Jiang Ning arrived at the center of the classroom wearing an all-black outfit, complented by a matching black hat, which made him blend in seamlessly.
Shen Qing'e looked at Jiang Ning, finding the familiar yet unfamiliar face, in both looks and deanor, completely different from the sumr.
"I hope you can surprise ."
For this New Year's Eve party, Shen Qing'e hadn't watched any rehearsal of the performances in advance—it was just a class New Year's Eve party, so there was no need for formality.
Shen Qing'e wasn't underestimating Jiang Ning, his physical fitness and academic performance had already surpassed her expectations many tis.
On the contrary, she was quite looking forward to Jiang Ning's magic performance, probably involving playing cards or hiding coins and the like.
Not just Shen Qing'e, many students, both male and female, turned their attention towards Jiang Ning.
They knew that, although Jiang Ning was usually low-key, he definitely had real skills.
Jiang Ning turned his back to the lectern, facing the students, tilted his head slightly, and t Xue Yuantong's gaze.
Xue Yuantong, holding a cake, also tilted her small head, emulating Jiang Ning's actions; today, she had tied two pigtails.
Jiang Ning stretched out a finger and gently tapped, and in an instant, the brightly lit classroom went dark.
On this floor, the lights in other classes were still on, only the light in Class 8 was out.
"Holy shit, the electricity's out!"
"Is it a power outage?"
"No, the speakers in front are still on!"
Suddenly, a fla blossod in the darkness, starting from Jiang Ning's feet and, like vines, it climbed up his pants, winding around his body.
"Holy crap, Jiang Ning's on fire, get so water!" Hu Jun exclaid.
Ma Shicheng slapped him and scolded:
"Idiot, it's magic!"
The flas were too cool, especially the bright flas in the darkness, which were extrely eye-catching.
Fla-like tendrils continued to climb from the feet, covering Jiang Ning completely.
Xue Yuantong clenched her small fists, afraid that Jiang Ning was taking it too far, and she opened a carton of milk, ready to douse him in case of an ergency.
The flas around Jiang Ning increased, and he suddenly stretched out a hand and gently pinched.
The surrounding crimson flas explosively burst, sending countless sparks scattering in the darkness, filling the entire classroom in an instant before the light utterly vanished.
Ma Shicheng repositioned his recoiled body, "Damn, that was cool!"
"Longlong, this is art!"
At that mont, he suddenly noticed a wine bottle appearing abruptly in Jiang Ning's hand.
Ma Shicheng understood instantly: "No wonder he could produce fire, it's all thanks to the fuel in the wine bottle!"
That previous display had indeed given Ma Shicheng a scare, but now he had figured out the reason on his own.
Jiang Ning held the wine bottle and flicked out a stream of liquid; he touched it with "Spiritual Fire," which upon contact with the alcohol, rapidly extended into a long, seven- or eight-ter line of fire in front of all the students.
Jiang Ning grasped the long line of fire, splitting it into two flas with his hands, holding each like a bright flaming sword.
Jiang Ning waved the fla swords, swirling them in the air, the slender fire swords sweeping over the students' heads from a distance.
A light sweep of the flas exploded the balloons above the classroom, bursting out colorful confetti.
Class leader Huang Zhongfei was stunned, completely forgetting to caution Jiang Ning about damaging class property.
Geng Lu couldn't take her eyes off Jiang Ning; he was just too cool just now!
Yang Sheng always felt this magic was too spectacular, controlling fire, how difficult it must be!
The two fla swords appeared only for a mont before vanishing.
Jiang Ning flicked several splashes of liquor, touching each one sequentially; bunches of flas burst forth in the air until finally, twelve flas floated beside him.
Jiang Ning crooked his finger, the red flas transford into white, twisting a bit, then morphed into the shape of a baby rabbit made of fireworks.
Jiang Ning gently flicked, and the white rabbit hopped onto Xue Yuantong's desk.
"Wow!" Xue Yuantong was thrilled, she was indeed born in the Year of the Rabbit!
Jiang Ning sequentially ignited the flas representing the Tiger, Dragon, Sheep, Monkey, and all Twelve Chinese Zodiac animals in twelve blossoms of fla.
Eleven zodiac animals circled around him, but only the white rabbit was leaping alone on Xue Yuantong's table.
Xue Yuantong wanted to touch it but was afraid of burning her hand.
Bai Yuxia was very close to Xue Yuantong, and she couldn't believe what she was seeing in the white fla rabbit,
"What in the world is this..."
She had seen fla magic perford by others before, usually just sparking a fla or fire-eating, but none of the fla magic she'd seen was as uniquely beautiful as Jiang Ning's.
When Jiang Ning pressed his palm down, the fla extinguished, and the rabbit on Xue Yuantong's hand disappeared.
He took a step forward, and the classroom lights turned on.
"What are you staring at, who took a photo just now?" Ma Shicheng quickly asked.
The students in the back exchanged glances; no one had taken a photo because they were too srized by the spectacle. The mont had been shockingly short, and just as they were beginning to enjoy it, it ended—there was no ti to think about taking photos.
Ma Shicheng and the others were extrely frustrated; that mont would have been sensational on a short video platform!
Unfortunately, they had forgotten to capture it.
Jiang Ning's magic show was the last act, and with his exit, Class 8's New Year's Eve party ca to an end.
The students were still shocked by the fire performance, and the image lingered in their minds for a long ti.
Eventually, the horoom teacher and so subject teachers arrived, and the students half-jokingly said,
"Teacher, you missed it! Jiang Ning's performance was super, super cool!"
Shan Qingrong was a bit puzzled, what performance?
Judging by the students' expressions, it seed like sothing significant had happened.
"Magic, it was a fire performance!"
The students chid in.
After a while, the chemistry teacher Guo Ran said, "It's okay, next year on New Year's Day, we'll have Jiang Ning perform again."
"Next year!"
"Yes, definitely have him perform!"
"Don't you forget, Jiang Ning!" students looked at him.
"Sure," Jiang Ning said with a smile.
In that mont, everyone was imrsed in the joy of the holiday, almost forgetting that next year the school would separate the arts and sciences students and so would permanently leave Class 8.
Suddenly a student in the back shouted, "Happy New Year's Day!"
"Happy New Year's Day!" Ma Shicheng yelled.
The atmosphere in the class seed to ignite, as many students started yelling "Happy New Year's Day," eventually making ghastly wails and howls.
Amid the noisy environnt, Xue Yuantong moved closer to Jiang Ning and crisply shouted,
"Jiang Ning, Happy New Year's Day!"
"Xue Yuantong, Happy New Year's Day to you too!"
Xue Yuantong glanced around to see no one was paying attention and whispered, "Stamp it?"
In the back of the class, which was in utter chaos, Dan Kaiquan softly shouted,
"Bai Yuxia, Happy Holidays!"
He had just finished shouting when Ma Shicheng roared beside him,
"Happy New Year's Day to all the girls in Class 8, may you have children soon!"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk!"
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