After the college entrance exam, he began to become a male god of extraction.

"So it's a growth characteristic."

This "musical spirituality" is not only silver-level, but also has characteristics similar to "literary affinity" and "romantic affinity".

Over the past few months, Xu Qin has acquired quite a few special features and has come to understand the mechanism behind them.

That means some features are achieved in one step, such as "the power of a national men's tennis champion."

Another characteristic is "textual affinity," which Xu Qin can use to learn and grow, so he calls it a growth-oriented characteristic.

This time, the "musical spirituality" is rather special.

So we can keep it.

Furthermore, Xu Qin doesn't possess many of this type of characteristic at present.

While Xu Qin was pondering, the cultural and artistic activities soon began.

At this moment, all the military training classes had formed a large circle on the football field.

Fortunately, Chida University has several training grounds, with several thousand people scattered across different training grounds for military training.

Xu Qin has a little over two thousand people here.

But actually, at a glance, there are quite a few people.

I don't know which class's instructor was the host.

The instructor walked to the center area.

"Everyone knows what we're going to do tonight, so I won't waste any more time. Now it's up to you to do your own thing. Who wants to be the first to try?"

The instructor scanned the crowd and addressed them in a passionate voice.

"Brother Peng, aren't you going to go?"

Liu Nanfeng moved closer to Ding Ruipeng.

Ding Ruipeng remained calm and said, "I'm not in a hurry. I'll go third!"

He decided to time it carefully.

Ding Ruipeng believes that there is a right time to show off, and that there is no harm without comparison.

If the first two people aren't skilled enough, I'll be the third to make a move, show my talent, and suppress the first two. Wouldn't that make the difference immediately apparent?

Ding Ruipeng is full of confidence in his own abilities.

Although he was only ranked tenth among the top ten singers in high school, that was already in his second year of high school.

Just this afternoon, he tried it out in his dorm and found that he sang much better.

In that case, he's definitely going to pull off this stunt!

"I see. Best wishes for a successful start, Brother Peng!"

Liu Nanfeng said so.

Soon, the first person came up; it was a boy who sang.

As soon as the boy opened his mouth, Ding Ruipeng knew he was no good, and he became even more calm and composed.

Xu Qin, who was not far away, took out his phone.

Xia Qingyun just sent me a message. It turns out she's also holding similar cultural events and even sent me a few videos from the event.

However, at Xinda, there aren't as many people gathered in one big circle as here. Instead, three or four classes form a small circle, and then everyone does their own thing.

"Xu Qin, do you have any performances planned? I suddenly want to see you perform."

In Xia Qingyun's opinion, Xu Qin was also very outstanding. He excelled in track and field and basketball in high school and had also served as a school host many times.

Especially the host. When he was in his second year of high school, Ningcheng No. 3 Middle School was celebrating its 120th anniversary. He was one of the hosts. At that time, he had to host in front of more than 10,000 people. There were not only students in the audience, but also many alumni.

Therefore, Xia Qingyun hopes to see Xu Qin continue to shine during his university years.

She liked the slightly childish and quirky Xu Qin.

She also liked the dazzling Xu Qin.

Xu Qin originally wanted to send "I'll be an audience member" to him.

But then he suddenly thought of the new characteristic of "musical spirituality".

He hasn't used it yet.

Moreover, Xia Qingyun wanted to see him perform.

To be honest, if someone else asked him, Xu Qin wouldn't want to answer, but Xia Qingyun was different; the two of them were already so familiar with each other.

He texted, "You want to see me perform because of that beauty mark?"

"If possible (I'd like to)." Xia Qingyun replied.

Xu Qin: "Actually, I can sing."

"You can sing?"

Xia Qingyun was surprised because she really didn't know Xu Qin could sing.

Xu Qin did not reply to the other party immediately, but instead told the instructor that he was going to the restroom in the gymnasium.

In fact, he went to an open space, found a song he usually listened to, and sang half of it softly.

I've discovered that I can sing with surprising ease now.

When he was tone-deaf, he would easily run out of energy while singing and could easily tell that he was not singing well.

Xu Qin is well aware of his own singing abilities.

But things are completely different now.

"It seems I underestimated this 'musical spirituality'."

Xu Qin then sent a message to Xia Qingyun:

"I'm going to sing later, and I'll have someone record it and send it to you, how about that? Do you want to see me sing live?"

"think!"

Xia Qingyun saw the message and realized that Xu Qin was serious.

Does Xu Qin really know how to sing?

"Then wait a moment, I estimate it will be at most ten minutes."

"Uh-huh!"

Xia Qingyun sent another emoji expressing her anticipation.

She was sitting in the playground with her legs stretched out.

Standing at 1.76 meters tall, her proportions are also quite good, making her legs appear exceptionally long and beautiful.

Even though they were wrapped in an ugly pair of military training trousers, their exquisite outlines could still be vaguely seen.

On Xu Qin's side, the second person has already finished singing.

The first two were both boys. The first boy sang so-so, but the second boy sang quite well.

It's only been a short time since the cultural activities started, and everyone's enthusiasm is still high, so the applause is quite enthusiastic.

