almost become the most popular at the New Year's Eve Gala."
Feng Haibin was a little depressed. He was eager to try this time, but if he was ranked behind Hua Feng, his glory would be instantly covered by Hua Feng.
"I have to say, I feel sorry for you."
Ye Chen patted Feng Haibin's shoulder and wanted to laugh.
Hua Feng sang a popular song. When he was singing, his eyes would glance at Hu Qiaoxue from time to time, full of love.
Hu Qiaoxue was a little shy, but she was also fascinated by what she heard. Hua Feng's singing was already comparable to those second-tier singers.
When the song ended, the audience was even more thunderous, completely outclassing all the previous programs.
Hua Feng thanked everyone on the stage, and his face was in high spirits. At this moment, he seemed to have returned to his glory, and nothing had left him. He was still the most popular prince charming in Spirit Sword Sect.