Regal Guard of Dragon

Although it was called an art performance center, it was in fact an extremely large venue. Looking at the area it occupied, it was sufficient to accommodate 20,000 people.    

At the center of the venue, there was a makeshift round stage. This round stage gathered everyone's attention.    

Chen Feng was sitting not far from the round stage, one of the people sitting at the front of the class.    

In front of the student seats, there were also alumni seats and VIP seats.    

Naturally, the VIP seats were the best places for the audience to view.    

Most of the people sitting in the VIP seats were either rich or noble. Yang Jianxiong and Zhu Qingfeng, who Xiao Ruo had introduced to Chen Feng earlier, were among them. Their seats were extremely close to the front, almost the best in the VIP seats.    

Chen Feng didn't care who the person in the VIP seats were, so he only took a glance, then retracted his gaze and closed his eyes to rest.    

What Chen Feng didn't expect was that he didn't care about the people in the VIP seats, but the people in the VIP seats started to 'care' about him.    

Not long after Chen Feng sat down, Bai Wenli left the VIP seats with a playful expression. Under the lead of his two lackeys, he arrived in front of Chen Feng.    

"You're called Chen Feng?" Bai Wenli looked down at Chen Feng condescendingly as a trace of arrogance flashed across his eyes.    

"Mm, you are?" Wu Tie nodded and looked at Bai Wenli doubtfully. He seemed to have never seen this young man before.    

"You are not qualified to know my name." Bai Wenli shook his head with disdain.    

He then glanced at Chen Feng and opened his mouth leisurely, "I came here to tell you something."    

"What is it?" Chen Feng squinted his eyes. So you're here to cause trouble. Interesting.    

"Leave Wanqiu." Bai Wenli spat out these words lightly.    

"Wanqiu is not someone you can match." Before Chen Feng opened his mouth, Bai Wenli added another sentence.    

Chen Feng smiled, "How do you know I'm not good enough for Wanqiu? Just because I'm driving in a Santana? "    

Bai Wenli's tone froze as if he didn't expect Chen Feng to be so direct.    

"Yes, because you're driving a Santana, I don't think a man driving a Santana can make Wanqiu happy." "After taking a deep breath, Bai Wenli spoke in a low voice.    

Chen Feng nodded, then turned his gaze to Bai Wenli with a smile: "What car did you drive?"    

"Bentley Muchan." Although he didn't understand why Chen Feng asked this question, Bai Wenli opened his mouth proudly.    

"Bentley Muchan?"    

Chen Feng smiled, "It's a pretty good car. The whole car will cost around 5 million yuan."    

"Not bad, the entire car landing cost around 5 million. You diaosi, you know a lot about cars." Bai Wenli sneered. He looked at Chen Feng with ridicule in his eyes. He didn't understand. Chen Feng was a diaosi who drove a Santana, so he understood the meaning of the price of a luxury car like Bentley. Did he think he could afford it?    

Chen Feng smiled faintly and ignored Bai Wenli's mockery. Instead, he asked with a smile, "Did you buy the car yourself, or did your dad buy it for you?"    

"Does it have anything to do with you?" Bai Wenli's expression changed, as if Chen Feng's words stabbed at his sore spot.    

"It doesn't matter." Chen Feng shook his head, "I just want to tell you, my Santana, no matter how old it is, I bought it myself."    

"And your Bentley Mushan, no matter how cool or fashionable it is, you didn't buy it yourself. Without your dad, forget about Bentley Mushan, you can't even buy a Bentley Mushan's wheel."    

"So, one day when you can buy a Bentley Muchang on your own, you can give Wanqiu happiness, okay?"    

Bai Wenli's face became unsightly. He had to admit, Chen Feng's words had poked his sore spot. For a rich second-generation like him, the thing that people criticized the most was that he was not even a fart when leaving his parents' generation.    

If he didn't have a father, he really couldn't afford to buy Bentley Muchang, so he didn't have the right to show off in front of Chen Feng.    

"You have a sharp tongue." Bai Wenli glanced at Chen Feng gloomily.    

"Thank you for your praise." Chen Feng smiled faintly.    

"Thank you?" Bai Wenli suddenly sneered, "I hope that you can still thank me when I get on the stage!"    

After saying that, Bai Wenli turned around and left.    

However, Chen Feng frowned. Why did it sound like Bai Wenli wanted to cause trouble when he gets on the stage?    

A few minutes later, the party officially began.    

Two handsome female hosts stepped onto the stage, recited the opening speech, and released a message. After tonight's finale, there would be a heavyweight guest who would appear and sing a song for Zhonghai University's centennial anniversary.    

Everyone's curiosity was piqued as they began a heated discussion about the identity of this important guest.    

However, after discussing for a long time, they still could not come up with anything.    

Chen Feng was not sad about all this. One of his goals was to watch Lin Wanqiu's performance. As for the other heavyweight guests, it had nothing to do with him.    

The first program of the party was a martial arts performance. The performer was a tall young man dressed in white training clothes, with a well-proportioned body and bronze-colored skin. This attracted the attention of many girls in the audience.    

As the youth leapt into the air, the wooden planks were shattered one by one. The atmosphere below the arena was extremely passionate. Occasionally, a girl would scream and stand up to cheer the youth on.    

Chen Feng, who was standing in the middle of the crowd, felt like his eardrums were about to shatter.    

After the tall teenager's martial arts performance ended, the screams in Chen Feng's ears faded away. He was finally relieved, but his expectation for Lin Wanqiu's dance performance became even more fervent.    

An hour later, the gala was finally coming to an end. The quality of the shows that were going on stage was also gradually increasing. The mood of the audience was also reaching its peak.    

After another guzheng solo ended, the entire audience once again burst into thunderous applause.    

After the applause ended, the female host, who was wearing a red evening dress, stood up with a smile.    

"Amongst the thousands of instruments in the world, the modern piano is hailed as the 'King of Musicians' by many musicians. The piano sounds like the music from the heavens, playing the softest song in their hearts.    

"Yes, next, the management department's great scholar Bai Wenli will present a piano solo for everyone …"    

The moment the three words "Bai Wenli" came out, ear-piercing screams once again sounded from the audience. This sound wave even suppressed the host's voice.    

Many girls were in a state of infatuation, as if they had seen their most beloved celebrity.    

Chen Feng frowned. Why did he have a premonition that the Bai Wenli mentioned by this host was the young man who came to provoke him just now?