Yu Zhaoyan, who was playing on her phone, reached out and poked Xu Qin's arm, asking softly, "When are you leaving? I'm thinking of leaving first."

"Damn it, wait a minute! I'm going to sing, at least wait until I'm finished singing!"

"You have a talent too?"

Yu Zhaoyan was somewhat surprised upon hearing this.

Yes, yes!

"How was your singing?" Yu Zhaoyan asked curiously.

"You'll see soon enough. Anyway, just wait for me a bit. By the way, could you record a video of me singing later?"

"So, I'll record the whole thing for you like this?"

"clever!"

"Give me your phone!"

"Don't rush, wait for Ding Ruipeng."

That's right, Ding Ruipeng, who had declared he would suppress the entire scene, went out.

Xu Qin originally wanted to go third, but seeing that Ding Ruipeng wanted to go first, Xu Qin simply decided not to compete with him.

Ding Ruipeng was a show-off; every move he made exuded arrogance. Xu Qin figured he should give in to him a little, otherwise he'd feel embarrassed to accept any red envelopes Ding Ruipeng sent in the group chat later.

Ding Ruipeng sent out very large red envelopes.

For example, today he only asked Liu Nanfeng to help move the sound system, and now he is going out to get his sound system, and he gave Liu Nanfeng a 10,000 yuan "hardship bonus" for each of them.

Actually, there were originally speakers here, but Ding Ruipeng said that the speakers and microphones here would affect his performance, and he wanted to use his own.

Not long after, Ding Ruipeng began his performance in the center of the venue.

Ding Ruipeng is really talented; he sang even better than the two boys from before.

After he finished singing, the whole audience erupted in applause, even more enthusiastic than the applause of the previous two singers.

Hearing the applause, Ding Ruipeng stood there with his arms outstretched, face upturned, eyes closed, looking completely absorbed and delighted.

"What is Ding Ruipeng doing?"

This sudden sight left many people puzzled.

Yu Zhaoyan was also dumbfounded.

Xu Qin glanced at him, as if he could see right through him, and said, "I reckon he's having a brain orgasm!"

That's right.

Ding Ruipeng had an orgasm.

A brain orgasm!

Judging from his own feeling and the applause, Ding Ruipeng knew that he had sung very well this time, even exceeding his usual standard.

He knew he had already dominated the entire arena, and tonight, probably no one could surpass him.

"Wait, what's that guy doing?"

"Did he suddenly have a seizure?"

People whispered among themselves.

Ding Ruipeng heard it, especially the background noise.

But he didn't care.

"Only those who can withstand the trials of heaven are true heroes; only the mediocre are spared the ravages of man!"

"Am I, Ding Ruipeng, mediocre?"

Thinking of this, Ding Ruipeng walked back to the classroom, and Liu Nanfeng, who was in charge of tidying up the sound system, decisively went to tidy it up.

After Ding Ruipeng returned, he sat up straight.

"Ding Ruipeng, you sang so well just now!"

"Yes, even better than the previous two guys!"

Someone in the class immediately spoke up.

"I'm a little lacking; there might be someone even better than me later."

Ding Ruipeng feigned modesty and began to close his eyes, savoring the feeling of being the center of attention.

"Old Xu, you have a show too?"

Zhou Botao's voice suddenly rang out. It turned out that Xu Qin had gotten up and gone out.

Xu Qin also has a show?

Ding Ruipeng opened his eyes and saw that Xu Qin had already come out.

"I'll sing a song and then come back," Xu Qin said.

Xu Qin is going to sing too?

He can sing?

Ding Ruipeng frowned slightly, but then his brows relaxed.

"I was overthinking it. I already performed exceptionally well just now. I doubt there will be any singer here better than me tonight."

"With such a brilliant talent before me, Xu Qin is no longer enough to suppress me!"

So Ding Ruipeng closed his eyes again, still feeling the afterglow of his mental climax, and decided to continue savoring the feeling.

But a little over half a minute later, Xu Qin's voice came through the microphone:

"Good evening everyone, I'm Xu Qin from Statistics Class 1. Next, I'll be singing a song called 'A Young Man Embarks on a Long Journey'!"

When Xu Qin came out, he stood out from the crowd, attracting the attention of many people, but many others were also looking down at their phones.

But as soon as Xu Qin spoke, those who were looking down at their phones looked up.

Because Xu Qin's voice is a very standard broadcasting tone, with clear and resonant pronunciation, very powerful, very uplifting, and very full of vitality, which gives people a feeling of goosebumps.

"Linlin, has this junior ever been a host? His voice sounds so formal!"

The senior student next to Ning Xiaolin nudged her.

"Has he ever been a TV host? He seems so formal."

Yu Zhaoyan, who was recording with Xu Qin's phone, peeked her head out from in front of the phone screen.

Xu Qin's voice was indeed surprising; such a formal broadcasting tone is quite rare, and it truly surprised many people in the audience.

Ding Ruipeng suddenly opened his eyes and stared at the upright figure in front of him.

For some reason, he had a vague sense of foreboding.