The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress

Chapter 70: 029 you call this ordinary?_2

Translator: 549690339

Many people were leaving, after all, most of them had come for Ren Wanxuan.

A small portion remained, looking up at the stage.

This time, no one sneakily pulled out their phones to record.

In the center of the stage, Bai Lian was dressed in blue school trousers and a white shirt, her right hand gripping a longsword, its tip pointing outward. Her eyes were cast downwards, and she stood tall and elegant, exuding an overwhelming presence even before the performance began.

The chatter from below gradually ceased.

“Thump thump—

The sound of the drum, with a strong sense of rhythm, began to rise.

She suddenly lifted her head, her dark eyes opening wide, and raised her right arm.

As the guzheng and flute joined in, she spun her arm outward, slicing the sword edge from left to right, drawing two vertical circles, and at the end of the short guzheng note, her wrist lifted, making a Point Break Sword gesture diagonally towards the ground!

The bubbling sound of the guzhengs strings merged with the distant, melodious flute as the drumming rejoined.

Bai Lian flipped midair, her entire body soaring, the sword momentarily twirling around her wrist before she firmly grasped it again upon landing!

The drumming crescendoed.

As she moved her sword in circular motions, she executed a series of flips along a straight pathway, her right hand performing the Sword Flower Technique nearly twenty times consecutively!

The sword tore through the air like a dragon in flight, its cold light flashing.

Meanwhile, her movements were as light as a drifting cloud, never touching the ground.

Bai Lian’s gaze followed the sword edge, her body leaning backward as the instrumental music came to an end, swiftly reversed with the sword tracing across her chest, and with a swift flip, she sheathed the sword!

“Boom—n

The drumbeat abruptly stopped!

With the sword vertical in front of her chest, she slowly lifted her head along with the sword, revealing a pair of deep, cold eyes!

The spotlight froze on her, as if thunder that had been rumbling suddenly ceased, and a tumultuous sea instantly calmed.

Bai Lian remained standing at the center of the stage, and now without the glint of cold steel, she stood out sharply as though atop a snowy mountain in a blizzard.

The entire auditorium was silent.

It wasn’t until Bai Lian, holding her sword, brushed through the black curtains to the backstage that the silent hall, like a calm pot of oil with a drop of water added, exploded into commotion.

“Ahh Xiaohan,” on the left side of the stage, the head of the Literary and Art

Department was on the verge of throttling her, “You call this unprofessional? If this is unprofessional, what is professional? It’s all your fault, I didn’t record the screen!”

A female student from the art class murmured beside her, “Not to mention her Sword Flower Technique and Point Break Sword… just the flips alone, no one in our art class can do it as smoothly…” Pu Xiaohan, who was almost strangled, ‘

Down in the seats.

A group of boys took a while to snap back to reality, “Wang Yu, did you happen to record it, did you?”

Some tried to snatch Wang Yu’s phone.

Wang Yu, whose phone was snatched, ‘

“l only realized what was happening towards the end and managed to record the last twenty seconds, be careful not to accidentally delete it…”

The group of boys hurriedly played the video.

From a distance from the stage and after enlarging the video, they could only see Bai Lian’s silhouette.

White shirt, blue trousers, a blur of a red band around her wrist, and a white spotlight above her head – even through a distant lens, one could glimpse her hibiscus-like complexion.

Vivid and impactful.

The sword was like frost and snow, creating an impression of wild and ethereal transcendence. Amazing!

Backstage, there was no one.

After Bai Lian picked up her coat, Pu Xiaohan and the others came in.

“Take care of our longswords,” Pu Xiaohan solemnly handed the longswords to a logistic staff member.

The staff members, still looking at Bai Lian, took the swords, “Don’t worry.”

The Student Council intended to interview Bai Lian more thoroughly, even considering a special school newspaper feature for her, but Bai Lian was in hurry to get back to her homework and didn’t linger.

It was only after leaving the hall.

Pu Xiaohan looked pensively at Bai Lian.

Bai Lian grabbed her vocabulary book, her brows and eyes lifting slightly,

“Speak. ”

“Didn’t you say you were only average with the longsword?”

“Yes,” Bai Lian was startled.

The Bai Family excelled in spears and mounted archery; she did as well.

Among the Six Arts, except for “ritual,” she mastered them all, and in the Eight Elegances, she slightly surpassed others in zither, literature, poetry, wine, and tea.

As for the longsword, she had only learned a few tricks.

Giving a sword dance was one thing, but for real combat, the spear suited her better.

Pu Xiaohan saw it clearly, Bai Lian seriously considered herself average with the longsword, it was not modesty.

“No, how can you call that average?” Pu Xiaohan recalled what the art student had said. What kind of environment did the new student grow up in?

Bai Lian nodded, “What else then?”

Pu Xiaohan, ‘ .

If that was average, then what was left for others?

Bai Lian’s phone vibrated, she checked it and saw it was a message about a package that had arrived at the school.

She put the phone back into her pocket, planning to retrieve the package later in the evening..

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