Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

"Sure, as long as you don't play the suona. Play it when you get off the stage. You can do whatever you want. Don't be nervous and control your rhythm."

Su Chen gave instructions patiently, fearing that something might go wrong with this guy.

The stage lights came on, the audience was full, and the leaders were talking to each other with smiles on their faces.

After reading the performance list, one person said cheerfully, "Principal, this year is really interesting. There are many more types of performances than before. I'm really looking forward to it."

"Really? Let me see what's new."

"Oh, there are quite a lot of classical dances this year. This... uh, what is this Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix? It's a group dance, right? It's quite innovative, quite creative."

"Old Guo, your Class 2 is doing well this year. They are very active."

Guo Cheng's expression seemed to be hesitant, and he whispered, "I don't know about this either. It's all the kids' fault. We'll find out once the performance starts."

"Um, Principal, did you bring your heart medicine today?"

"...??"

The principal looked at him, puzzled, "Old Guo, what do you mean? I haven't had a heart attack in a long time. Don't worry about me. Relax."

Guo Cheng was very persistent and looked at his assistant beside him.

"Assistant Li, go get the principal's medicine. Today's show is a bit exciting, so I think it's best to be on the safe side and avoid any accidents. Go get it."

"Don't worry, Professor Guo. The principal has it with him. He'll be fine. He hasn't been sick for a long time, and his mood is very stable."

"The school anniversary is so lively today, and I'm in a good mood. Nothing will happen. Don't worry, Old Guo. Don't worry, Principal."

"Don't worry, just watch the show haha."

There were thunderous applause, which could be heard clearly backstage.

Wang Hao ran around, getting more and more nervous, muttering, "Su Chen, did you hear that? It seems like their performance was pretty good. You can tell from the applause. We won't become a laughing stock if we go up there."

Su Chen glanced at the time and saw that it was almost their turn. He quickly turned off his phone and said calmly, "Whether it will work or not depends on whether you can play the suona out of tune."

"...Brother, it's the same as if you didn't say anything."

"Hey, is there any talisman that can calm me down, force my heart to beat faster, and keep me balanced? Otherwise, I'm afraid my heart will beat too fast and I'll get dizzy."

Su Chen thought for a moment. He had drawn quite a few of these messy symbols. He said casually, "I'll look for it. I think it should be there."

Wang Hao was also a little confused when he heard this.

She stretched her neck to look at him: "No, buddy, are you really a Taoist priest, or some middleman? How come you have everything? I have never seen a Taoist priest draw talismans like you."

"Oh, how many Taoists have you met?"

"You are the only one..."

"That's it, it's normal. My brain cells are too active, so I like to draw inferences. You just need to get used to it. Come here, I'll put the talisman on you."

Su Chen said seriously: "I guarantee that after you put it on, your heart will be as calm as water, and you will never lose control of your emotions."

Wang Hao walked over obediently. As soon as the talisman paper was placed on him, he felt the air around him suddenly drop several degrees. His body shook unconsciously: "Brother, I need to calm down and not freeze."

"Sorry, I got the wrong talisman paper. Let me try again."

Try?

It seems that he was just asking for help and being used as a test subject.

Su Chen carefully checked it, picked out one, and pasted it directly on the screen. He asked softly, "How is it? Do you feel calm?"

Wang Hao's expression was relaxed and peaceful, his eyes filled with kindness. "Brother, I think everyone should get one of your talismans. After sticking it on, one moment you're ready to fight, and the next you're sworn brothers."

"Well, it seems to be right. Let's do this. What does it feel like? Please describe it in detail. This is my first time drawing, so I need some experience."

"All sounds are still, all flowers are in bloom, and I have the air of an immortal."

"...!!"

Su Chen was about to ask something when he was interrupted from outside.

"The next group, number 22, will be on stage in two minutes. They have a lot of equipment, so please prepare in advance and don't waste too much time."

"Hey, it's our turn."

Wang Hao spoke in a calm tone that must have some emotion. Su Chen's mouth twitched and his eyes became more complicated. This talisman paper was really magical.