Xingtie: Starting from the Cloud Five period

When Jiang Yuan, Dan Heng and several people from Teyvat found Sanyueqi and Bai Heng who had left earlier, the two were chatting with Beloberg's acquaintances.

They are in the arena, waiting for the contestants to enter.

"You guys are here."

March 7th looked up.

"We were just talking about what happened in the Immortal Boat. Jiang Yuan, can you perform that again?"

"Which one?" Jiang Yuan tilted his head.

He can perform so many things, which one is the Seven Fingers of March?

"Oh," without waiting for San Yue Qi to explain, he pretended to have suddenly realized something, "I understand, you don't have to say anything."

Bronya, Seele, Natasha, Jeppard and other familiar faces looked over curiously.

"What do you know?" San Yueqi felt something was wrong when he saw Jiang Yuan's attitude.

Could Jiang Yuan be so easy to talk to? Could he match her train of thought so accurately?

March 7th thinks it’s impossible.

But she couldn't stop it, Jiang Yuan had already started performing.

He took out the staff that he often used as a hammer to hit people, intending to let it continue to do the work that was still not its main job.

When San Yue Qi saw this, he raised his hand to his forehead and said, "Oh, this is what you understand."

Jiang Yuan just now undoubtedly did not understand San Yueqi's train of thought.

On the contrary, the current March 7th precisely matches Jiang Yuan’s train of thought.

The next moment, a scene appeared that was not beyond San Yueqi's expectations.

Jiang Yuan took two steps back and waited until his companions were seated in the stands where they would not be accidentally injured before he began his own action.

He first exerted force with his arms to make the spear circle along his body and return to his hand, then he grasped the staff with both hands, raised it and let the tip of the staff draw a pattern in the air - a meaningless pattern, he just felt that the movement would be too dry if he didn't shake it a few times.

Then, he said briskly—

"Balala the Fairies, thirty-seven twenty-one, my whole body changes!"

〔Not Barbara?〕

[No, actually this is the original line, I mean, except for the weird part in the middle.]

〔Eh? 〕

[Actually, there is a cartoon that children watch called Balala the Fairies… Of course, older children can watch it too.]

[So, he borrowed that line from a cartoon?]

[Yes, he even tried to find Qianzhi to customize the clothes for the Little Magic Fairies and find someone to take photos of the Little Magic Fairies.]

〔ah? 〕

[Is there Barbara?]

[The first person I looked for was Barbara.]

[Did you take the photo successfully? Can you share it? This is really important to me.]

[It was unexpectedly successful, and he even played the role of the prince.]

[He is so narcissistic.]

[Hey, you can't say that. I'm the Princess of the Abyss, so why can't my brother be called a prince?]

[Ying, didn't you say a while ago that being a princess of the abyss is boring and it's better to be a traveler?]

[I recently saw the second creation of the birthday party of the original god, and there is a dark scene in it that I am very satisfied with.]

[No wonder you even changed the color of your clothes recently...]

[Oh, by the way, the cartoon that was made is very popular among children of all ages in Teyvat, and it has been posted to the group!]

[Great! I'll go check it out right now!]

While the audience was discussing, Jiang Yuan successfully transformed into March 7th wearing unique clothes.

The delicate pink and blue skirt matches well with March 7th, making her look lively, cute, youthful and beautiful.

The issue is--

"I haven't worn this dress myself yet, why did you arrange it?"

Sanyueqi admired himself in new clothes, and when he thought that it was actually Jiang Yuan who looked like this, his mood became particularly complicated.

Hearing her words, Jiang Yuan took out a wrapped gift box and said, "This is for you. I've prepared it."

"Oh, Teacher Danheng, don't back off."

After handing the box to San Yue Qi, Jiang Yuan flipped his hand and another gift box appeared.

"How could I forget you?"

"...I would rather you not remember me at this moment." Having said that, Dan Heng did not refuse the gift box handed over by Jiang Yuan.

"Ahem," Bronya gently reminded, "Do you need to change clothes somewhere else?"

She motioned for everyone to look at the scene they were in.

"You guys," Xi'er said helplessly and habitually, "you really don't care about other people's eyes at all, just like before."

There were quite a lot of people coming to the arena to watch the game. After all, this was a competition to select those who would eventually go to Luofu.

When Jiang Yuan and his group appeared on the stage, they even stole the limelight from the other contestants.

Who in the whole of Beloberg didn't know about the heroes who saved Beloberg? Especially after that festival.

The audience watched as the great heroes took the strangers to find the great guardian who was watching the game.

If that were all, the audience, who could not hear the conversation, would quickly return their attention to the center of the arena.

But Jiang Yuan stood up.

Not only did he stand up, he also performed a magic trick in public.

Even though they were too far away to hear Jiang Yuan's words, the scene was still quite magical - the people of Beloberg didn't know as much as the people of Luofu in this regard, and most of them didn't know about Jiang Yuan's ability to transform.

San Yue Qi sat down awkwardly: "Sorry, I was too emotional."

After receiving the gift box, Danheng found a seat and sat down, which was not so conspicuous.

Jiang Yuan, the most conspicuous one, followed Bronya and Seele's reminder and saw the gazes from the audience.

Even the players who had just entered the arena had not started fighting yet and were just staring at this side.

"..."

Jiang Yuan was silent for a moment.

Not embarrassed.

It's about thinking about how to respond to them in a way that would be interesting.

After a moment, he made a decision.

He raised his hand and threw the staff in his hand away.

[No? I thought this scene wouldn't be considered socially fatal for you, so you wouldn't kill someone to silence them... Oh, it's okay.]

[Now the question is, will this hurt my butt?]

[Probably not? After all, he can fly.]

The staff did not hit anyone after being thrown out, it just hovered in the air.

Then Jiang Yuan jumped up, spread his wings of light after jumping into the air, turned around and sat horizontally on the staff with his skirt flying.

He held the staff with one hand and took out a microphone with the other.

"Why don't you let me be the guest host this time?"

"Oh, okay, okay!" The original host responded repeatedly, unable to tell whether he was shocked or excited, and left work at the speed of light.

"Thanks!"

Jiang Yuan winked at the host, then "drove" his staff to the sky above the center of the arena.

"Very good, I won't say anything else. I declare that the game officially begins!"

"...What are you doing using someone else's image?" San Yue Qi looked at Jiang Yuan flying in the air angrily, "Flying around with a staff, I've never experienced that myself!"