Quick Wear: The Crazy Lord God is again training the sweet host

Just as he said, Chu Luo's wound healed much faster than that of ordinary people.

The roll of waterproof tape and ointment seemed to have played a huge role. Despite his repeated desperate efforts, the wound was finally scabbed over before the sports meeting.

The day after Chu Luo mentioned the sports meet to Xing Chen, Xing Chen received a personal invitation from Principal Li, asking him if he was free and whether he could take the time to present awards to the champions of several important events at the closing ceremony of the sports meet.

Xing Chen agreed directly.

The sports meet lasts for three days.

During the opening ceremony on Monday, Xing Chen covered his face tightly and sat at the back of the stands, watching the opening ceremony performance.

The performances of each department are either beautiful or funny, with a wide variety of styles and are very interesting to watch.

When we arrived at the School of Management, it seemed like a very funny show, and the protagonist was actually Chu Luo.

Before the game started, some students placed a few targets in the middle of the playground. When the targets were placed, Xing Chen heard cheers from the stands.

At this time, some students in the front began to discuss with each other in whispers.

"Is it Chu Luo?"

"There is a target, probably."

"Why hasn't the host announced the show yet?"

"Chu Luo's profession is shooting, but this is an archery target!"

"Shh, shh, shh, stop talking and listen to the announcement."

There was a loud announcement on the radio, and the host's voice seemed to become excited when he mentioned the School of Management.

“Next, the students from the School of Management will come out and give everyone an interesting performance.”

There was a thunderous cheer from the stands, and the students shouted in unison: "Chu Luo, Chu Luo, Chu Luo..."

The joint performance almost made people suspect that this was Chu Luo’s personal show.

A dozen boys performing from the School of Management entered the venue from the other end. Obviously, their names were not called, but they still enjoyed the feeling of being the center of attention under Chu Luo's aura.

As the boys entered the venue, they performed various funny actions to interact with the audience.

Chu Luo was among everyone, cooperating and making a helpless expression.

His handsome and sunny appearance is really suitable for the stage. He doesn't put on airs at all. Although the performance he is about to perform may be funny, he is generous and has no worries about ruining his image.

Xing Chen was somewhat surprised to see all this.

During the previous chat, he heard Chu Luo mention that their opening performance was quite funny, but he didn't want to elaborate on what it was specifically, and then he changed the subject, so Xing Chen forgot to ask.

Chu Luo went out this morning and did not invite Xing Chen to attend the opening ceremony.

He came here secretly to see it.

Xing Chen actually wanted to see how Chu Luo was out of tune with the funny things, or he simply wanted to see his boyfriend make a fool of himself so that he could laugh at him when he got back.

But now it seems that the show is really funny.

But the serious Chu Luo looks more and more handsome.

Sure enough, the cheers in the stands got louder.

Xing Chen noticed that there were a few crooked unicycles coming up on stage with Chu Luo and the others, and a few students behind them were holding bows and arrows.

The host's voice sounded again on the radio.

“As everyone knows, Chu Luo from the School of Management is a retired world champion, a true sharpshooter who never misses a shot.

But today he is bringing you another shooting event, archery. This show is a combination of dance and archery, romantic and powerful, and of course, cute and funny.

Now, let's see if Chu Luo can still hit the target every time."

As the host's voice fell and the music started, all the students performing in the venue dropped their props at the same time and began to dance in unison.

Uniform dance steps, full of power.

Xing Chen was surprised again, he didn't know Chu Luo could dance.

This little brat is really like a surprise blind box, with surprises jumping out one after another.

The girls in the stands shouted so wildly that their voices broke.

Just when everyone was immersed in the cool dance moves, a unicycle from the back row came on stage, and several boys carrying bows and arrows began to circle around the dancers.

Then a naughty one rushed directly into the center of the dancers.

This immediately disrupted the dancers' order and the conflict began.

The music became more urgent.

There was pushing and shoving on both sides, and everyone was in a mess as if they were about to fight.

Amid the noise, the music changed again.

The naughty boy and a few of his buddies pointed at the target in the distance with disdain and made provocative gestures towards Chu Luo and the others.

Thus, with disdainful looks at each other, the shooting competition between the two sides began.

Amidst the roar of laughter from the stands, the rest of the boys on the field missed the target on their unicycles as expected.

In the end, it became the boy and Chu Luo's home court.

The two performed fancy archery for the audience.

The unicycle under Chu Luo's buttocks was ridden by him as if it were a horse. He weaved through the obstacles formed by his classmates, and was able to follow everyone's dance moves, while at the same time, every arrow landed on the bull's eye.

The other boy’s shooting accuracy was a little worse, but his performance was not far behind.

The choreography of the entire show was wonderful.

When the performance ended, there was thunderous cheers from the audience.

The boys picked up the bows and arrows on the ground and bowed. Suddenly they felt shy and pushed each other and covered their faces as they walked towards the exit.

Xing Chen watched Chu Luo disappear into the exit with everyone else, and his heart was filled with joy.

The boy who was the center of everyone's attention was his boy.

Everything is his.

This realization made Xing Chen's heart surge.

Just then, my cell phone vibrated.

Xing Chen took it out and found out that it was Chu Luo who called.

He raised his eyebrows, wanting to amuse the child, and answered the phone amid the continued cheers from the audience.

"elder brother......"

As soon as Chu Luo's voice came out, he seemed to hear cheers coming from the microphone and stopped abruptly.

"Brother, are you in the playground?"

Chu Luo's voice was both surprised and happy.

Such an atmosphere on the field did not excite him at all, and before Xing Chen spoke on the phone, he became incoherent on the other end.

"Brother, I, you came to see the show? Did you see me? Did you just get here or did you arrive a long time ago?"

Xing Chen held the phone tightly to her ear so that she could vaguely hear his voice.

Fortunately, as the next show prepared to enter, the scene began to slowly quiet down.

"Don't you want me to see it?" Xing Chen covered his mouth and spoke into the microphone.

"I'm afraid you'll think I'm funny and call me a child."

"Isn't it?"

"No, I'm your husband."

Xing Chen admitted that he really couldn't resist Chu Luo's teasing, and he felt like he was about to collapse every time.

"roll!"

"Brother, can't you think of something else to scold me? Or are you reluctant to even scold me?"

Xing Chen said coldly: "I'm hanging up."

"No, which section of the stands are you in?"

"I won't tell you. I'll find you after the parade is over."

"But I want to see you."

"Be good and listen to me."

"Brother, then you have to wait for me."

Xing Chen looked at the time and agreed.

After the performance, the athletes from each department entered the venue.

The beautiful young ladies were dressed up beautifully, holding signs in their hands and leading the athletes to the center of the lawn.

When the School of Management came out, the cheers got louder again.

Chu Luo is so tall that he stands out even at the end of the team.

Xing Chen saw that his eyes were sweeping towards the stands intentionally or unintentionally.